All right, this is the second part of the double Christmas Upload! This one's actually holiday themed – hooray! One thing to note before the chapter starts – four OCs will make very brief appearances in this chapter. These OCs are Packrat, Cordelia, Scrapper and Skylark. They'll receive proper introductions in due time, I just realized that they'd have to be mentioned here as they're the only ones who would actually know what Christmas is in my lore, as they're the only ones from Earth. Just know that they are Space Marine/Space Adventurer types for now.

Olimar sat on a bench in the foyer of Smash Mansion, waiting. It was the day after the Super Smash Bros annual teambuilding event. It was a necessary part of being part of an intergalactic peacekeeping force, to make sure that all members were combat ready. Thankfully, he'd managed to escape being on active duty immediately afterwards, and he left for home tomorrow, leaving him with one day of opportunity to do as he pleased. It was nice, having everyone around. Most of the Smashers weren't leaving for another day or two. But Olimar had been looking forward to today. He had time to prepare. And this year, he'd be home for Holiday Week.

Holiday Week was created from a very interesting discovery during the first years of the Galactic Alliance. When the Hands, Chozo and Star Warriors founded the Galactic Alliance, they discovered that that all three cultures, consisting of different customs and holidays all celebrated major holidays during the standard week of December 24th to December 30th. As more peoples joined the joined the Galactic Alliance, more and more holidays began piling up. Hylian Founder's Day and Bannana Day of DK isle were on the 27th, and Elibian Thanksgiving and the Pokeanan New Years were on the 28th. Cornerian Independence Day was on the 24th, as was the Yoshi Island Fruit Festival, and Independence Day for the citizens of Outer Heaven. Even the most recent people to join the Galactic Alliance, the humans, had a holiday called Christmas on the 25th. But for Olimar, the most important holiday of them all was the Harvest Day, to celebrate the venerable and storied farming heartland of Hocotate. He couldn't wait to get back home to Pik Pik Carrot Pies and Baked Pik Pik Yams for dinner with all of the usual sides, with his beautiful wife and his two wonderful children sitting around the table.

Naturally, such a holiday themed week had developed a very strong commercial presence around itself. Olimar could attest to the numerous holiday themed advertisements that had permeated the TV, radio, newspaper, and bill boards of Harmony City. As such, Olimar had prepared for this excursion. After all, gifting presents was a time-honored tradition on Harvest Day, and the shopping heart of downtown Harmony City was the perfect place to pick up all manner of gifts.

His coat was buttoned up tightly over his exposure suit, his scarf was draped warmly around his neck, and his wallet was full and secured in his pocket. Hopefully it wouldn't be too empty by the time that he finished today. He'd even exchanged the helium cannister in his suit for a fresh one. All to ensure that today's cherished tradition would go smoothly. Well, tradition might be a bit of a stretch, as it had only gone on for the last three years. All the same, it was cherished, whatever it might be called, and Olimar intended to enjoy every minute of it.

Suddenly, a Koopa Clown Car pulled up in front of the mansion. Olimar pulled himself to his feet. His ride was here. Pushing open the door, Olimar walked out to see Bowser sitting in the driver's seat.

"Oli! You ready to spend a ton of cash on presents for the ungrateful brats that live in our houses?"

Olimar grinned. "You bet I'm ready!"

Bowser let out a mighty laugh. "BWAHAHAHAHA! That's the spirit! Let's get going! Those presents won't buy themselves!"

A few hours later, Olimar and Bowser found themselves in a large toy store, browsing the isles.

"Ah, hold up, Olimar!" said Bowser. "Lemmy's been asking for a bike. You mind if we take a quick look through these?"

"No problem!" said Olimar. "Actually, that's on my list too. It's a good place to stop!"

As he browsed through the bikes, Olimar reminisced on years past. When he'd been recruited into the Super Smash Bros, he hadn't expected to be called upon to save the universe a short four months later with a group of people he didn't know very well. After the Tabuu incident, he'd just felt lucky to still be alive. So, when he'd been in put on active duty near Holiday Week, he'd gone out by himself and bought his family the nicest gifts he could find for them while the holiday deals lasted. Just to see their smiles would be enough for him.

It on his way back to the mansion that he'd bumped into Bowser. As it turned out, he and the Koopa King had more in common then either had realized, chiefly, that they were both dads. Admittedly, Olimar was better off, despite not being royalty, as Bowser had lost his wife to an illness and had more children to look after. The koopa had been frantically rushing around, trying to make sure that he could still bring his children home presents they would like for the recently established Day of Peace. It was ironic that one of the signers of the Great Treaty of Peace between the Mushroom Kingdom and the Dark Lands had so little peace mere days before its annual celebration. Olimar had managed to calm down the frantic king and then proceeded to help him pick out gifts. Bowser was extremely grateful that day, but Olimar remembered it for other reasons. It was the day he'd made his first friend among the Smashers. They had made a little tradition of it and had gone out shopping for their families every year together ever since.

"Hey Oli! You think Lemmy would want this color or this color?" asked Bowser, holding two bikes, one in each hand. Olimar looked up. One was a vibrant shade of green while the other was a dark shade of blue.

"I say the blue one!" said Olimar.

He turned back to the bikes and settled on a silver one for his son and a light blue one for his daughter. He smiled. This was going to be a hit, he could just feel it. He carried the bike boxes over to where they'd parked their two carts and carefully placed them in the cart. Olimar looked over to Bowser, who was looking at a list.

"All right. Let's see. Got presents for Lemmy, Roy, Wendy, Ludwig, Morton, Larry, Iggy, aaand Junior! All right, I'm finished. How's your list looking?" said Bowser.

Olimar looked down at his own list. It looked like he was finished too. He had called his wife a few nights ago and the two had agreed upon what should be bought. With the bikes, he had gotten the last items. He slid the two boxes under his cart and looked happily at the modest pile of presents stacked there. His children would be so pleased. He turned to look at Bowser's cart. It was piled full of various toys for his kids. Thankfully it was balanced somewhat by the fact that Bowser was significantly richer then he was. Olimar had no idea how he'd manage with that many children on his salary.

"I'm done too. Shall we proceed to the checkout?" asked Olimar.

"Sounds like a plan!"

As they walked towards the registers, Bowser sighed.

"You know? I'm really glad we've had this little tradition for the last few years. It's nice, you know?"

Olimar nodded. "Absolutely!"

"Yeah. But it's nice to have friends around for the holidays. Adult conversation. You know. I love my kids to bits, but sometimes…."

Olimar nodded. "Of course. It must get tiring after a while only talking to kids."

"And the servants too! Can't have a decent conversation with any of them. They're all 'yes, sir', 'no sir' about everything! Its not like I'm gonna have them thrown in the dungeon or anything! Even when I was kidnapping Peach all the time, I didn't do anything like that to my servants!" complained Bowser.

Olimar smiled. "It is nice to be able to be able to enjoy a proper chat. Speaking of which, how did Ludwig's concert go?"

"It was a tremendous hit!" said Bowser, chest puffed out. "I was so proud of him!"

"That's wonderful!" said Olimar. "I'm so glad it went well! Hasn't he been writing that concerto for the last several months?"

"Yeah. He was working really hard on it for quite a while! I'm just glad it was received so well. Say, how have Robbie's robotics competitions been going?"

Olimar smiled at the mention of his son. "He's been doing pretty well! His team's had some issues, but they've been doing very well given the circumstances."

"Ah, can't guarantee that everything will go smoothly, I guess. Glad to hear that he's been doing well though. And Anna?"

"Still set on being a biologist like me," said Olimar with a laugh. "She reads my old Biology textbooks to the Pikmen at my house every single day."

"Really now? I wish I could get my kids that interested in science. Would do them some good. Still trying to get them interested in things that don't involve galactic domination," chuckled Bowser. "That one's my bad, though."

Olimar shrugged. "You're trying to fix your mistakes though. There's still hope for them yet."

"That's what I've been telling myself every day," Bowser sighed, running his hand through his hair. "Gonna sit my kids down and watch some movies this year. Make a mountain of popcorn. Try and make a few normal memories for the little tykes. How about you?"

"Gonna take them to the fair this year," said Olimar. "Always a fun place to go to."

Bowser nodded. "That does sound fun. We used to have those in the Dark Lands a long time ago. My great grandfather stopped them to help fund the war effort against the Mushroom Kingdom. I was hoping to try and get them going again. I just don't know if anybody remembers how their supposed to be done."

"It's worth a shot," said Olimar. "Could be a good way to really set in stone that you're not in the planetary domination business anymore."

"That's what I'm thinking," said Bowser.

"Sir! You're checking out, right?" asked the cashier.

Bowser looked up.

"Oh, right! Sorry about that! Uh, Olimar, you want to go first? You've got less. I've gotta take all of this out of my cart and it's gonna take a while."

Olimar looked at Bowser's heaping cart and then shifted his gaze his own moderately full one.

"I'll take you up on that."

Nearly hour later, Bowser and Olimar pulled into the garage of the mansion. They jumped out of the car and began to unload their parcels and bring them back to their quarters. Olimar took one last look around Bowser's trunk.

"I think that's it," said Bowser. "You got everything?"

"Yup, I've got everything!" said Olimar.

Bowser nodded and closed the trunk. The two turned and walked back inside. As they did, they stopped abruptly as some of the kid smashers rushed past them. Bowser Jr. stopped.

"Hey! Dad! They've got cookies for uh…what was it called again?"

"Christmas!" yelled Ness from the front of the kid smashers.

"Uh yeah! That! They're passing out cookies!"

"Really now?" asked Bowser. "I guess we'll have to swing by. Are you going there, Junior?"

"Yeah!" said Bowser Jr. "Hey! Why don't you come with us, Dad?"

Bowser smiled. "You know what? I think I'll come with you. What about you, Olimar?"

Olimar chuckled. "Ah, sure, I'll come!"

"Awesome!" shouted Bowser Jr. before he rushed off to catch up with the others.

Bowser smiled. "Ah, it's good to see that Junior's making friends. You know, Olimar, we need to get one of your kids in the Smashers too!"

Olimar smiled. "I'm afraid it might be quite a while before that happens. I don't think either Robbie or Anna will be Smasher material for quite a long while, if at all. Robbie's only 12!"

Bowser nodded. "I guess that's fair. Your oldest is much younger then my oldest."

They rounded a corner to see Samus wearing a red sweater with snowmen on it and a red hat with a white lining and tassel over her zero suit. She was sitting on a chair outside of the kitchen behind a table with plates full of cookies on them. The kids were already eating cookies. Ness, Popo, Toon Link and Tetra were already going back for seconds.

Olimar waved as they approached.

"Hey Samus!" said Bowser.

"Hey Bowser! Hey Olimar! You want some cookies?" said Samus.

"Don't mind if I do!" said Bowser, grabbing a few. Olimar carefully picked one up. He'd have to decontaminate it later so that he could eat it. Oxygen was poisonous after all. It looked delicious though.

"So, how's the Christmas thing going? It's the first year you're celebrating it, right?" asked Bowser.

"Interesting, gotta say," said Samus. "Its so different from all of the Chozo holidays. Its….more bombastic. They have lights and trees and there's even some lore behind it too. Apparently, there's this old guy with a sled pulled by deer who gives out free presents to good kids. Did you know, they have songs for this holiday?"

"Really?" asked Olimar.

"Yeah. Lots of them too. My favorite is…uh…the uh…Silver Bowls one."

"Silver Bells!" came a female voice from within the kitchen.

"Right. Thanks, Skylark!" called Samus.

"She likes Jingle Bell Rock too!" came a different female voice.

"Yeah, that's the other good one," said Samus. "By the way, Cordelia, we need more cookies! The kids just got here!"

"On the way!" said Cordelia.

"They got you on cookie duty?" asked Olimar.

"They're the ones baking the cookies. I'm just here to hand them out," said Samus. She turned back towards the kitchen door. "Bowser and Olimar are here! Say hello!"

"MERRY CHRISTMAS YA FILTHY ANIMALS!" came a yell from a male voice in the kitchen.

"AND A HAPPY NEW YEAR!" yelled another male voice.

Bowser and Olimar looked at Samus, confused.

"It's a quote from a movie or something," said Samus with a shrug. "Packrat and Scrapper have been yelling it all day long."

"YIPPIE KI YAY!" Packrat and Scrapper yelled in unison.

"Another movie reference," explained Samus. "The Dying Hard one. We watched it last night. That one was really good. Better than the one with the cheap old guy and the three ghosts."

"Die Hard is NOT a Christmas movie!" protested Skylark.

"YES, IT IS!" said Packrat and Scrapper in unison.

Skylark said something barely audible amid the clatter of pans and ovens. Samus just shrugged.

"I dunno. It's been really cool to be a part of this stuff. I never knew what human culture was like for so many years, and yet here we are. I've already learned a ton. But all the same, I've been raised Chozo. I dunno if I can just let it all go."

"You don't have to," said Olimar. "You're part of both, right? Not just one or the other."

Samus nodded. "I guess you're right. Hmm. I'll have to give that one some thought."

Bowser gave her a thumbs up. "Good old Samus. Anyway, we're gonna go drop our stuff off back at our rooms. Have fun!"

Olimar waved back at Samus as they made their way back to the rooms, leaving Samus to continue distributing cookies. Olimar smiled. That was the beauty of Holiday Week. So many holidays. There really was something for everybody.

Some time later, Olimar dropped his bags near the pod he resided in while at Smash Mansion. It was a closed system which mimicked the helium environment of his planet. He dropped all of his bags and his cookie in the decontaminator and started it up. It would take some time before the oxygen was properly disposed of and it would be safe for him to work with.

He reached into a small locker outside of his pod. He had one more thing he didn't want to forget about. Olimar grabbed a package from inside and went off to find Bowser's room.

Olimar found Bowser coming out of his room with a package in his hand.

"Hey, Olimar! What's up?"

"I got you something," said Olimar.

"Oh really? I got you something too!" said Bowser, holding up a box. They exchanged the packages.

Olimar looked it over. It was a box of fine Dark Lands Chocolates.

"Oh! Pik Pik Carrot Cakes!" exclaimed Bowser. "The kids are gonna love this! Thanks!"

Olimar smiled. "My wife loves these! Thank you so much!"

The Hocotacian pilot put the box down next to him and straightened his back as he looked up to his much larger friend, as Bowser put the box of cakes on a table just inside his room.

"Hey Bowser!" said Olimar. Bowser turned around, a quizzical look on his face.

He extended his hand.

"Happy Great Peace Day, Bowser!" said Olimar.

Bowser smiled and reached out to shake his hand. "Happy Harvest Festival, Olimar!"

Hope you enjoyed the holiday special! Hope you all have a wonderful holiday!