Turner Residence
Timmy, dressed as a Christmas Elf, watches the news as Chet Ubetcha closes his segment with a 'Merry Christmas' from atop a pile of gift wrapped fruit cakes, which he had tirelessly worked doing ever since Vicky came to babysit him while his parents were gone to do who know what on Christmas eve; he turns to finish wrapping up another fruit cake with a downcast expression, before kicking the finished wrapped fruit cake down the pile he sat on with an aggravate expression. "Ugh!" he sighed as the wrapped fruit cake he kicked tumbled down the pile and landed on the floor.
Cosmo and Wanda, posing as wrapped presents, hopped next to the pile while looking up at Timmy as he leapt off the pile to talk with his fairy godparents; Cosmo was the one to speak first, "What's wrong Timmy?" he asked his fairy godchild.
Once Timmy landed safely onto the floor next to his fairy godparents, he threw his arms out as he bemoaned his situation with an annoyed look. "Merry Christmas Cosmo?" he began to point out, "I bet he never had to spend a Christmas Eve with Vicky!"
"Hey!" Vicky announced herself as she walked into the living room with a towering armful of more brick fruitcakes, "Frosty the snow twerp." she said as she walked over next to Timmy, and held the fruitcakes over his head with a menacing gleeful look, "Got some more fruitcakes for you to wrap!" Vicky finished saying before dropping the entire load onto Timmy, burying the boy under the pile of fruitcakes.
While Vicky turned and left the living room, Cosmo and Wanda poofed out of their disguises and floated above the pile of fruitcakes; Wanda spoke up as she and Cosmo looked down worriedly at the pile of cakes Timmy was buried under, "Oh come on sport, cheer up!" she tried to encourage Timmy.
"I can't Wanda." Timmy said beneath the pile, before pulling himself out the top and looked in Wanda's direction. "Every Christmas Eve, I'm either stuck with Vicky, Ricky, or both at the same time!"
"I know!" Cosmo said in a cheerful manner as he poofed next to a different pile of unwrapped fruitcake bricks, all the while wearing a brick laying worker's outfit, and swiftly pieced all the brick fruitcakes together into an igloo. "Remember Last Christmas when she sold you and your friends as Ice sculptures?" He asked while now wearing an eskimo getup, and began fishing into a bucket next to the fruitcake igloo he made.
Timmy's eyes drifted in front of him, as his mind went back that very day.
Flashback
On the side of a nondescript roadway, Timmy, Chester and A.J. can be seen frozen inside ice, while above them was a sign written in red and green lettering that read 'Ice sculptures for sale'; Standing not far beside the three frozen boys was Vicky with a nasty smile as she stood and waited for a chump to pass by and buy the frozen 'sculptures'.
A van drove up with Ricky inside it, causing Vicky to drop her nasty smile and glare at the teen. "What do you want!?" she glared at Ricky with her hands on her hips.
Stepping outside his vehicle to look at what Vicky was selling, he smiled at Vicky as he glanced at the 'ice sculpture'. "I didn't know you were an artist! How much are they!?" he inquired from the other teen.
With an annoyed expression on her face, "Buzz off! I'm not selling to the likes of you!" she declared while stepping up to Ricky and yelling into his face with exaggerated sharp teeth of anger.
Before Vicky could protest any further, her view was fill with the sight of a fat wad of cash in Ricky's hand as he held it up in front of Vicky, "Shame, I suppose then I'll spend all this stack of cash elsewhere." he lamented, before pocketed the cash, with which Vicky's eyes trailed with onto.
"Hold it!" Vicky yelled as Ricky turned to leave, prompting him to turn and face Vicky once more. "I'll let you buy just one." she relented.
"Three." Ricky responded with a crisp tone of excitement, "I could use the three of them for my work place!" he said with cheer.
"Two for that stack of cash, I'm not budging any further." Vicky refuted back with an angered tone and annoyance as she crossed her arms and glared at Ricky.
"..." Ricky pursed his lips as he tapped his chin in thought, before snapping his fingers and pulling out two wads of cash, "How about two wads of cash for all three!" he propositioned with a cheerful demeanor.
Now stuck between choices, Vicky couldn't help but huff in anger as she threw her arms up in surrender, "Fine, they're all yours, just give me the cash!" she yelled in annoyance.
Handing the cash over without a care in the world, Ricky watched as Vicky left with wads of cash in hand; the teen then turned to look at the three boys with concerned looks as the boys shivered inside their frozen prisons, before shattering the sculptures they were once all frozen inside of.
"We're free!" The boys jumped in celebration.
"Who said you were free?" Ricky inquired with his arms now crossed, and an amused expression as he looked down at the boys. "I still paid for three…" Ricky's face then reddened in embarrassment at what he was about to say next, before coughing into his fist, "Erm, I mean, I still need to recoup the loss of paying for the ice sculptures you three were in, so I'm taking you all to work with me!" he declared with a nod to himself.
The boys looked between each other, before Timmy voiced what they were probably all gonna ask, "And why would we go work with you? We can all just go home!"
Ricky gave the three boys a chuckle of mirth, "You're getting paid. That's why!" he answered.
All three boys glanced at each other, before shrugging at each other; it was better than not getting paid to do Vicky's dirty work.
Present
Timmy blinked as his mind was brought back to himself from remembering a previous Christmas Eve that Cosmo brought up, he sighed to himself. "And that was just with Vicky that one time on Christmas Eve!" Timmy declared as he threw his arms up in exasperation, "and don't even get me started on the years before that one!"
"Ooh!" Cosmo said with excitement as he pulled a shark from out of the small bucket he was fishing in, before it smiled and chomped onto his head, "You mean the time Ricky took you and your friends for one massive campaign against the forces of Dimmsdale's mountain snowmen of evil?" Cosmo asked with his voice muffled inside the shark's mouth.
Timmy blinked once, before glaring at Cosmo. "I said don't remind me!" he yelled before his mind drifted off to a flashback memory.
Wanda floated next to her husband with an amused smile, and raised her wand to poof the shark away, before magically poofing the fruitcake igloo back to a normal pile; she glanced Timmy's way, "And what about the time Both Vicky and Ricky-"
"Alright, I get it!" Timmy shouted in annoyance while flailing his arms above his head, and walked to look outside the front window of his home with a downcast look, "Every Christmas Eve, my parents are out shopping." he begins to explain as he walks back away from the window, "And I'm stuck here with either Vicky or Ricky!" he exclaimed as he passed by his fairy godparents floating in the air.
With a happy expression now, Timmy continued to walk and approach the calendar placed on the wall of the living room, its day being on the twenty fourth of December, "But it's worth it!" Timmy says as he reaches up to tear the page of the calendar to show the next day, "Because tommorrows Christmas!"
Timmy's body shook with excitement as he clenched his hands, and threw them up in celebration, "The Greatest day ever!"
"Incoming!" Wanda warns as she and her husband float next to Timmy, before both poof out of sight and reappear as Christmas stockings above the fireplace.
Arriving in with a fork lift that was carrying a massive block of a fruitcake, Vicky has a nasty look on her face as she smiles in glee. "Final one!" she declares as she backs the forklift and causes the massive brick of a fruitcake to fall off the fork lift and fall flat onto Timmy. Both Cosmo and Wanda look on with worry for Timmy in the meanwhile as they pose as Christmas stockings.
Breaking himself from out of the side of the massive brick fruit cake, Timmy walks out with a squire piece of the cake on his torso as he throws his arms up in exasperation, "What are even these gifts for?" he asked while placing his hands against his sides with an angered look.
"Nobody!" Vicky responds with a smile as she uses a shovel to lift a few of the wrapped fruitcake up, and throw them into the fireplace, "I just like making you work!" she explained as the fruitcakes caused the fire to increase in size, causing Cosmo and Wanda to lift themselves up in their disguise, lest they get burned from the fire.
As the fire consumes the wrapped fruitcakes within the fireplace, a bag is dropped onto it from the chimney, and putting the fire out in the meanwhile; Timmy's mom was the next to drop down through the chimney and land onto the bag she dropped down through the chimney, her expression was that of a smile and joy. "Merry Christmas Timmy!" She greets her son as she walks out from the fireplace.
The next to drop down through the chimney was Timmy's dad, "We're ho-ho-home!" he added to the greeting, both then stand next to each other and laughed and hugged each other by the shoulder; little lights lit up on their Christmas sweaters of moving reindeer and Santa in his sled across their sweaters.
Walking up to the parents with a smile of her own, "Merry Christmas Mr and Mrs Turner!" she greets, then clasps her hands and gives Timmy's mom and dad an innocent smile while leaning her head on her clasped hands, "Is it time for my Christmas bonus?" she asked them.
"Yup!" Timmy's dad said with his finger up and smiled down at Vicky, "This year you get to go home early!" he declared, while Timmy seized the moment by wheeling in a dolly, and transported a stock still surprised Vicky to the front door, "Bye Vicky!" Timmy's mom said as Timmy wheeled vicky to the front door and threw her out into the front yard, before shutting the door.
"Vicky's gone!" Timmy began to celebrate as he jumped up into the air in cheer while breaking the cube of fruitcake that encased his torso in the meanwhile as well as popping off his christmas elf costume, before landing back on his feet in his normal clothes.
"And that means it's time to decorate the house!" Timmy's mom cheerfully declared as she walked up to a head sculpture, and lifted the top of the head up to reveal a button before pressing it. At the press of the button, all around the house, areas flipped around into Christmas themed furniture and decorations.
"All right!" Timmy said as he jumped in joy, and landed before walking up to his parents with a cheer in his step, "Tomorrow's Christmas!" he exclaimed, before standing in front of his parents and pointed up at them with a worried expression, "You don't have to work, or shop, or do anything that would make you bring Vicky or Ricky back here, right?" he asked his mom and dad with a hopeful smile.
"Nope!" Timmy's mom responded with a happy expression, all the while Timmy's dad that was behind her was pouring himself a glass of eggnog. "All we have to do tomorrow is be here with you!"
"And drink eggnog!" Timmy's dad leaned down over with a smile of his own, before downing some of his eggnog, prompting Timmy to deadpan at his dad. "I mean-" Timmy's dad begins to correct himself, "I mean be with you Noggy!" only further making Timmy look up at him with an annoyed look.