The following never actually occurs, just for comedy purposes only. Of course, the jokes are probably far funnier for me since I know the characters far better, but maybe you’ll get a chuckle or two from it.

Snow falls over the city of Lecithin. Tile dances in the snow.

Rent looks annoyed, his shields are covered in Christmas decorations.

Willix watches from the window of his office.

Graider sips hot cocoa from his comfy seat.

Willix: I don’t have time for such a ridiculous holiday, I’m busy being an ass and planning things with my obviously ulterior motives. How’s someone supposed to be a bad guy with all this Christmas cheer?

Graider: Oh Willix, your untrustworthy attitude always brings me great amusement.

Willix: Sigh…I wonder if other villainous characters are having this kind of trouble…

Phil-domo has his head in his hands. Jack Houser is talking to him, wearing a Santa hat.

Jack: Ok, explain to me one more time why we can’t gather the High Council together and go Christmas caroling.

Phil-Domo: Well, firstly, you all have the attention span of a flea. I can’t take you anywhere without you guys destroying something.

He runs to a well decorated Christmas tree.

Ryan looks back at Jack.

Ryan: Sorry, but to set up this tree you need to be able to do this!

Ryan: Plus, I ripped this tree out of the ground by it roots and carried it here myself. Pure muscle power!

Jack: I could! I just don’t want to…

Kyler sits near the tree on the floor, plucking his guitar, playing Christmas carols.

Osmond stands close to Maggie.

Jack is still arguing with Ryan, but is interrupted by a loud yell from Osmond, followed by a smashing sound.

Maggie walks by, annoyed looking. Osmond is hanging from the ceiling.

Austin K and Timmy drink punch in the corner.

Austin K: Christmas would be cooler if it involved more wolves.

Timmy: Unfortunately, I don’t think Jesus had a lot of wolves…

Austin K: Whose to say Jesus wasn’t savior by day, werewolf by night?

Timmy: Huh…Guess that’s a possibility…If that was true, the bible would be one giant conspiracy…

Austin K: Werewolf Jesus…there’s a bible that wouldn’t disappoint…

Jaime walks in, dressed as Santa, carrying a big sack.

They all sit around opening gifts.

Phil-Domo: Uh…some of these gifts are very expensive…where did you get the money for all of this? Did you take from our treasury?

The door bursts open, and Graider walks in.

Graider: Okay, which one of you Grinches tried to steal my Christmas?

William has joined Kyler in singing Christmas carols in the corner.

Phil-Domo: Don’t question it…consider it a Christmas miracle.

The main character group are sitting around a big Christmas tree. Oscar opens up a present.

Oscar: A manual on how to play the game! Awesome, now I won’t need you guys to explain everything out to me!

Iricryo: That was getting kind of annoying, it was like some bad plot device used by a lazy writer to explain things to the readers.

Oscar: Your dagger lights on fire, I figured that would probably singe a holster pretty bad.

Iricryo opens his gift.

Oscar: God, Iricryo seems to switch rapidly from being a baby to being a tough rare-hunter.

Iricryo: Hey! Get off! Come on!

The Spidersilk Bandits  stand around in Sniper’s tower, drinking eggnog.

Kester: Such a good Christmas. Good thing nothing can happen to ruin our fun.

Sniper spots Graider charging at them in a sleigh armed to the teeth with weapons.