Farewell Mr. Kringle Page #8

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The kind of dog

that nobody wants to take.

Then he's the perfect

candidate.

Nobody even looks

at Todd here.

Well, I'll take him now.

- You're too late.

- He's gonna be put down tomorrow.

- What?

- On Christmas Eve? No!

Can't I just take him now?

- You can't.

- It's against the rules.

You're gonna have to come

back to the office.

- Okay, fine.

- I'll come to the office.

- Can I ride with you?

- That's against the rules too.

Please.

Please!

Okay. But it's worth more

than my job.

- Just for you.

- And for Todd.

- And for Todd.

- You're a good man.

- Hop in.

- Thank you!

Christmas...

Yes! Yes!

It's exciting!

Hey, cute dog.

- Oh, no, no, no.

- It's exciting.

Yes. So,

this is it, eh, old boy?

Give 'em one last show...

For old time's sake.

Mark, what on earth

are you doing here?

Well, this being

your last run,

I figured you could use

a chauffer.

Well, I... accept.

Mark...

My dear boy,

could you do me a favor?

Anything.

It's Christmas Eve,

and I expect

some of the children

will be with their families.

If there are none

waiting in the square,

just don't bother stopping.

- Just... keep on going.

- Sure, kris.

Anything you say.

"The top of the porch!

"To the top of the wall!

"Now, dash away, dash away,

dash away all."

Kris! Kris! Kris! Kris!

You really had me!

Kris, kris, kris, kris!

Thank you, thank you.

Ah, bless you.

Kris, kris, kris, kris!

Oh... thank...

Please, no.

Thank you, thank you!

Oh, goodness!

You mustn't.

- Go on, children, go on.

- Go on, go on, please.

Go on!

Excuse me!

Anna wahl,

the most famous blogger

around?

I am!

Sorry I'm late.

Traffic was a bear.

- Uh, because of you.

- No.

No. I can't take credit.

It's all about kris.

They want him to come back.

Oh, my goodness.

Look at all these people!

Hey, listen,

I figured it out.

What?

The meaning of Christmas.

- I missed you.

- I missed you too.

Oh! Ha ha ha!

Well... oh.

Santa's back!

I want you

to meet someone.

Oh ho ho aw...

Mark, Todd...

Wow. He's so...

- Homely?

- I was gonna say friendly.

Hey.

You know, he actually

reminds me a little bit

- of you.

- Oh, really?

- Not the homely part.

- He's got a good heart.

So do you and Todd have

any plans this Christmas Eve?

We actually

might just be free.

Really?

What a coincidence.

So am I.

So loyal readers,

before I close,

I'd like to put out

my own Christmas evite

to all the good citizens

of mistletoe, past and present.

If kris kringle has a special

place in your memory,

then join us tomorrow

in the square.

And remember once more

how wonderful it felt

when you still believed

in Santa claus.

Oh!

- Here they are.

- Oh!

Sorry that we made you wait.

There was a little bit

of a brouhaha

down at the toy shop.

They elves are...

Preparing to organize.

Thank you

for giving me away.

And for changing your mind.

Oh, the honor is mine,

my dear.

What kind of Santa

would I be

if I abandoned the children

at Christmas?

You make a lovely bride,

Annabelle.

Thank you.

- Shall we?

- Yes!

Who gives this woman

in marriage?

I do, Mr. mayor.

And who are you, sir?

Well, some call me

Santa claus.

Others say father Christmas

or Saint Nicholas.

Take your pick.

- Very well.

- I prefer plain old kris.

Now, who has the rings?

Oh, uh...

Oh, of course, I...

Oh. Here we are.

Ah.

Thank you.

You may kiss the bride.

- Whoo!

- Ah!

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