Santa Buddies: The Legend of Santa Paws Page #3

---

- No problemo, dude.

- We'll see about that, dawg.

Why is he in such a huff?

I don't know, dawg.

He be trippin', for shizzle.

Wowzers, dude.

You don't have to talk like B-Dawg.

Isn't that how ordinary puppies talk?

Dude, only B-Dawg talks like that.

Oh. So, what are you doing... dude?

Just chillaxing with a mud bath, dude.

Dude, can I give it a roll?

Now what are we gonna do, dude?

Let me show you my sweet pad, dude.

This is the cleanest room in the house.

Strictly off limits.

Dude!

Is it normal for mud to feel itchy?

No, dude! Don't do it!

Whoa! How'd you do that, dude?

I don't know. It just happens, dude.

Dude...

Dudette, where are you?

What's up? Alice is about

to give me a new Christmas outfit.

Oh, no. What happened to you?

Someone played a dirty trick on me.

You've gotta hang with Puppy Paws now.

I have to wear this clean coat

as punishment.

Later, dudenator.

So, what sweet stuff

are we going to do, dudette?

Oh, brother.

Awesome, and I'll call you "sis".

I've never had a sis before.

Or a brother. This is gonna be epic!

Rosebud! Where are you?

Like, wait here. I'll be back

with a whole new Christmas look.

Wow! Like, that should be fun.

Hey, Rosebud.

You're gonna love this, Rosebud.

So, what do you think?

You're right. What was I thinking?

Accessories!

Hang on. I'll be right back.

What's taking so long?

You startled me.

- That's your new Christmas look?

- You don't like it?

I think it's totally fetch.

I like it,

but it's not very Christmassy.

What could be

more Christmassy than this?

Om... Om...

- Om...

- Excuse me!

Rosebud sent me.

She was, like, totally freaking out

about her Christmas makeover.

Well, it's time for meditation.

This Buddha statue

came from the Ming Dynasty,

over 600 years old. Very sacred.

So, like, how do we do

this "meditate" stuff?

We simply sit and breathe.

A clear mind is developed

through meditation.

- Om...

- Om...

Om...

My Buddha statue!

It's a snowman,

very Zen in the North Pole.

Hello?

Anyone here?

Yes?

Hi. Um...

My son would like a puppy for Christmas.

Ha!

Well, then,

you've come to the right place.

Quiet!

- Where are the puppies?

- They're hiding.

They'll come out

if they know what's good for 'em.

This is the one.

She's perfect. I'll take her.

That's $300.

I thought the puppies were free for

adoption. We'll give her a loving home.

- Take good care of her.

- You're wasting your breath.

That doesn't matter to me.

I just want the $300.

It's for my son for Christmas.

He's sick.

A puppy might be just

what he needs to brighten his spirits.

I have $50.

No money, no mutt.

If you can find it in your heart...

Ha!

- Dudes, where's Buddha?

- Buddha's always on time,

whereas I'm only on time at dinnertime.

I sent Puppy Paws over to Buddha's.

I thought he might be the only one

with the patience to handle him.

That "being one

with the universe" stuff...

So powerful.

And being present,

not just giving presents, is so Zen.

- So, how'd it go?

- I lost it.

What's the "it," Zen Master?

My temper! That's the "it" I lost, OK?

Hey, I know something

that ordinary puppies always do.

- Play Hide-and-Go-Seek.

- Hide-and-Go-Seek? What's that?

You close your eyes

and count down from 12 while we hide.

When you finish counting,

you yell really loud,

"Ready or not, here I come!"

And you start looking for us, got it?

Yo, BFFing dudes,

that sounds like mad,

gnarly fun for shizzle! Namaste.

Oh, brother.

Twelve drummers drumming,

eleven pipers piping...

Everyone go in a separate direction

and meet behind the stump.

Eight maids a-milking,

seven swans a-swimming.

Six geese a-laying, five golden rings.

Two turtle doves,

and a partridge in a pear tree.

That's twelve!

Here I come!

I called you to this stump meeting

to discuss Puppy Paws

and what we are going to do with him.

This game isn't so hard.

Puppy Paws actually thinks

that I'm buying that his pop is Santa.

I'm not even shopping, yo.

That dude got me

in some serious doo-doo.

I had the humiliation of wearing

a clean coat for the entire day.

If he's Santa Paws' son,

why'd he get me in more trouble,

rather than helping me

get off the naughty list?

And you should have seen what he did

to me. It was a fashion disaster.

But I was just trying to be like them.

Wait a second, Buddies.

We all have our own karma.

Puppy Paws is not responsible

for me losing my center.

To find faults in him,

we're really just

finding faults in ourselves.

The Zen dude is correctamundo.

He was only trying to fit in.

Oh!

I was only jealous

'cause the dawg schooled me

in the hip-hop battle.

I guess I ate myself

onto the naughty list.

It's my responsibility

to get myself off, not Puppy Paws'.

We should be ashamed of ourselves.

Poor Puppy Paws

doesn't have any brothers or sisters.

I couldn't imagine not having you guys.

Let's embrace Puppy Paws

with compassion.

Where did the dude go?

The Christmas icicle is almost gone.

I wouldn't believe it

if I didn't see it with my own eyes.

When Puppy Paws left,

the icicle started melting even faster.

If we don't find Puppy Paws, Christmas

as we know it will be lost forever.

All right. Come on. Come on.

Sniff, sniff. All right, let's go.

All right now.

Ah, come on.

Quiet!

Come on, come on.

All right.

Yeah, you won't be needing

this anymore.

In you go.

"Property of the North Pole?"

Very, very funny.

What is this place?

The pound is where they put

us dogs that no one cares about.

No one cares about you?

- What's your name?

- They call me Tiny,

because I'm the smallest

of all the puppies.

I'm Puppy Paws. What's with that guy?

Did he get

coal in his stocking or something?

He lost his Christmas spirit.

No one cares about Christmas anymore.

We do.

The hope for a Christmas miracle

is all we have.

Every night I look up

And pray that someone sees

The sadness in these lonely eyes

And shares his love with me

As the night grows colder

We really need to find

A way to heal the hope we've lost

We really need a sign

We need to know

That there are Christmas miracles

This year

Good job.

Now make a wish and we'll turn it on.

I wish that Santa

would get my letter.

Here we go.

We need to know

That there are Christmas miracles

Somewhere in our hearts

Somewhere in our souls

We need to feel

The love, the hope and the cheer

The magic in this time of year

We need a Christmas miracle

A Christmas miracle

This year

I had no idea.

Thank you, Tiny. Thank you.

- Magicometer.

- Magicometer.

Well, did you find any way

of boosting the power?

The boys have modified the E.L.F.

compressor with the magicometers

and gotten a little more power

with the spiriters.

We have great news!

I think we know where Puppy Paws is.

Fernfield, Washington.

In search of a pup

named Budderball.

You know how he was saying

he just wanted to be an ordinary pup?

Santa Claus? Santa Paws? You OK?

Please, bring back Puppy Paws

Rate this script:0.0 / 0 votes