Santa Paws 2: The Santa Pups Page #4

If I was missing my two front teeth,

imagine how bad

my singing would sound.

Now, that's a totally scary thought.

Watch this, Pups.

I wish that girl had her two front teeth.

Whoa!

- What?

- Your teeth.

They just grew in.

Oh, my goodness!

Let's go show Mom.

Mom, Mom, look!

My teeth grew in!

This is so easy! I knew we were

ready for crystals of our own.

I could do this all daylong.

It's so extremely fun.

Well, come on, then,

let's keep granting wishes.

Santa! Eli!

What is it, Eddy?

My crystal collar is missing.

Now, at first,

I thought Ellis and Elpert

were playing one of their elf pranks,

but no, it's definitely gone.

We would never play an elf prank

with your magic crystal.

Hmm.

Ellis, let's do a location

search on Eddy's crystal.

You got it, Santa.

There it is.

Right in the heart of Pineville.

Has anyone seen the Santa Pups?

They're taking mischief

to a whole new level today.

We can't find them anywhere.

Their mother's getting worried.

My professional guesstimation

is those rascals decided

to borrow my crystal

and then hitch a sleigh ride

to Pineville with Mrs. Claus.

I'm sure Mrs. Claus

has everything under control.

I hope they're okay

and not causing any trouble down there.

I'm wiped and starving.

Let's call it a night.

This is so stupid!

Those boys sure look like

they could use some help.

I'm sick and tired

of all this Christmas stuff.

You shouldn't think that way, Carter.

Kids at the orphanage

don't have parents

to get them presents every year.

They should have a chance

to be happy, too.

What's everyone so happy about?

What are they saying?

Something about

everybody being so happy.

- That sounds good.

- Come on, Pups.

If there's a wish here,

we should grant it.

I wish all this Christmas Spirit

would just go away!

Wait, stop, Noble.

Don't grant that wish!

What just happened?

Hey, Emmett.

I'm sorry. I shouldn't have

blown up at you like that.

- Emmett?

- Don't worry about it.

I mean, you're right,

Christmas is pretty ridiculous

when you think about it.

Well, yeah, I guess.

Come on, let's just get

this wagon thing over with, then.

You know what?

I'm gonna head home.

But I can't pull this wagon by myself.

Whatever.

We'll tell Mr. Miller

we were robbed or something.

Unless you want to keep

all the stuff to ourselves.

What? What are you saying?

We can't take toys from orphans.

See ya.

Emmett, where are you going?

Emmett!

I think we made

a very big mistake, Pups.

What did we do?

Eddy never told us

how to reverse a wish.

That's because Eddy said we weren't

ready for our own crystals, remember?

Why did I let you guys

talk me into this?

Seriously, I hope you're kidding.

I think we better find Mrs. Claus.

She'll know what to do.

Look, Pups. The boy is leaving.

We can't lose him until we fix this.

Hope's totally right.

We better move quick.

Oh!

I'm sorry, Mayor Denny!

That's quite all right, there, Carter.

Next time,

watch where you're going!

Sorry. I didn't mean to!

No, I don't think

we need a Christmas tree.

Well, I've never seen

those pups before.

Hey, pups!

You need any help?

Strays are a menace to this town.

Those pups are going to the pound.

Hey, I haven't seen you pups before.

Are you new in town?

We're the Santa Pups

from the North Pole.

I'm Noble and these are my sisters,

Hope, Jingle and Charity.

Oh, my gosh,

is your father Santa Paws?

Yes, he is.

Do you know our dad?

All dogs know about Santa Paws.

Christmas is my favorite time of year.

In Pineville,

it's everyone's favorite time of year.

Well, what do we have here?

I believe I have a puppy treat

or two on me. Look at that.

Yuck. What is that?

You wouldn't happen to have

a candy cane, would you?

We're starving!

Come here.

Let's put a lid on all this barking!

I'm not barking, I'm talking.

Oh, no!

He can't understand us.

Remember?

Eddy taught us that people can only

understand North Pole animals

if they, like, truly believe in

Christmas. He must not believe.

He definitely believes in Christmas.

Think of him as,

you know, a giant elf.

That's quite the little sparkler

you have there now, isn't it?

I'm going to have to confiscate

this pretty little collar.

'Scuse me, you cannot take that.

We have to give it back to Eddy.

- Hey! What are you doing?

- What is going on?

Whoa!

What are you doing?

It seems it'll be Christmas

in the pound for all you pups.

What's going on here?

-Help!

-Oh, my gosh!

Oh! And here's Carter now.

Hey, you missed dinner.

We were worried about you.

Hey, say hello to Mrs. Cane.

We're hoping

she's gonna be our new nanny.

Yes, well... Hello, Carter.

What's up, Carter?

You look beat.

I had to drag the wagon full of toys

to Mr. Miller's barn by myself.

Well, why don't we get some of my

world-famous meatloaf in you?

And we can all decorate the tree.

That'll help brighten your mood.

Dad, I'm too beat

to help with the tree.

Can you guys

just do it without me?

Yeah, sure.

To be honest with you, I'm a little tired.

It is getting late.

But, Daddy, you said we were

going to decorate the tree tonight.

It's just a tree.

It'll still be here tomorrow.

Why don't you go on up to bed?

Daddy, it's dark out.

Maybe Mrs. Cane can stay

for a sleepover in the guest room.

Oh, no. It's fine.

It's no trouble. Right, Daddy?

Yeah, sure.

There's enough space.

Great.

Well, guys, this is my place.

It's luxury.

Three meals a day,

double beds over there,

doggy toys,

rubber balls, hula hoops.

In the cage.

In the cage, in the cage. Let's go!

Uh...

Get in there.

Why are you

putting them in the cage?

You never put anyone in the cage.

Quit your barking.

And, Baxter,

you stay out of the way,

or you'll be joining 'em.

You hear me?

I'm sorry, Pups.

This has never happened before.

You have to help us. I mean, like,

seriously, why is your human so mean?

He's usually so nice.

I don't get it.

Maybe he had some bad eggnog

or something.

It must have been

extremely bad eggnog.

So, what brought you guys to Pineville?

We came here to prove

we're ready for our own magic crystals.

But we made a big mistake.

And if we don't get that collar back

and find Mrs. Claus soon,

Christmas could be in big trouble.

Christmas? In big trouble?

Mrs. Cane?

Yes, dear?

I'm worried. Carter doesn't want to

do anything for Christmas.

Oh.

Well, I think he's just

a little under the weather right now.

I think he has a little Christmas Cold.

A Christmas Cold?

How do we make it better?

It's like any other cold,

you just help them through it.

By feeding them soup and cocoa?

That's partly it.

But a Christmas Cold is special.

It takes a special kind of treatment

to make it better.

Like what?

Like, instead of soup...

Give him a hug

Instead of medicine...

Give him lots of love

Instead of a tissue...

Give him Christmas cheer

Yes, this is a sickness

that is centuries old

It's a feeling that makes us

lose faith and hope, dear

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