Santa Paws 2: The Santa Pups Page #7
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Hold still, Eddy.
You're shaking too much.
You're gonna have to cut back
on the Christmas cookies this year.
Hello, ladies.
You haven't happened to see
a Mrs. Claus around here, have you?
- Eli!
"Oh!
Mrs. Claus,
I got Eddy with me, too.
Hi, Mrs. Claus!
I'm down here.
And we're gonna bust you outta here.
-- Good!
But we don't have
enough magic in my crystal,
so we're gonna do it old school.
Stand back, everyone!
A dollar.
$2.
Penny, nickels...
Count to yourself,
you're confusing me.
Nickel.
Quarter...
Eli, you think this is gonna work?
Of course.
I saw it on a TV Western.
Fella was a cowboy who talked like this
and had a horse.
What in the blazes is going on?
Oh!
Hey-
Oh! Whoa!
Who are you?
I'm Eli, Santa's head elf.
You may recall you once asked
for a cowboy outfit
and a cap gun when you were nine.
You remember that, Andy?
How'd you know that?
Oh, Sheriff.
I'm so sorry about the damage,
but something's
gone very wrong in Pineville
that I needed to get out of this cell.
So, toodle-loo.
Remember to stay on the nice list.
- Come on, Eddy.
- I've been nice.
Hey, hey. Wait! Wait! Wait!
What about me? Hey! Hey! Hey!
Noble, Hope, Charity, Jingle.
What are you guys doing down here?
Who is this elf dog?
No, I'm not an elf dog.
My name is Baxter
and I'm from right here in Pineville.
Baxter should be an honorary elf dog.
He saved us from the pound
and we are proud to call him a friend.
You mean you didn't
come down from the North Pole
as part of a rescue party?
I'm afraid not.
Then how did you get here?
Well, it's a bit of a story, Comet.
But right now, we need your help.
We need to locate Mrs. Claus.
The Sheriff took her away.
And now, we're up for sale.
Eli, do you have any idea
what's going on?
No, Mrs. Claus,
we haven't been able to figure it out.
It all happened so fast.
It's as though someone
wished for Christmas to go away.
And then, poof, there it went.
Wait a sec.
What did you just say?
Which part?
About the wish.
Oh, I was just saying
that Christmas vanished so fast,
it's as if somebody wished
for it to go away.
But who would make such a wish?
I did.
I didn't mean to, really.
But I did.
I wished that
Christmas Spirit would go away.
But I didn't think
But who would grant that wish?
None of us who have magic crystals.
Well, Mrs. Claus,
there's something else you should know.
The Santa Pups stowed away on your
sleigh and my crystal is missing.
We think they have it.
The pups must have granted
Carter's wish.
They have to reverse the wish
before it's too late.
I wish Christmas Spirit
would come back.
Carter, my friend.
I wish it was that easy.
Unfortunately,
the Santa Pups granted the wish,
so they're the only ones
that can reverse it.
We need to find them.
And fast.
Yes, and in the meantime,
we have to find some way to stop
the Christmas Flu from spreading.
We need to boost Spirit back up.
I got an idea.
We can do what Mommy used to do.
You mean the Christmas show?
The show inspired the whole town.
Sarah, that is a great idea.
Eli, you and Eddy,
go get the reindeer.
They're in Mr. Miller's barn
right at the edge of town.
And the Santa Pups might be there.
Right.
- Eddy, come on.
- Ladies.
- Uh-huh?
- Mmm-hmm?
I want you to go turn on
every single radio in this town.
"Reindeer for sale."
This must be the place, Eddy.
Eli, what are you thinking?
Hang on. I'm rolling in hot!
Wait! The magic crystals won't work.
Eli, there's not enough power.
Who needs crystals? Yee-haw!
Hallelujah, it's the cavalry!
Guys, we're saved!
And we've got ice cream!
Well, that didn't go quite as planned.
Eddy and Eli!
Boy, are we happy to see you!
Okay, I'm just gonna
and granted a very bad wish.
Well, I'm not gonna say
you didn't cause a lot of trouble,
but we'll get to that later.
Right now, we have to reverse that wish
before it's too late.
This is private property.
What are you, reindeer rustlers?
Allow me to introduce us.
I'm Eli, and this is Eddy,
and we're Santa's head elves.
And we're here to save Christmas.
It's show time.
Hello, Pineville.
This is Carter.
And Sarah Reynolds,
broadcasting live over
87.9 XMAS, Pineville radio.
That's the Reynolds children,
and they're trying
to bring Christmas Spirit back.
And this is the
a tradition started
by our grandfather over 60 years ago.
And made special by our mom,
Michelle Reynolds.
My sister and I
are here to carry on the tradition.
I know you're all busy and
some of you may be feeling a bit sad.
But we need your help to bring
Christmas Spirit back to our town.
Well, you see...
This...
This is all my fault.
- Order. Come on.
- It's the law.
That's ridiculous.
You slipped and fell.
Order in the court!
This isn't even a neck brace!
It's an upside down doggy bed.
Can you believe him?
You were negligent
and didn't shovel the sidewalk.
After my mom
passed away, well,
it didn't feel like it
was right to celebrate.
So I did this.
Carter?
I don't know how, exactly,
but I did.
I made you all feel the way you do
because I wished that Christmas
Spirit would go away, and it did.
It's like a flu.
A Christmas Flu.
It spread from me to the people
I met, to the people they met.
And I know that
if my mother were here...
She'd want us all to be happy.
And celebrate Christmas
with the people we love.
And to remember her by keeping
the Spirit of Christmas alive in Pineville.
I love you, Dad.
You, too, son.
Yeah, come on.
This is dedicated to my daddy,
my brother and my mommy.
I love you.
Okay.
O, Holy Night
The stars are brightly shining
It is the night
of our dear Savior's birth
Long lay the world
In sin and error pining
Till he appeared
and the soul felt its worth
I don't know what got into me.
If there's anything I can do
to make up for my selfishness.
As a matter of fact,
Mr. Miller, there is.
Can you drive a sleigh?
For yonder breaks
A new and glorious morn
Fall on your knees
O, hear
The angel voices
O, night divine
O, night
When Christ was born
O, night divine
O, night
O, night divine
All right, let's go. Come on. Let's go.
Come on. Come on, boys.
Come on, here you go!
You're all free!
The King of Kings
Lay thus in lowly manger
In all our trials
Born to be our friend
Born to be our friend
O, fall on your knees
O, hear the angel voices
O, night divine
O, night divine
O, night
O, night divine
O, holy night,
the stars are brightly shining
O, night divine
O, night
O, night divine
- Come on, guys.
- Yay!
Mrs. Claus! Mrs. Claus!
Eli!
My darling pups,
I'm so glad you're safe.
We're really sorry, Mrs. Claus.
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