The Search for Santa Paws Page #5

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You don't hear Paws talking?

Don't you remember Ms Stout's

rules about singing?

lt's bemer to give than to receive

Lessons for you and me

Staying up late on Christmas Eve

Will there be presents for me?

No! You're not listening, Will!

There'll be laughter

There'll be song

We'll go carolling all night long

Believing in Christmas

makes it magic

Can't you see?

l do believe in Christmas

l believe in love

As sure as there is Santa

ringing sleigh bells up above

We do believe in harmony

ln family and good cheer

Throughout the year

Whenever there's hope in the air

Whenever we light the tree

Whenever there's love

in our prayers

That's Christmastime for me

Whenever l hear a Christmas song

l wanna get up and sing

Wherever there's love

l sing along

And find some bells to ring

There'll be laughter

There'll be song

We'll go carolling all night long

Believing in Christmas

makes it magic

Can't you see?

For you and me

l do believe in Christmas

l believe in love

As sure as there is Santa

ringing sleigh bells up above

We do believe in harmony

ln family and good cheer

Throughout the year

Throughout the year

l do believe in Christmas

l believe in love

As sure as there is Santa

ringing sleigh bells up above

We do believe in harmony

ln family and good cheer

And good cheer

We do believe in Christmas

Throughout the year

What is going on in here?

Willamina, who brought a puppy in here?

lt was me, Ms Stout.

l found Paws.

Nice ty, Quinn,

but l don't believe you.

Don't think l don't know who

the ringleader of this circus is.

Willamina, come with me!

Well, that's a pretty gem.

No, don't! Not my cystal!

And the rest of you,

clean up this mess

and take off those

ridiculous dresses, now!

Well, l hope you enjoy each other's

company here in the pitch-black.

Tomorrow, the mutt goes to the pound.

What is that, a Christmas decoration?

No!

What are my rules about

Christmas decorations?

My mom gave that to me!

Please give it back!

No! Now, get upstairs before

you end up in the basement, too!

Scoot!

Why don't l believe

ln happiness and dreams?

And where do l belong?

Where did it go wrong?

Who will come and rescue me?

Don't give up, Will.

All you have to do is believe.

Evemhing's going to be OK.

l can understand you, Paws.

You do believe in Christmas, after all!

l do believe in Christmas

l believe in love

As sure as there is Santa

Ringing sleigh bells up above

We do believe in harmony

ln family

And good cheer

Throughout the year

lt's just not like Bud to be so late.

Well, l don't think we can

hold them back much longer.

l'd better go check on him.

Bud?

Bud, are you OK?

It's almost 9.15.

My apologies, Kate.

l'm feeling a tad under

the weather this morning.

Oh, no.

Oh, Bud! Thank goodness.

ABC wants to do a quick interview

with you on your break today.

- Well, l'll do my best, Mr Huckle.

- All right.

James! Call an ambulance!

Good morning, Paws.

Paws? Paws!

Paws!

What's with all the dramatics?

What? You want me to take a

stuffed toy dog to the pound?

Can't do that.

Where did the puppy go?

Did you let him escape?

- No!

- You give me that dog!

- Give it! You give it!

- No! Let go of him! No, stop!

We're here at New York General

with a stoy that is spreading

throughout the globe. An unknown store

Santa Claus from Hucklebuckle Toys

who became a beacon

of light this holiday season

is now clinging to life

in a Manhattan hospital.

lf you know his identity,

please call James or Kate Huckle

at Hucklebuckle Toys in Manhattan.

l don't know what happened.

l woke up and all that

was there was that stuffed dog.

The map shows Santa's in the park.

He looks like Santa...

but he's definitely not Santa.

Augustus.

Hello.

l'm Eli, Santa's head elf,

and this is Eddy.

Great, now l'm seeing elves.

What are you guys,

from the North Pole?

Yes, we are.

You just talked, didn't you?

Well, sure l did. l'm an elf dog.

Well, Gus.

You finally have lost it.

- That's Santa's cystal!

- That explains the beard.

The magic of Santa's cystal

has been changing you.

- Where did you get this?

- This old guy, he got hit by a taxi.

He gave me his suitcase

and this cystal.

No?

l took both of them,

but l feel terrible about it.

Eddy...

...without Santa's magic cystal,

he could become mortal...

and eventually...

We've got to find him before it's

too late. Do you know where he is?

No. But look, look! l do know

where there's some reindeer.

Come on, l'll show you!

Over here, over here, right here. Ta-da!

Eli? Eddy, is that you?

lt most certainly is.

We're here to rescue you all!

Hallelujah! We've been so worried.

Santa's lost his cystal

and is in grave danger.

We need you all to stand by the sleigh,

ready to fly at a moment's notice.

l'm afraid we're all too weak.

We need something to eat.

We need to find eggnog, gingerbread

cookies, fruitcake, things like that.

l know a place! l'll take care of them!

Where are you going?

That's where Paws is.

He's our only hope now.

l'll go get the food!

Come on, Eddy!

Thank you.

Next stop:
Staten Island!

Mery Christmas, girls.

l'm Eli, and this is Eddy.

We're Santa's elves from the North Pole.

Thank goodness you're here.

Paws was here, but l woke up and

all that was there was a stuffed toy.

- A stuffed toy? His cystal!

- Did it come off?

Yes! Ms Stout took it off him and

we don't know where either of them are.

We have to find both fast

and put his cystal back on

- before his life force runs out.

- Hury! Go!

- OK, OK.

- Go! Hury!

Comet, l'm here

to report back to you.

l met 122 possible Santa Clauses

and all of them are clearly impostors.

- But l did find one who...

- Hey!

You guys!

l got evemhing l could find.

Hello, sir. l'm here on official

North Pole business.

Hey, me too! l'm Gus,

l'm a North Pole helper.

- Mr Gus. l'm Jimmy.

- How ya doin', Jimmy?

Hey, Jimmy, where did you

get that pin? That's Santa's!

That's what l was about to tell you!

He gave me this!

Wait a second, if you've seen Santa

Claus, we'd better get you to the elves.

Hey, you guys eat up!

Come on, Jimmy! We'll be right back.

Oh, my goodness!

Hang on, Paws! l'm coming!

l found the cystal,

but Paws wasn't there!

Come on!

- Quinn!

- l have to save Paws!

Turn the power off!

Come on, Quinn.

Get out.

OK, OK.

There's still life force in him.

lt's really good to see you, Paws.

Eli! Eddy!

Thank goodness you're here!

We have to find Santa.

We have to get him his cystal back.

Come on, let's go!

- l'll knock.

- Come on, open up!

Eli, Eddy. This is Jimmy.

He thinks he's seen...

Santa Claus.

- He gave me this!

- Santa's pin!

- He's at Hucklebuckle Toys!

- We know where that is!

- Girls, get your coats!

- OK, come on, Quinn.

Check it out, guys.

That's Paws. We found him!

Get in the car.

In the car!

OK.

- l better get home.

- Mission accomplished, Jimmy.

- We'll take it from here.

- l better give you this pin back.

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