Witch Luz X Human Amity. Lumity Fanfiction

What happened to Santa on the Christmas Special?

Good question title, what did happen to Santa Claus on the Christmas Special? Thank you to BreannaDavis664 for following to figure out what happened. Here you go;

When Luz was taken to Santa's weird house thing again, the witch was the first to wake up after being knocked out. She shook her head violently, wanting the tiredness to wear off. She looked around the room, no Amity in sight. 'Good. I would've murdered him if he touched my human..'

Luz felt her wrists behind her back, rolling her eyes and getting up. She jumped over her hands, biting off the trashy rope that wasn't even tied on properly. "Hi Ms.Luz."

The witch perked up, looking to her left and by her feet. "Braxus, you alright?"

"I'm fine. Why isn't Krampus here?"

"Well I'm saving you this year buddy, again." Luz said, untying the little witch. "Then again, I expected you to be in bed at the moment."

"I got a book from Krampus last night. I couldn't sleep and had to read it Ms.Luz."

The older witch helped him up, going around the room to untie the other caught kids. "Since you're up, think you can help me out?"

He shrugged. "What were you thinking Ms.Luz?"

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"Stay quiet, he's right there.."

The Fenrir looked around, sniffing the air and looking to the right. He nudged Luz, picking up his paw and pointing towards the door. "Good boy Braxus." Luz whispered, patting his head.

His tail wagged swiftly, Luz looking out of the room. "I'll handle him, you get everyone else out alright?"

He nodded, making sure the rope was still tied on to the makeshift sled. Luz stepped out of the room, heading to the front door and waving him over. He trotted slowly, the sled like object skidding on the wood floor behind him. The witch picked the lock, opening the door quietly.

She took off her jacket and scarf, placing them on the more younger witches and helping push the sled on to the snow. "I'll see you next Tuesday for the weekly reading, have a nice break Braxus."

He nuzzled her gently before heading off in to the forest with the sled in tow. "Whatcha doing?"

"Ah cruddlesticks.." Luz muttered, her ears drooping down.

"Spent 3 hours catching those kids.."

"And I spent 4 house being stuck with you. Know how boring that is?"

He snarled, pulling her back inside and slamming the door behind her. "I remember you now..That witch who was here last year, taking the kids from me and me gold!"

Luz pat herself down, fixing her hair a bit. "Yeah I remember, nose still hurt?"

He slapped her, the witch keeping her ground. "Ye owe me snails. Hundreds of em."

"Where's your gold?"

"In me pocket, ye'll never get it." He said, patting his thigh.

"Do you have a staff?"

"Every witch does ye idiot."

"Where is it?"

"By the door– Why am I telling you this? I gotta sell you to help me out of jail." He snarled.

Luz walked past him, taking the black staff and kicking the door open. "Up for a goose chase?"

"Why you little–"

Luz rushed outside, hopping on the staff. But to her dismay, Santa grabbed on from the back and was attempting to get on. Luz stood up on it, steadying herself as she went to the front of the staff, right beside the Palisman. "Chance I might die. But I'm up for it." Luz mumbled under her breath.

The witchling summoned her scroll, turning around and taking a picture of his home before putting it away. Santa climbed on, panting heavily as he was a tad bit overweight. Luz leaned to the right a bit, the staff changing directions and heading for Bonesborough. "From this hight you'll splat..It'll be a nice sound.."

"Don't think you'll be able to hear it if it's you falling." Luz snickered.

"Rudolph, ye better drop her.." He hissed, nudging his staff with his foot.

"No no, I'll do it myself." Luz said, a sack now in her hand. "Have a nice day Santa." Luz saluted, hopping off the staff.

He felt his pockets, all four empty. Luz, the now alot smaller Roc, blew raspberry at him. He sat down on his staff, grumbling something about teens being idiots and rude. Santa clapped, a possibly stolen staff poofing in front of him.

He drew a circle with it, aiming at Luz before firing. He hit her back, the Roc ignoring it and continuing to fly to Bonesborough, closing her claw tightly. 'You know, this would be a nice place for a date ignoring the neighbors.'

She tucked her wings in, putting the sack in her mouth, running through the thick forest, Santa following her from above. Luz halted, switching forms and burrowing down. Santa cursed, pointing down with the extra staff and firing. Luz came back out, running on all fours, a bigger Fenrir, except boy were her claws sharp.

Luz shook her head violently, picking up the pace, looking around for something to use to possibly murder a person. "You'll never escape!"

"I DID LAST YEAR LOSER!" Luz shouted.

Cliff coming up, perfect. Luz picked up the pace, jumping down, switching forms and flying to the town. Santa accelerated, Luz flying up to the second tallest building, landing on it and skidding to the side. Her talons digged in to the concrete, the Roc spreading her wings.

Santa landed beside her, aiming his staff at her; "Any last words?"

"Can I keep the gold?"

"No. You can't."

"Oh. Do you have any last words?"

A small thud ensued behind him, Luz getting pretty excited, pulling her talons back and nearing Santa. "You hurting my kids?"

"Krampus. Happy holidays.."

"Can I do it?" Luz asked, putting her wing on Santa's shoulder.

"Sure. This'll be your gift."

"Wha– But I wanted a human.."

"She's asleep. Are you going to do it or am I?"

Luz quickly pushed Santa off the roof, grabbing his staff with her talon, switching back. "Bye!!"

She looked up at Krampus, the male patting her head. "Atta girl. Thanks for doing my job again this year."

"It was fun! Can you just make sure Braxus gets home safely this year?"

He nodded, jumping from roof to roof, Luz pumping her fist. 'Amity was my present. Think I'll take her out on a date later..' Luz thought, hearing a small splat.

She smiled slightly, knowing very well Santa might not be here next year..