Drak The Halls

Christmas is Saved!

The more nutcracker soldiers Kim and Monique defeated, the more soldiers kept showing up. Wave after wave of nutcrackers appeared. They were too much for these two girls to handle on their own. Drakken cackled heartily as for once he's finally gotten one over on his archenemy Kim Possible.

"I'VE FINALLY WON!!" he bellowed. "You hear me, Kim Possible?! This time, even you cannot defeat me!!"

"Maybe she can't," Ron called. "But he can!"

Drakken turned his attention to see a freed and furious Santa Claus and Mrs. Claus, poised and ready for battle.

"Oh no, two old geezers. I'm shaking," Shego said dryly.

"You should be, missy," said Mrs. Claus.

     And with one leap, Mrs. Claus helicopter-kicked a great amount of the nutcracker army, just about half of them. While Santa Claus used his intense, bear-like strength to pounce, pummel and pulverize the remaining nutcrackers until all that remained were a scattered assortment of nuts, bolts and screws. Drakken's sinister smile suddenly vanished, and he gulped in suspicious worry. He tucked at his collar and shuddered, beads of sweat forming on his forehead. Shego, who's been partnered with Drakken long enough, pretty much expected things like this and stopped caring a long time ago.

"Now, Santa," Drakken chuckled nervously. "We're two reasonable adults here. Surely we can..."

"GUARDS!!!" Santa shouted.

At his voice, Two big, burly elf guards came and apprehended Drakken and Shego. 

"Please take these two in the cellar and lock them up whilst I decide the proper punishment for those reprobates!"

Reprobate? Hmm, I've been called pretty much everything else, so that's a first," said Shego.

Drakken kicked and screamed in protest as the guards carried them away.

Everybody cheered as once again, Drakken's evil plan was foiled. 

"Kim Possible, I cannot thank you and your friends enough," Santa said cheerily. "You've saved us and Christmas!"

"Aww, no big," Kim said.

"Um, excuse me, yes big!" Ron interjected. "Yes very big! Yes ginormous! WE'VE SAVED CHRISTMAS!!!"

Kim rolled her eyes. 

"Which means Ron Stoppable has earned himself immunity from the Naughty List for LIFE, baby!"

"Booyah!" Rufus cheered.

"So what exactly are you gonna do with Dr. D and the Glowing Green Girl?" Monique asked.

"Trust me, the punishment will fit the crime," said Santa. "But for now, if there's anything we can do for you all as a token of our gratitude, please don't hesitate to ask."

"Really, it's no big. We do this sorta thing all the time. There's no need to thank us," Kim said.

"Well at least let us give you a ride home," said Mrs. Claus.

     Kim, Ron, and Monique looked at one another and all agreed to take them up on their offer. And so they all rode back home onto Santa's sleigh. Looking at the world from high up above while the air was cool and crisp was an exciting and enjoyable experience, especially for Ron, who now had something brand new to check off his bucket list. When the sleigh got to Kim's house, Santa slowed it down until it was perfectly hovering over the roof. And the three jumped down and climbed down from the roof and back down on the ground. 

"Thanks for the ride, Santa!" Ron called.

"And you too, Mrs. Claus!" shouted Kim.

"It was our pleasure," said Mrs. Claus.

"And thanks again for saving Christmas!" said Santa.

They waved goodbye and the sleigh took off in the blink of an eye. But, the sleigh ride wasn't the only surprise in store for them. When they went inside Kim's house, it was decorated top to bottom with Christmas party supplies, food, drinks, music, and everything else they needed. Kim was stunned silent, as were Ron and Monique. At that moment, Kim's parents walked in and noticed the beautiful party setting.

"Wow, Kimmy! You did all this?!" her father gasped.

Kim still couldn't speak.

"Poor, Kim," said her mom. "She's probably worked so hard to get everything together for the party, she's already out of breath." 

     Both her parents kissed her on the cheek and got ready for the party guests. They had no idea that this was the work of Santa Claus and his yuletide magic. Ordinarily, Kim would have told them the truth, but it's already been a long night and it was time to wind down. What her folks didn't know wouldn't hurt them. Just then, Kim's troublesome twin brothers, Jim and Tim, or as Kim calls them, the twin dweebs, or "Tweebs", came and saw the decorations and were in awe.

"Whoa! This looks sick!" said Jim

"Did you do this, Kim?" asked Tim.

"Heck no, bro!" Jim elbowed his twin in the gut. "Kim could never make anything look this good!"

"True that, bro. Maybe it was one of us. But I don't remember doing it. Do you, Jim?"

"Nope. Maybe we were sleepwalking!"

"Oh heck yeah! It all makes sense now!"

"Hicka-bicka-boo?"

"Hoosha!"

     Kim just rolled her eyes and sat down in the living room, and Monique sat with her. but Ron and Rufus were too filled with sheer joy to sit down. Not only did they get to meet and rescue Santa Claus, but they were firsthand witnesses to his almighty holiday powers. Of course, they wanted to tell everybody they knew about what happened to them, even though nobody would probably believe them, but they didn't care. If it meant they would spend the rest of their lives being called crazy, then so be it. Now it was time to celebrate.