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(Back in town, Ignitus was conducting the band with out of tune music and everyone else was partying. Cynder was the only one not at the party, she was pouring fog juice in the fountain. Then Spyro came out of a coffin sleigh. Everyone cheered and Cynder joined in to act casual. Ignitus came up.)
Ignitus: Think of us as you soar triumphantly through the sky, out shinning every star. Your silhouette a dark blot on the moon. You who are our pride, you who are our glory, you who have frightened millions into an early grave, you who have...um...devastated...the souls of the...living?
Spyro: Oh no. We can't take off in this, the reindeer can't see an inch in front of their noses.
Cynder: *Sighs of relief*
Sonic: This fog's as thick as...as...
Flame: Jellied brains.
Tails: Or thicker.
Spyro: There go all my hopes. My precious plans. My glorious dreams.
Bianca: There goes Christmas.
Sparx: *Buzz buzz buzz*
Spyro: No, Sparx, down, boy. My! What a brilliant glow you have. The better to light my way. At the head of the team, Sparx! We're off!
(Spyro used his whip to have the reindeer go as everyone cheered. But Cynder tried to stop him.)
Cynder: Wait, Spyro! No!
(But it was too late. Spyro took off into the sky and Spyro laughed the way Santa Claus does, but in a macabre way. Cynder was in despair.)
Cynder: Goodbye, Spyro. My dearest Spyro. Oh, how I hope my premonition is wrong.
(Then Cynder sang a song of her despair.)
Cynder: I sense there's something in the wind that feels like tragedy's at hand. And though I'd like to stand by him, can't shake this feeling that I worst is just around the bend. And does he notice my feelings for him? And will he see how much he means to me? I think it's not to be. What will become of my dear friend? Where will his actions lead us then? Although I'd like to join the crowd in their enthusiastic cloud. Try as I may it doesn't last. And will we ever end up together? No, I think not. It's never to become. For I am not the one.
(Cynder was worried a about Spyro, hoping that he will be OK. With Spyro, he was in the real world and looking around for any houses and spotted one with angels on the roof. Inside the house lived a young dragon with white scales and black eyes. Then the kid heard a crash and woke up.
Dragon (Kid #1): Santa!
(Spyro went down the chimney with a sack of his macabre toys. But when the dragon got downstairs, he saw a skeletal dragon dressed in a Santa Claus suit. It scared the dragon as he came to Spyro.)
Dragon: Santa?
Spyro: Merry Christmas. And what is your name? That's alright, I have a special present for you anyway. There you go, sonny.
(The dragon was about to say something, but Spyro went up the chimney. The kid opened the present when his parents came in.)
Dragon mother: What did Santa bring you, honey?
(The young dragon pulled out a severed dragon head, making his parents scream. But Spyro didn't know it was scream of terror and he continued to deliver macabre presents. That included a a man eating plant disguised as a wreath, a vampire teddy bear, a live snake who eats trees and a zombie duck with bullet holes all over its body. All the children who got the presents screamed in fear, but Spyro didn't listen.)
Spyro: You're welcome one and all.
(Then Spyro's rampage was on the news.)
Newscaster: Reports have been pouring all over the globe that an imposter has been selfishly impersonating Santa Claus, mocking and mangling this joyous holiday.
(Everyone cheered, thinking Spyro was doing a good job. Only Cynder knew it was bad news. So she listened to the report.)
Newscaster: At this moment, military units are mobilizing to stop the perpetrator of this heinous crime.
Cynder: Spyro! Someone has to help Spyro. Where'd they take that Sandy Claus.
(With Spyro, he was continuing his delivery of Christmas presents. Then he spotted lights down below.)
Spyro: Look, Sparx! Searchlights!
(Suddenly missiles were being launched, but Spyro thought it was something else.)
Spyro: They're celebrating! They're thanking us for doing such a good job.
(Then a missile almost hit Sparx, surprising him.)
Spyro: Whoa! Careful, down there, you almost hit us! It's OK, Sparx. Head higher!
(So Sparx flew up into the clouds so the missiles won't spot Spyro so easily. With Crash and Malefor, the evil burlap sack dragon was still gambling to Crash's life.)
Malefor: Are you a gambling man, Crash? Let's play! Hm? (Sees Cynder's severed leg) My, my. What have we here? *Spits*
(While Malefor was distracted, Cynder's hands came to Crash. One hand covered his mouth to muffle him screaming and the other pointed upwards. Crash looked up and saw Cynder.)
Cynder (Whispers): I'll get you out of here.
(Malefor tickled Cynder's feet as her hands released Crash's hands from his ropes. But suddenly the distraction went wrong when Malefor pulled Cynder's leg.)
Malefor: What? You're trying to make a fool out of ME?
(Suddenly he sucked Cynder and Crash, using both of them for his little game. With Spyro, he was looking at his naughty/nice list.)
Spyro: Who's next on my list? Ah, little Flame and Ember. Won't they be surprised.
(But then a bright light got in Spyro's eye sockets, blinding him. Then a missile hit one of the reindeer. Spyro tried to get the sleigh in control, but another missile hit the trash can containing all the undelivered toys!)
Spyro: They're TRYING to hit us! SPARX!
(Then a well guided missile aimed the sleigh where Spyro was sitting. Spyro took cover until the sleigh exploded!)
Spyro: MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL AND TO ALL A GOOD NIGHT!
(That Spyro's last words as he fell from the sky and crashed! Everyone saw the whole thing, thinking Spyro was dead. They all began crying.)
Ignitus: I knew this Christmas thing was a bad idea. I felt it in my gut. (Flies in the air and takes out his megaphone) Terrible news, folks, the worst tragedy of our times! Spyro has been blown to smithereens! Terrible, terrible news!
(All the citizens were mourning for the young dragon skeleton to crash like that so suddenly. Back in the real world, in a graveyard, Spyro was laying on an angel statue with his jawbone missing. Sparx came with the bone and put it in its place. Spyro woke up, feeling sad and sang a song.)
Spyro: What have I done? What have I done? How could I be so blind? All is lost, where was I? Spoiled all, spoiled all. Everything's gone all wrong. What have I done? What have I done? Find a deep cave to hide in. In a million years, they'll find me. Only dust, and a plaque that reads "Here lies poor old Spyro". But I never intended all this madness. Never! And nobody really understood. Well how could they? That all I ever wanted was to bring them something great! Why does nothing ever turn out like it should.
(Suddenly, Spyro was in his cheerful spirits again.)
Spyro: Well, what the heck, I went and did my best. And by god I really tasted something swell. That's right. And for a moment why, I even touched the sky and at least left them stories they can tell. I did! And for the first time since I don't remember when, I felt just like my old boney self again. And I, Spyro the Pumpkin King! That's right... (Tears his Santa Claus suit, back to his normal pinstripe suit and matching bat bow tie) I AM THE PUMPKIN KING! *Cackles* And I just can't wait until next Halloween because I got some new ideas that will really make them SCREAM! And by god, I'm to give all my might!
(Suddenly, Spyro realized something.)
Spyro: Uh oh. I hope there's still time to set things right. *Gasp* Sandy Claws! Hm.

Description
(Back in town, Ignitus was conducting the band with out of tune music and everyone else was partying. Cynder was the only one not at the party, she was pouring fog juice in the fountain. Then Spyro came out of a coffin sleigh. Everyone cheered and Cynder joined in to act casual. Ignitus came up.)
Ignitus: Think of us as you soar triumphantly through the sky, out shinning every star. Your silhouette a dark blot on the moon. You who are our pride, you who are our glory, you who have frightened millions into an early grave, you who have...um...devastated...the souls of the...living?
Spyro: Oh no. We can't take off in this, the reindeer can't see an inch in front of their noses.
Cynder: *Sighs of relief*
Sonic: This fog's as thick as...as...
Flame: Jellied brains.
Tails: Or thicker.
Spyro: There go all my hopes. My precious plans. My glorious dreams.
Bianca: There goes Christmas.
Sparx: *Buzz buzz buzz*
Spyro: No, Sparx, down, boy. My! What a brilliant glow you have. The better to light my way. At the head of the team, Sparx! We're off!
(Spyro used his whip to have the reindeer go as everyone cheered. But Cynder tried to stop him.)
Cynder: Wait, Spyro! No!
(But it was too late. Spyro took off into the sky and Spyro laughed the way Santa Claus does, but in a macabre way. Cynder was in despair.)
Cynder: Goodbye, Spyro. My dearest Spyro. Oh, how I hope my premonition is wrong.
(Then Cynder sang a song of her despair.)
Cynder: I sense there's something in the wind that feels like tragedy's at hand. And though I'd like to stand by him, can't shake this feeling that I worst is just around the bend. And does he notice my feelings for him? And will he see how much he means to me? I think it's not to be. What will become of my dear friend? Where will his actions lead us then? Although I'd like to join the crowd in their enthusiastic cloud. Try as I may it doesn't last. And will we ever end up together? No, I think not. It's never to become. For I am not the one.
(Cynder was worried a about Spyro, hoping that he will be OK. With Spyro, he was in the real world and looking around for any houses and spotted one with angels on the roof. Inside the house lived a young dragon with white scales and black eyes. Then the kid heard a crash and woke up.
Dragon (Kid #1): Santa!
(Spyro went down the chimney with a sack of his macabre toys. But when the dragon got downstairs, he saw a skeletal dragon dressed in a Santa Claus suit. It scared the dragon as he came to Spyro.)
Dragon: Santa?
Spyro: Merry Christmas. And what is your name? That's alright, I have a special present for you anyway. There you go, sonny.
(The dragon was about to say something, but Spyro went up the chimney. The kid opened the present when his parents came in.)
Dragon mother: What did Santa bring you, honey?
(The young dragon pulled out a severed dragon head, making his parents scream. But Spyro didn't know it was scream of terror and he continued to deliver macabre presents. That included a a man eating plant disguised as a wreath, a vampire teddy bear, a live snake who eats trees and a zombie duck with bullet holes all over its body. All the children who got the presents screamed in fear, but Spyro didn't listen.)
Spyro: You're welcome one and all.
(Then Spyro's rampage was on the news.)
Newscaster: Reports have been pouring all over the globe that an imposter has been selfishly impersonating Santa Claus, mocking and mangling this joyous holiday.
(Everyone cheered, thinking Spyro was doing a good job. Only Cynder knew it was bad news. So she listened to the report.)
Newscaster: At this moment, military units are mobilizing to stop the perpetrator of this heinous crime.
Cynder: Spyro! Someone has to help Spyro. Where'd they take that Sandy Claus.
(With Spyro, he was continuing his delivery of Christmas presents. Then he spotted lights down below.)
Spyro: Look, Sparx! Searchlights!
(Suddenly missiles were being launched, but Spyro thought it was something else.)
Spyro: They're celebrating! They're thanking us for doing such a good job.
(Then a missile almost hit Sparx, surprising him.)
Spyro: Whoa! Careful, down there, you almost hit us! It's OK, Sparx. Head higher!
(So Sparx flew up into the clouds so the missiles won't spot Spyro so easily. With Crash and Malefor, the evil burlap sack dragon was still gambling to Crash's life.)
Malefor: Are you a gambling man, Crash? Let's play! Hm? (Sees Cynder's severed leg) My, my. What have we here? *Spits*
(While Malefor was distracted, Cynder's hands came to Crash. One hand covered his mouth to muffle him screaming and the other pointed upwards. Crash looked up and saw Cynder.)
Cynder (Whispers): I'll get you out of here.
(Malefor tickled Cynder's feet as her hands released Crash's hands from his ropes. But suddenly the distraction went wrong when Malefor pulled Cynder's leg.)
Malefor: What? You're trying to make a fool out of ME?
(Suddenly he sucked Cynder and Crash, using both of them for his little game. With Spyro, he was looking at his naughty/nice list.)
Spyro: Who's next on my list? Ah, little Flame and Ember. Won't they be surprised.
(But then a bright light got in Spyro's eye sockets, blinding him. Then a missile hit one of the reindeer. Spyro tried to get the sleigh in control, but another missile hit the trash can containing all the undelivered toys!)
Spyro: They're TRYING to hit us! SPARX!
(Then a well guided missile aimed the sleigh where Spyro was sitting. Spyro took cover until the sleigh exploded!)
Spyro: MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL AND TO ALL A GOOD NIGHT!
(That Spyro's last words as he fell from the sky and crashed! Everyone saw the whole thing, thinking Spyro was dead. They all began crying.)
Ignitus: I knew this Christmas thing was a bad idea. I felt it in my gut. (Flies in the air and takes out his megaphone) Terrible news, folks, the worst tragedy of our times! Spyro has been blown to smithereens! Terrible, terrible news!
(All the citizens were mourning for the young dragon skeleton to crash like that so suddenly. Back in the real world, in a graveyard, Spyro was laying on an angel statue with his jawbone missing. Sparx came with the bone and put it in its place. Spyro woke up, feeling sad and sang a song.)
Spyro: What have I done? What have I done? How could I be so blind? All is lost, where was I? Spoiled all, spoiled all. Everything's gone all wrong. What have I done? What have I done? Find a deep cave to hide in. In a million years, they'll find me. Only dust, and a plaque that reads "Here lies poor old Spyro". But I never intended all this madness. Never! And nobody really understood. Well how could they? That all I ever wanted was to bring them something great! Why does nothing ever turn out like it should.
(Suddenly, Spyro was in his cheerful spirits again.)
Spyro: Well, what the heck, I went and did my best. And by god I really tasted something swell. That's right. And for a moment why, I even touched the sky and at least left them stories they can tell. I did! And for the first time since I don't remember when, I felt just like my old boney self again. And I, Spyro the Pumpkin King! That's right... (Tears his Santa Claus suit, back to his normal pinstripe suit and matching bat bow tie) I AM THE PUMPKIN KING! *Cackles* And I just can't wait until next Halloween because I got some new ideas that will really make them SCREAM! And by god, I'm to give all my might!
(Suddenly, Spyro realized something.)
Spyro: Uh oh. I hope there's still time to set things right. *Gasp* Sandy Claws! Hm.