Master Eon: Before we start letting everyone in, one last check on everything. Decorations?
Hugo: Secure, reinforced, and impossible to tangle.
Master Eon: Good, the last thing we need is another High Five incident. Refreshments?
Hugo: Most of it's here already, Finn's still on his way with his contributions.
Master Eon: As long as he arrives, he makes some excellent enchiladas. Music?
Hugo: Picked it all out personally! Here, take a listen!
Master Eon:
Hugo:
Hugo: I... probably should've listened to the whole thing...I, uh...I need to make a quick adjustment.
(Hugo begins to frantically change the songs on his playlist)
Master Eon: [sigh] Well, hopefully the party turns out better than last year.
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Cynder: Wow, Everyone's outdone themselves this year, the Academy looks amazing!
Spyro: Yeah, but it's not just festive decorations and music that makes a holiday great.
Cynder: And what would make it great?
Spyro: Spending it with the greatest dragon you know?
Cynder: [laugh] I guess that would.
Spyro: (pulls Cynder close with his wing) Shall we find somewhere less crowded?
Cynder: I suppose we shall.
(Stealth Elf watches the two head off, following after them)
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Sonic Boom: Whirlwind! I see you're trying a new look.
Polar Whirlwind: Yeah, I keep forgetting this happens every winter. Not sure why. It does have its uses though.
Sonic Boom: Really? Like what?
Lightning Rod: Whirlwind! Did you carve "Lightning Rod is a big stupid poopoohead" into my custom-made Christmas statue again?! Where are you?!
Polar Whirlwind: (digging into the snow) If he asks, I was never here.
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Golden Queen: Ugh, Chompy Mage, what are you wearing?!
Jingle Bell Chompy Mage: I am wearing a Santa outfit like I was told to! Yohoho, I look festive!
Chompy Puppet: You sure do, Chompy Mage!
Jingle Bell Chompy Mage: Aww, thank you Chompy Puppet!
Golden Queen: You look like you kidnap children, change into your regular garb at once!
Golden Queen: ...And they called us evil, whoever made him dress like that is the true criminal!
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(Stealth Elf is peeking through a window)
Eruptor: Hey Elfy, what're you-
(Stealth Elf covers Eruptor's mouth and drags him down)
Stealth Elf: Shhh, They'll hear!
Eruptor: Who?
Stealth Elf: (pointing at Spyro and Cynder) Them!
Stealth Elf: I hung a sprig of mistletoe in the Library, and I'm waiting for both of them to notice and kiss!
Eruptor: Are they even dating?
Stealth Elf: Yes! No, it's... [sigh] that's exactly why I'm doing this! No one here knows what in Skylands is up with those two, and they refuse to clarify! Are they dating? Platonic? Platonic with benefits? None of us can figure it out!
Stealth Elf: Well, not today! I'm getting to the bottom of this once and for all!
Eruptor: ...okay. I guess I'll leave you to it. (backs away cautiously)
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Wolfgang: Hugo, mate, we gotta ask ya something.
Hugo: About what?
Echo: It's the music. I get it technically counts as something Christmas-y, but "Broccoli Guy and Chill Bill's Cool-iflower Festivity Mixtape" is still really weird for a party playlist.
Radio: 🎶Tis the season to be Troll-y, falalalala lalalala-🎶
Hugo: I was short on time! I had no better choices!
Wolfgang: Really? Aren't there thousands of Christmas songs out there?
Echo: And we have the Skaletones on speed-dial, couldn't get them?
Hugo: (storming off) Well, if you're not satisfied with my choices, then why don't you pick the songs out!
(Hugo storms off, leaving Echo and Wolfgang with the stereo system)
Wolfgang: ...I have a really horrible idea. (whispers it into Echo's ear)
Echo: That's awful. Let's do it!
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Mags: Glumshanks! Glad you could make it!
Glumshanks: Thanks for the invitation. I'm actually kind of looking forward to this.
Mags: You better! This party's been a par-tic-ularly fantabulous jig!
Boomer: Mags, have you seen the fireworks? Buzz and Cali won't let us set them off and someone hid my secret stash!
Boomer: Oh hey, aren't you Kaos' lapdog?
Glumshanks: Not for tonight, at least until 8:30. Though, I'm not exactly sure what to do here.
Boomer: Well, worry not my fellow troll! C'mon, let's find some fireworks and set them off!
Glumshanks: I- that sounds kind of fun, I guess. Sure, why not!
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Holiday Wash Buckler: (staring at his watch) Where the barnacles is Chompy Mage? He's late for our matching Santa outfit photoshoot!
Merry Snap Shot: Beats me, guess he forgot.
Jolly Bumble Blast: I hope not! The bees aren't too happy about looking like flying peppermints, let's just start without him!
Chompy Mage: I am here! Sorry for being late!
Merry Snap Shot: Mate, where's your Santa dress? Didya forget about the theme?
Chompy Mage: Golden Queen told me to not wear it, she also said something about kidnapping infants and how you all should be imprisoned!
Merry Snap Shot: You gotta be joking, after all this time, she's back to evil?! And on Christmas too?!
Jolly Bumble Blast: So...that's a no on the Santa photos?
Merry Snap Shot: (pulling out his Traptanium Bow) 'Fraid not, Skylander duties come first. Now, let's have a little chat with Goldie...
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Missile-Tow Dive-Clops: Lob-Star, nice colors!
Winterfest Lob-Star: As to you, Dive-Clops. It appears that we match.
Missile-Tow Dive-Clops: Hey, we kinda do! Y'know, it's funny, me and Eye-Brawl were gonna do something like this, but when the headless giant heard he'd have to wear red and white, he ran off! We're still looking for him...
(meanwhile)
Eye-Brawl: For the love of the Ancients, it is just one day! I didn't complain when I wore that pumpkin for Halloween!
Headless Giant: (refuses in headless silence)
Eye-Brawl: You are so impossible!
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Smolderdash: (walking past some snowmen) Roller Brawl? Where are you? You told me to meet you here.
Snowler Brawl: (jumping out of a snowman) Boo!
Smolderdash: (falling backward) Gah!
Snowler Brawl: [laughing] Gotcha! I saw the snowmen and I couldn't resist!
Snow-Brite Stormblade: (popping out of the Christmas tree) Ooh, you were hiding in random Christmas stuff too?
Dec-Ember: (climbing down from the hanging lights) I thought I was the only one doing so.
Smolderdash: W-wha...why were you all...[sigh] nevermind.
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Tree Rex: Looks like the next song's coming up. Wonder what'll it be?
(Some very familiar music plays)
Terrafin: By the Ancients, not these! I thought we got rid of all the copies!
Flynn: Hey, Christmas 4 Bad Guyz 2 is a bop! Especially since I was a part of it!
(Echo and Wolfgang start laughing as Terrafin and Flynn start arguing)
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(Spyro and Cynder are cuddling together in the Library, laying on a sofa with blankets)
Spyro: So, when should we rejoin the festivities?
Cynder: Mmm, I think we could wait a couple more minutes.
Stealth Elf: (thinking to herself) Come on, come on, come on, kiss, or don't! Just look at the dang mistletoe!
Cynder: Spyro? I never get to say this to you a lot, but... I-
(Cynder is interrupted by a loud explosion of fireworks)
Spyro: ...Huh. Guess Boomer found the fireworks after all. What were you going to say, Cynder?
Cynder: Oh, well, I was going to say... I'm-
(Cynder is interrupted again by the sounds of fighting)
Stealth Elf: You gotta be kidding...
Golden Queen: (bursting through the Library doors) For the last time, I said HE looked like he kidnapped children! If you saw him wearing that horrid costume you would agree!
Snap Shot: Save it for the Cloudcracker guards, Queenie!
(Snap Shot and Golden Queen continue fighting, knocking each other through a window in the process)
Spyro: That was odd.
Cynder: Yeah. Anyways, l-
Spyro: (noticing the mistletoe) Hey, what's that?
Cynder: It looks like...
Stealth Elf: Yes, yes, yes!
Cynder: ...Holly.
Stealth Elf: What.
Spyro: (plucking the holly from the ceiling) Hey, it is. Guess someone mistook it for mistletoe.
Stealth Elf: ARE YOU SERIOUS?! I SPENT HALF THE NIGHT DOING THIS FOR NOTHING?!! GAH!
(Stealth Elf storms off)
Cynder: Sheesh, guess Stealth Elf isn't having a good Christmas.
Spyro: Wonder what she was doing by the window...
Cynder: Eh, probably not important. But, as I was saying...
Cynder: I'm lucky to have met you. All those years ago, after the fighting, you were the first to believe in me, that there was more than darkness in my heart. You led me down a better path, and I'll always be thankful for that.
Spyro: I'm glad I met you too, you're one of the best Skylanders around! Fighting Kaos, defeating Malefor, I'm not sure how we'd ever have done it without you. Plus, I got to know the best dragon around.
(Spyro and Cynder kiss)
Spyro: Merry Christmas, Cynder.
Cynder: Merry Christmas, Spyro.
Spyro and Cynder:
Spyro: So...are we dating?
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There's something deeply touching about Jason knowing he'll never be the kid Bruce saved again, but still maintaining some quirks, mannerisms, habits, pieces of young Jason Todd. They're small but cut deep.
Jason, when he allows himself to stay at the manor as a tiny indulgence, still acts like there's a barrier of lasers protecting Alfred's cookie jar, just so he and Dick would have an excuse to compare leaps.
He's still waiting for the lights to fall asleep so he could visit the library and get angry at Tim, or Bruce, or both, twins in audacity, for dig earing the pages they knew he'd read.
Of course Bruce finds him because he always looks for him, ridiculously fluffy pink robe that Selina bought him sagging on him.
He ignores the ball of sadness exploding in his stomach as he realizes Bruce is the one looking up at him now. It feels like a robbery, premeditated and calculated, " Jaylad, you have to nap."
" Bruce, I am a grown ass man, you cannot fucking tell me to NAP--"
There's an unspoken type of authority that surrounds gentle parents. Is Bruce a gentle parent? Well. He doesn’t need to hit Jason to get what he wants, that's for sure, " Excuse me?"
"...Just one more page?"
Bruce is also very weak for them, thought. "..Fine. don't tell Alfred."
When Dick proudly shows off his patrol record for the week, all preppy and shiny besides Bruce at the kitchen table, Jason hears it all the way from the couch.
Damian is a very sore loser when it comes to Mario Kart, he learned, " Todd! TODD! Come back here and taste DEFEAT! FIGHT ME LIKE A WOMAN, COWARD!"
" So yeah, 40 arrests are pretty good, I'd say,--"
" 40? That's adorable, I got 70. On a broken leg."
Bruce, suddenly spooked, turns to him, " You had your leg broken on patrol?!"
" A broken leg? Awwww. Killer Crock almost bit my face off, but hey. Nice of you to try."
"Waylon bit you?!"
" At least I'm not a COP!"
" YOU'RE STILL A COP?!"
" I'm working on it, okay?!"
But the biggest thing? Jason's so unflinchingly clingy on Bruce; When they first meet this 'Justice League' Batman joined, Jason requested to be there. A robin caricature, but he doesn't trust any of them.
Aside from Diana. Diana's always the exceptions.
" This is Superman, " Bruce may think that little blush goes unnoticed, but it certainly doesn't. " And this is my ba-- This is Red Hood. I trust him with my life."
Don't cry don't cry don't cry Jason chants in his head.
Superman extends his hand and a honey sunshine smile, " Red Hood?! Oh, I've heard so much about you. We have to work together sometime. Share stories about this one here."
He heard about the guy's X Ray vision. He hopes that if he does take a peek, he sees the sinister pull of grin on his lips, all teeth and no niceness, " I'm more of a hugger."
" Oh. Uh... Sure. I love hugs."
Jason makes sure to whisper, " He doesn't kill but I do," before pulling away. Then he turns to Bruce, going from standing at his full height to relaxing a little bit,
" I want bat burgers on the way."
Bruce hums and signals for him to lean down to get his head petted. Jason does. Even if he's embarassed.
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