EXT. NORTH POLE - NIGHT
Alfie lays in the snow, seemingly helpless, looking up at The Omega Kid and Santa Claus. He reaches into his diaper and whips out a laser gun. He fires it at Santa!
ALFIE
Die Claus! Die!
Santa merely lifts his hand and deflects the laser back at Alfie, knocking the gun out of his little hands.
ALFIE
You'll never take me alive!
Alfie, still too small to walk, crawls away. It's not exactly effective. Santa walks over and picks him up, cradling Alfie like the infant that he is.
ALFIE
You fat jerk! I demand you let me go!
Santa creates a pacifier out of thin air and sticks it in Alfie's mouth.
Blargh, ever the loyal henchmonster, makes a run at Santa but is intercepted by The Omega Kid!
OMEGA KID
I've had enough of you.
Omega Kid nails Blargh with a massive right hook that lays out the monster. Then, The Omega Kid grabs Blargh by the feet, swings him around and launches him into the stratosphere! Blargh flies higher and higher until he's out of sight.
EXT. SPACE - CONTINUOUS
Blargh is literally in orbit.
BLARGH
Blargh?
EXT. NORTH POLE - MOMENTS LATER
The Omega Kid turns to Santa, who's still cradling Alfie.
OMEGA KID
I'm sorry.
SANTA CLAUS
For what?
OMEGA KID
I didn't believe. I was ready to let Alfie come up here and not do anything about it.
SANTA CLAUS
You're too hard on yourself. "Santa Claus" is a pretty ridiculous idea anyway.
OMEGA KID
So is being a superhero and yet, here I am.
SANTA CLAUS
(laughing)
Good point.
Santa extends a hand. The Omega Kid shakes it.
SANTA CLAUS
Thank you.
Alfie squirms indignitantly in Santa's other arm.
OMEGA KID
What about him?
SANTA CLAUS
He'll get just what he deserves this Christmas.
INT. ALFIE'S HOUSE - CHRISTMAS MORNING
Alfie sits, very frustrated, under a Christmas tree. ALFIE'S MOM and ALFIE'S DAD sit next to him giving him present after present. They're all ridiculous, remedial baby toys. To add insult to injury, they speak to him in baby gibberish.
ALFIE'S MOM
Alfie's our special wittwe baby!
ALFIE'S DAD
Yes you are! Mewwy Chrwistmas!
Alfie is displeased.
INT. JERRY'S BEDROOM - CHRISTMAS MORNING
Dania walks in, carrying breakfast on a tray. Jerry snores. She gently wakes him up. Jerry immediately goes for his coffee. After taking a sip, he breaks into a big smile.
JERRY
Do you hear that?
DANIA
What?
JERRY
Silence. Blessed silence.
Dania rolls her eyes. Jerry beams.
INT. LAWRENCE'S ROOM - CHRISTMAS MORNING
Lawrence is fast asleep. He rolls over, something digs into his back, jolting him wide awake.
LAWRENCE
Ow!
He looks behind him and finds a neatly wrapped gift box on his bed. His eyes light up as he rips off the paper. It's... a brand new X-Station! He looks around his room notices that it's filled with toys once again!
LAWRENCE
Awesome!
He jumps out of bed and dances around the room.
INT. RICK'S ROOM - CHRISTMAS MORNING
Snow falls outside the window. The covers are over Rick's head. He pulls them off, sits up and lets out a monster yawn. It's been a long night, after all. He swings his legs out of bed and gets ready to stand up, only to notice there's something on his nightstand: a glass of milk and a plate of cookies. Next to them is a card. He picks up the card and opens it. It reads:
"I believe in The Omega Kid."
Rick smiles. From under his bed he takes out a small shoe box. Inside the box is The Omega Amulet. He puts the card next to the Amulet and slides it under the bed again.
There's a knock at his door.
NATALIE (O.C.)
Rick are you awake?
RICK
Yeah!
Natalie opens the door.
NATALIE
Merry Christmas!
RICK
Merry Christmas, mom!
He runs out of bed and gives her a big hug.
EXT. SMALL TOWN IN TURKEY - CHRISTMAS MORNING 2010
Despite the centuries and modern architecture, the geography makes it clear this is the place where Myra stood centuries ago. It's a bustling, modern day town. Cruise ships are docked at the port. The streets are paved. And on the spot of the old butcher shop is a small house.
INT. HOUSE - BEDROOM - CONTINUOUS
A man lays in bed. His back is to us, so we can't see his face. On the nightstand next to him is a small present, beautifully wrapped. The man wakes up and spots it. He pulls off the wrapping paper to reveal:
A lump of coal.
The man looks up and we see he's The Butcher. Still alive after all these centures. And still miserable.
Somewhere in the distance a familiar, joyful laugh echoes.
SANTA CLAUS (O.C.)
Ho ho ho! Merry Christmas!
THE END. Thanks for reading!
(Credit: the star field I used as a background for my artwork was from this site)
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