TNBC (Spyro Style) Part 2

(Cynder puts the deadly nightshade inside an empty jar and put the jar in the cupboard. Then Cynder heard her master coming.)
Volteer: Cynder...you've come back.
Cynder: I had to.
Volteer: For this? (Pulls out Cynder's tail)
Cynder: Yes.
Volteer: Shall we then?
(Cynder and Volteer went to the lab to sew Cynder's tail back on. Then Volteer began to talk.)
Volteer: That's twice this month you slipped deadly nightshade into my tea and run off.
Cynder: Three times.
Volteer: You're mine, you know? I made you, with my own hands.
Cynder: You can make other creations. I'm restless, I can't help it.
Volteer: It's a phase, my dear, it'll pass. (Cuts the thread off) We need to be patient, that's all.
Cynder: But I don't want to be patient.
(Back in the Hinterlands, Spyro was still walking around when Sparx came to him, trying to get his attention.)
Spyro: No, Sparx, not now. I'm not in the mood.
(Then Spyro continued to walk with a sad look on his face. Back in Halloween Town, Ignitus went to Spyro's house to talk to him.)
Ignitus: Morning, gents. (Hums "This is Halloween and rings the doorbell)
(Ignitus continued to hum as he waited for someone to answer the door. Then Ignitus rang the bell again.)
Ignitus: Spyro, you home? (Turns to his negative face and knocks on the door and returns to his positive move) Spyro, I got the plans for next Halloween. I need to go over them with you so we can get started. (Drops the papers and returns to his negative face) Spyro, please. I'm only an elected official here, I can't make decisions by myself. (Takes out his megaphone) SPYRO! ANSWER ME! (Falls down the stairs)
Vivian (Accordion Player): He's not home.
Ignitus: Where is he?
Beldam: He hasn't been home all night.
Ignitus: (Groans)
(Back at the Hinterlands, Spyro was sleepwalking as the sun came up. Then Spyro woke up)
Spyro: *Yawn* Where are we?
(Up ahead were tree that amazed Spyro, something he never knew)
Spyro: It's someplace new. (Walks ahead to the trees) What is this?
(Spyro was completely in awe. He saw a firecracker, a turkey, a heart, a four leaf clover, an egg and...a beautifully decorated tree! Spyro walked to the tree and turned the knob on the door. But when Spyro opened the door he saw nothing. When Spyro turned his back, snowflakes surrounded him and pulled him into the door. Spyro fell into a hole that was blue and surrounded by snowflakes and landed on a mountain of snow. Then he saw a town filled with beautiful lights. As Spyro looked down, he slipped down the hill. Then he sang a song.)
Spyro: What's this? What's this? There's color everywhere. What's this? There's white things in the air. What's this? I can't believe my eyes, I must dreaming. Wake up, Spyro, this isn't fair. What's this?
(Then Spyro heard singing up ahead, and disguised himself as a snow dragon.)
Spyro: What's this? What's this? There's something very wrong. What's this? There's people singing songs. What's this? The streets are lined with little creatures laughing. Everybody seems so happy. Have I possibly gone daffy? What is this? What's this? There's children throwing snowballs instead of throwing heads. They're busy building toys and absolutely no one's dead. There's frost in every window, I can't believe my eyes. And in my bones I feel the warmth that's coming from inside.
(Spyro spotted some children in a house hanging mistletoe.)
Spyro: Oh look. What's this? They're hanging mistletoe. They kiss? Why that looks so unique. Inspired. They're gathering around to hear a story, roasting chestnuts on a fire. What's this? What's this? In here. They've got a little tree. How queer. And who would ever think? And why? They're covering with tiny little things. They got electric lights on strings and there's a smile on everyone. So now correct me if I'm wrong this looks like fun, this looks fun. What could it be I got my wish? What's this?
(Then Spyro went into a house filled with children sleeping.)
Spyro: Oh my, what now? The children are asleep. But look, there's nothing underneath. No ghouls, no witches here scream and scare them or ensnare them. Only little cozy things secure inside their dreamland. *Sigh* What's this? The monsters are all missing, the nightmares can't be found. And in their place there seems to be good feeling all around. Instead of screams, I swear I can hear music in the air. The smell of cakes and pies are absolutely everywhere. The sights, the sounds, they're everywhere and all around. I never felt this good before. This empty place inside of me is filling up, I simple cannot get enough. I want it, oh I want it, oh I want for my own. I've got to know. I've got to know. What is this place that I have found? What...is...this?
(Then Spyro bumped into a sign that said "Christmas Town". Then a male panda came out of a house made of candy. Back in Halloween Town, everyone was worried.)
Flashwing: This has never happened before.
Ember: It's suspicious.
Blaze: It's peculiar.
Tails (Vampire #2): It's scary.
Ignitus: (Pushes everyone aside) Stand aside! Coming through! (Flies above the citizens and pulls out his megaphone) We've got to find Spyro! There's only three hundred sixty-five days until next Halloween.
Banjo: Three sixty-four.
Ignitus: Is there anywhere we've forgotten to check?
Flashwing: I looked in every mausoleum.
Ember and Blaze: We opened the sarcophagi.
Klaus: I tromped through the pumpkin patch.
Cosmo (Vampire #3): I peaked behind the Cyclops' eye. I did, but he wasn't there.
Ignitus: It's time to sound the alarms!
(Then Hunter sounded the alarms which sounded like a cat. Then Cynder heard the alarms as she made her master's lunch. So she put the deadly nightshade in the pot, but it had a foul stench.)
Cynder: Frog's breath will overpower any odor. (Puts the frog's breath inside but coughs) Bitter! *Cough, cough* Worm's wart! Where is that worm's wart?
Volteer: Cynder! That soup ready yet?
Cynder: *Sigh* Coming!
(So Cynder poured the soup in a bowl and went to her master's lab, where Volteer was doing his latest experiment.)
Cynder: Lunch!
Volteer: Ah. What's that? Worm's wart. *Sniff* And frog's breath?
Cynder: What's wrong? I thought you liked frog's breath.
Volteer: Nothing's more suspicious than frog's breath. Until you taste it, I won't swallow a spoonful.
Cynder: I'm not hungry. (Drops the spoon away) Oops.
Volteer: You want me to starve?
Cynder: (Pulls out a spoon with holes)
Volteer: An old man who hardly has strength as it is. Me, to whom owe your very life.
Cynder: Oh, don't be silly. *Slurp* Mmmmm, see? Scrumptious.
(Volteer gulps the soup as Cynder has a sly smile on her face. Back in town, Ignitus was still worried.)
Ignitus: Did anyone think to drench the lake?
Cosmo: *Sigh* This morning.
(Then everyone heard buzzing in the distance. The citizens recognized it.)
Ember: Hear that?
Blaze: *Yawn* What?
Ember: Shhhh.
Cosmo: Sparx!
Citizens: Spyro's back! (Cheers as Spyro appears on a snowmobile to Ignitus)
Ignitus: Where have you been?
Spyro: Call a town meeting and I'll tell everyone all about it.
Ignitus: When?
Spyro: Immediately!
(So Ignitus called the town meeting with his megaphone while flying around town. Cynder left the lab as her master took effect of the deadly nightshade. Then everyone gathered around the town hall and took their seats as Spyro came out.)
Spyro: Listen, everyone. I would like to tell you about...Christmas Town.
(Ignitus turns on the spotlight as Spyro began another song.)
Spyro: There were objects so peculiar. They were not to be believed. All around, things to tantalize my brain. It's a world unlike anything I've ever seen. And as hard as I try, I can't seem to describe like a most improbable dream. But you must believe when I tell you this. It's as real as my skull, and it does exist. Here, let me show you. (Pulls a rope and picks up a present) This is thing called a present. The whole thing starts with a box.
Elora (Devil): A box? Is it steal?
Banjo: Are there locks?
Kazooie: Is it filled with a pox?
Elora: A pox, how delightful. A pox.
Spyro: If you please. Just a box with bright colored paper. And the whole thing's topped with a bow.
Ember: A bow? But why?
Blaze: How ugly.
Ember and Blaze: What's in it? What's in it?
Spyro: That's the point of the thing, not to know.
Flashwing: It's a bat.
Luigi: Will it bend?
Flashwing: It's a rat.
Luigi: Will it break?
Elise: Perhaps it's the head I found in the lake.
Spyro: Listen now, you don't understand. That's not the point of Christmas land. Now pay attention. (Picks up a stocking) We pick up an oversized sock, and hang it like this on the wall.
Klaus: Oh yes, does it still have a foot?
Charmy (Mr. Hyde #2): Let me see! Let me look!
Cream (Mr.. Hyde #3): Is it rotted and covered with gook?
Spyro: Um...let me explain. There's no foot inside but there's candy. Or sometimes it's filled with small toys.
Tikal (Wilted Winged Demon): Small toys? Do they bite?
Hunter: Do they snap?
Tikal: Or explode in a sack?
Bianca: Or perhaps they just spring out and scare girls and boys.
Ignitus: What a splendid idea. This Christmas sounds fun. I fully endorse it. Let's try it at once.
Spyro: Everyone, please now not so fast. There's something here that you don't quite grasp.
Citizens: (Murmur)
Spyro: Well, I may as well give them what they want. And the best I must confess I have saved for the last. For the ruler of this Christmas Land...is a fearsome king with a deep mighty voice. At least that's what I've come to understand. And I've also heard and told that he's something to behold, like a lobster, huge and red. And he sets out to slay with his rain gear on, carting bulging sacks with his great big arms. That is so I've heard it said. And on a dark cold night, under full moonlight, he flies into a fog, like a vulture in the sky. And they call him Sandy Claws. (Laughs mischievously)
Citizens: (Cheers, whistles)
Spyro: (Goes backstage) Well at least they're excited, but they don't understand. That special kind of feeling in Christmas Land. Oh well.