The Nutcracker...Sweet

[julayla]

A/N: This fic takes place the year Mickey's Nutcracker came out. Enjoy.

The Nutcracker...Sweet

In the city of Toon Town, a family of weasels were coming home from a ballet called "The Nutcracker."

Psycho: Agh, why did we have to sit through this? I mean I loathe ballets.

Sarah: Because your sister was dancing and I thought it was lovely.

Andrew: Yeah, bro. I mean, come on, you should've enjoyed it.

Psycho: (sighs) Well, I'm not particularly fond of the ballet version.

The little girl weasel looked at her brother.

Angelica: It's not so bad, and the music was good too. Maybe tomorrow, we can see Mickey and the others perform at Disneyland.

Sarah: After all...

Then, she and everyone in the city began singing in the tune of the "Marche".

Sarah: (singing) I've still gotta bake my Christmas pie

Andrew: (singing) I've gotta get Dad a brand new tie

Donald: (singing) Christmas crowds is what I hate

Scrooge: (singing) No time left to procrastinate

Banzai: (singing) So move aside

Jemadari: (singing) And let me by

Banzai & Jemadari: (singing) 'Cause Christmas Eve is here

Goofy: (singing) Er, why is this Santa suit so snug?

Mortimer: (singing/glares) Grr, why should I care? It's all humbug.

Pete: (singing) I jacked my prices so high
But there's no junk these saps wouldn't buy
Last year egg nog, a green hot dog

Pete, Ursula, Mozenrath, Scar, Jafar, Mechanicles, & Trader Moe: (singing) 'Cause Christmas Eve is here

In a montage, many people were hanging Christmas decorations happily, humming to the tune. All while Stupid came out of the bakery with holiday cookies.

Stupid: (singing) Duh, these holiday cookies swell my fat

Minnie: (singing) I would really want to help my cat

Dijon: (singing) Even though we're not Gentile
We'll get together for a while

Pupon: (singing) To shoot the breeze

Merlock: (singing) And eat Chinese

Monks: (singing) 'Cause Christmas Eve is here, oy!

Back at the Weaselis residence, Sarah took out the pie along with the priest weasel, Arnold.

Sarah: (singing) Christmas is a family day

Psycho: (singing) I told those jerks we'd be away

The small girl weasel, Angelica, then noticed three children, Teamo Supremo, at the door knocking ready to sing.

Angelica: (singing) They're at the door

Andrew: (singing) Let's hit the floor

Arnold: (singing) I quite agree

Sarah: (singing) Better left unseen

They ducked to the table as the weasels sang.

All: (singing/whispering) 'Cause Christmas Eve is here.

[julayla]

Yeah, there is more things happening to it, though I'm not gonna do the whole "suicide bit", but change it to one of the weasels doing something...not sure what, but I'll post another part tomorrow.

[julayla]

Meanwhile, at the abandoned warehouse known as the Toon Patrol headquarters, Wise Guy, Stupid, and Wheezy looked at Greasy preparing his clothing.

Stupid: Duh, why is Greasy preparing himself?

Wheezy: What do you think? He's trying to find his annual Christmas Date.

Greasy: (fixes his hair) Si, and this time, I'll find the right gal.

He then began to sing in the tune of "Dance of the Flutes".

Greasy: (singing) I am gonna get my gal this year
And I'll make sure that I'll bring us Christmas Cheer

Wheezy: (singing) You're not fooling me, Grease

Wise Guy: (singing) You'll just loose lust like that & this

Both: (singing) You'll never fulfill your destiny

Greasy: (singing) I'm only gonna tell you one thing
I'll make sure I score with this cool babe
And I will do my part then
To make sure I'll get her when
I succeed on my Christmas Date

Stupid: (singing) Duh, I only ask you about what is to come
And I have doubt that you would have won

Wheezy: (singing) And you will have dirt around your face
And be dumped in very huge disgrace

Wise Guy: So get over it.

The weasel glared at his three friends.

Greasy: (singing) Don't you worry about me
I will get the gal, you'll see

Weasels: (singing) Just keep it to yourself and
That you'll lose her right then

Greasy: (singing/leaving) I'm leaving, I will succeed.

With that, Greasy left the place. The three looked at each other.

Wise Guy: Okay, who says that Greasy will lose her on the moment he meets her?

Wheezy: (coughs) I give him an hour.

Stupid: Duh, I give him five seconds.

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That evening, back at Psycho's family's house, after tucking in Angelica to bed, Sarah came down and looked at Psycho, finishing placing the candy cane on the Christmas tree.

Sarah: You finished with the decorations?

Psycho: I am, but dad and Andrew are still finishing up the sermons and decorations at the church.

Sarah: Okay.

She then took out a package wrapped in ribbons and paper.

Sarah: It's time to exchange our gifts, Justin.

Psycho: (embarrassed) Uh, yeah...the gifts...

Psycho backed away, then ran to the door and headed out. As he ran to the stores that were closing, he began to sing in the tune of the "Russian Dance".

Psycho: (singing) I need to gift for my girlfriend
Or our relationship will completely end
Diamond ring, a vase by Ming
Some kind of useful kitchen thing

He groaned as the stores were closing. Then, he spotted Pete still opened.

Psycho: (singing) I need a store that I can break in fast
Or a place run by someone fat

Pete: (singing) This Christmas rush has cleaned me out
I just have jerky made out of trout.

Psycho: Bleck! Where do you get those things?

He ran out. In a few minutes, Psycho dug in the trash, looking for gifts that may had been thrown out by mistake. The luckless weasel continued his search for half an hour. Then, he finally gave up. The weasel groaned, preparing to enter.

Psycho: Oh boy...how am I gonna explain it to Sarah?

As the music of "Pas De Deux" played, Psycho entered, groaning. He then entered slowly, seeing a smiling Sarah. The male weasel sighed and looked down, sitting down and looking sadly at her. The female gave Psycho the present. He opened it and looked surprised at the gift he gave her: a present wrapped up labeled "To Sarah from Psycho".

Psycho: (looks at her) Sarah?

Sarah: I knew you were gonna forget, so this year, I got you a gift that you can give to me.

Psycho only smiled happily.

Psycho: This...this is just what I needed. (hands it to her) Merry Christmas, Sarah.

She took it, then took off the wrapping and paper. It was a picture of herself with Psycho on their first date: a lovely beach watching the sunset.

Sarah: Oh, this is what I wanted...

She held Psycho's hand, making the insane-looking weasel blush. The two then slowly hugged and kissed, watching the fire happily. All while outside, Greasy was pursuing a dog named Rita.

Greasy: Hola, Senorita, do you need some company with me?

The dog just rolled her eyes while the weasel continued his pursuing after her.

The End

[FlameTheCharmander]

Aw, how cute. ^_^ I can't really remember how some of the tunes went (and listening to Wicked doesn't help), but I still got ze Idea.

[FlameTheCharmander]

That was a Simpson episode?

[Veggirl]

Yeah, it was good. A nice christmasy fanfic!