Back at their getaway car, the Bad Guys watched as Tiffany and the crowds gathered around Roboclaus.

'I gotta hand it to you, Webs,' Snake said, nodding his head. "They really love your Santa."

Piranha gasped as snake covered princess ears, "hey hey, don't you dare"

"Why it's true isn't it, snake finally admired my Roboclaus is a good idea" webs says.

"Maybe too much," Piranha said, watching as people gave Roboclaus the same love and attention they'd earlier given to Big Nick, the giant Santa balloon.

"These people gotta get home if we're gonna pull our Holiday Heist-tacular in the morning."

Webs pulled out her laptop and began to hack into the suit. She was able to operate Roboclaus like a giant pup-pet. She tried to make him wave to his fans, but again, fire briefly shot out of his hand instead. "Shark," Webs said, typing at her controls quickly. "I just patched your comms into the suit. He's no Scrooge, but think you can
play Santa?"

Shark grinned and tested out his very best Santa voice.

"To ho ho!? he boomed. "Happy holidays! Now it's late, so everyone go to bed. Because Santa commands that evervone celebrate tomorrow . .. in their homes and not at their security guard jobs!"

"I'll do it!" Gary the bank guard whooped. "I'll stay home for you, Roboclaus! Please be proud of me!" He tossed his security hat onto the ground and ran away from the bank as fast as he possibly could.

Everyone else in the crowd also began to wander off, heading toward home to celebrate the holiday with their families.

"We did it!" Wolf said, shooting the Bad Guys a wolfish grin. "The Bad Guys saved Chrism--achoo!"