Miraculous Rewrite

Christmaster

Scene: Marinette's room. Marinette is playing with her felt dolls.

Marinette: Come on, look at all the nice plushies, don't you want to play with them?
Chris: (angry) Dolls? I hate dolls! I hate toys! They're for babies! (Chris kicks his backpack, scattering his toys on the ground)
Marinette: Yes, but you're too young to play Grim Monster Clash 3.
Chris: No I'm not, and I'm not scared of monsters anymore, you know. I'm—
Marinette: A big kid, yes, I know. (Marinette looks around her room. Chris has turned on the game on her computer. She turns it off) Why don't we watch a cartoon instead? I have "Pototty and Potato" if you want?
Chris: That show's for babies. I'm a big boy. (He throws the game controller and Marinette catches it)
Marinette: We could play with your snow globe? (Chris throws a ball at her face)
Chris: Ew!
Marinette: Uh...
Chris: Hey, what's that? (Chris has opened Marinette's chest. There are white gifts with red ribbons on them inside)
Marinette: (Marinette quickly sits on the trunk) That? Oh, uh, it's nothing.
Chris: Hey, no fair! Come on! What are all those gifts?
Marinette: (thinking) Uh, look I can't tell you that these are the gifts I've made for Adrien's next 35 birthdays. Cause you'd tell your brother Nino and he'd tell Adrien and Adrien'd think that I'm totally crazy. Wait, maybe I am. (To Chris) Hm. I can't tell you I'm one of Santa Claus's elves on a secret mission and that I'm looking after one of his boxes of gifts. You wouldn't be interested though because gifts are for babies, right? And you're a big kid.
Chris: That's a lie!
Marinette: What, that you're a big kid?
Chris: No, that you're one of Santa Claus's elves!
Marinette: I can't say anything more.
Chris: Hey wait, that means you can give me my Christmas present early! Grobotech Ultimate Destructor! It's easy, it's gotta be the biggest one in the box. (He tries to open it)
Marinette: Now wait a minute, I thought toys were for babies.
Chris: They are, most of the time. But Grobotech's different.
Marinette: You don't say. Well, I'm sorry, but Christmas rules are very strict. You don't open gifts early. Santa gives them at Christmas, not at Easter or Halloween. Otherwise you'd might as well have a bunny or a witch delivering your presents.
Chris: But, since you know him, you could ask him. Can't just you call him on the phone or send him an email?
Marinette: Oh no, you never disturb Santa Claus except at Christmas. The rest of the year he's... in the North Pole... d-of the, uh, supervising the production of toys. (Chris narrows his eyes) Besides, your present isn't here anyway. We elves don't watch over gifts for kids we know. One of the other elves must have it. Santa's the only one who would know where to find it because he knows who's getting what. He has a list of good children. (Chris looks disappointed) There is one exception to the Christmas rule.
Chris: Really? What is it, what is it?
Marinette: Santa is allowed to make one exception, but only for the best-behaved kid in the whole world.
Chris: Who's the best-behaved kid in the whole world?
Marinette: Hm, maybe Coccinelle?
Chris: Well, seeing as he saved Paris a gazillion times, that makes sense.
Marinette: Or a kid for example who cleans up all the mess he's made and plays quietly with toys that are for kids his age?
(Chris starts to take his snow globe, but Marinette's door opens. Nino and Alya enter)
Alya: Marinette, we're back.
Nino: Did you guys have fun?
Marinette: Sure we did. How was the movie?
Nino: Awesome. Thanks for watching my bro, Marinette. What's wrong, little dude?
Chris: (Chris starts crying) AH! I want it to be Christmas right now!
Marinette: I have absolutely no idea where that came from.
Alya: Okay, I guess we'd better get going. Bye, girl.
(Marinette looks at the snow globe)
Nino: See you at school tomorrow.
Marinette: Yeah, bye Nino, see you soon Chris. (She closes her door)
Marinette: (to herself) Well, that was pure ridiculousness. But I couldn't tell him the truth about the gifts. I simply told Chris a nice little story, which hopefully will teach him some patience. (She picks up the felt dolls and walks to her desk) Speaking of patience, I've got an idea of what I can give Adrien for his 50th birthday!
(Montage of Marinette sewing is shown. Marinette falls asleep)
Marinette: Wha- um, snow? Whoa, how long was I asleep? (Marinette climbs to her balcony. Fire-breathing catfish are swimming in the sky) Ah!
(Life size green toy soldiers are marching down the street)
Soldier: It's over Santa Claus, you're surrounded. Surrender and don't put up a fight!
Soldier: ♫ Searching for Santa Claus far and wide! ♫
Soldiers: ♫ Searching for Santa Claus far and wide! ♫
Soldier: ♫ There's no way he can run ♫
Roger: Get back on the sidewalks! Running in the roadway's against—
(A life size T-rex is roaming down the street)
T-rex: Santa Claus? Have you seen Santa Claus?
Marinette: Okay, it's all just a dream. I'm going back to bed.