Santa Buddies: The Legend of Santa Paws Page #2

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tummy always leads to naughtiness.

Santa Paws, Claus, we got the mail truck

ready for a systems check.

Great, Eli.

We could use a break from this.

Haven't even checked the list twice

and we're already tired.

Hm.

Budderball. One of the five Air Buddies.

He has three brothers,

Mudbud, B-Dawg, Buddha,

and a little sis, Rosebud.

They live in Fernfield, Washington,

each with their own families.

Regular, ordinary, fun-loving pups.

They sound perfect!

Hey, Eugene!

OK. The sooner you get going,

the better.

We've got

a lot of pickups scheduled.

Over 1,000 cities and towns.

Eli, sir, she's all yours.

Confirming. The route is programmed.

OK, let's run

the diagnostic tests. New Delhi.

Oh, I am liking this very, very much.

Florence.

All seems in the working order,

Santy Claus.

You give me the clearance,

I'm ready to roll.

That's an all-clear from the North Pole.

Well, here I go.

Time to hitch a ride to Fernfield.

Good work, team.

We're right on schedule.

Jingle all the way, Eli.

Bye!

Have a safe trip.

Holding up all right?

Good, good...

Ah, good work.

Oh, no!

I don't like the look of this one bit.

It's happening fast.

The magic of Christmas

is fading away, right before our eyes.

"Fernfield:

Where everything is possible".

My kind of place.

Holy Christmas spirit.

We're almost out of power.

Oh!

It looks to me like we've tapped

into all the additional power we've got.

Oh, my. Another leak.

I hate to even say it, but I think

the North Pole is starting to melt.

Any thoughts, Eddy?

Well, sir, spirit is down, but there

seems to be something else going on.

The icicle is melting faster

than we ever thought possible.

Has anyone seen Puppy Paws?

He seems to be missing.

My guess would be the stables.

You know how he loves to play tricks

on Donner and Blitzen.

Come on then, you're next.

Ho-ho-ho.

What do you want?

I was hoping you could deliver this note

to the real Santa for me?

- The real Santa?

- I know that the real Santa

is busy at the North Pole making gifts

and you're just one of his helpers.

If you could deliver this note to him,

I would really appreciate it.

Yeah, I'll see what I can do.

OK. Time's up.

There's other boys and girls

that need to see Hank.

- I mean, Santa.

- Merry Christmas, sir.

- Thank you. And God bless.

- Merry Christmas to you, too.

Ho-ho-ho. What do you want?

They couldn't have found me already.

Ah! Ah!

I did it! Holy... Oh!

Say "cheese," pipsqueak.

Man, this is itchy.

Ew! An imposter.

All right!

Whoa!

What are you doing?!

Oh!

What'll it be?

- Yes!

- Hey! What in the heck are you doing?

That dog. I'm trying to catch that dog!

Comet, what's wrong?

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