Santa Buddies: The Legend of Santa Paws Page #4

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Yeah, right. You expect me to believe

that your dad is Santa Paws?

- Why wouldn't you?

- Who put you up to this?

No one. I was checking the naughty list

and you looked like fun.

What'd you say?

I'm on the naughty list?!

It was just a little turkey!

Don't worry, you can get off

the naughty list and onto the nice list

by doing good deeds for others.

- Like?

- Well, um...

Like teaching me

how to be an ordinary pup.

OK, well,

I'll show you what I like to do.

This is

the most magical room in the house.

What kind of toys do you make here?

They don't make toys, they make food.

The most delicious food around.

Like roast beef sandwiches,

chicken wings, chili dogs...

Is he one of your elves?

You're a real joker, aren't you?

That's the chef.

- What's he doing?

- Making cookies.

But we can't eat them,

they're for Christmas.

Huh?

Hey, how'd you get up there?

Uh-oh!

Bad idea.

- Wow!

- What?

Those cookies.

They just changed. How did you do that?

It's no biggie.

Christmas magic is stored in here.

So I can do stuff like my dad.

But I can't quite control it.

Hey, you want a cookie?

Don't you remember?

I'm trying to get back on the nice list.

Well, suit yourself.

Om... Om... Om...

Be good, Budderball, be good.

Don't eat the cookies!

- Oh, no!

- My compliments to the chef.

I believe it's time for lunch, Budder...

ball.

Oh, yeah, laugh it up.

Now I'm going to be late

meeting my brothers and sis in the park!

Hey. How about you introduce me to them?

Once I get done with my timeout,

I'd be happy to get you out of my fur!

Thanks! You're the best!

Is Budderball fashionably late again?

I hope the dude's not in trouble.

I'll meditate

and send him some positive energy.

Om...

Om...

Who's the white,

fluffy dude Budderball's with?

Puppy Paws, these are the Buddies.

The mucky pup is Mudbud.

The blinged-out one is B-Dawg.

- Buddha looks like he's sleeping...

- Om...

...but he calls it meditation.

Oh. And Rosebud is our little sis.

But don't let the pink bow fool you.

She's feistier than she looks.

And this is Puppy Paws.

He claims to be Santa Paws' son

from the North Pole.

Yo, you straight up trippin'?

We ain't fallin' for that, dawg.

I'm sorry about my brother.

We've just grown

a little skeptical about Christmas.

You're not alone. No one believes

in Christmas spirit anymore.

That's why I'm here.

To learn how to be an ordinary pup.

Well, you found

the right dog to school you.

Come on, I'll show you my crib.

All right, dawg, I'm gonna

show you how to kick it like me.

- I like kickin' it.

- Yeah, you know, bust some moves.

Uh... Yeah, bust some moves.

Watch and learn, cuz.

I call this the four paw pop,

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