And beyond the boundaries of this particular town, more hoping and wishing can be found all around. [a mail truck picks up Christmas letters from across various countries] The whole world's fallen under the Santa Claus spell. And on this eve of all eves, their hearts start to swell. From Paraguay to Paris, from Tucson to Timbuktu, the world's children are hoping their dreams will come true. But these dreams are about to be foiled. [Princess' plane is in flight] By an evil young girl who's nothing but spoiled.
“'Twas the Fight Before Christmas” · Season 5, Episode 7
In this episode: Princess Morbucks (12), Blossom (8), Buttercup (8), Bubbles (7), Narrator (5), Professor (2), Powerpuff Girls (2)
Now, if I were a big, fat, bearded oaf, where would I keep a stupid list? [finds Santa's nice list] "Nice. Agatha Aarons, Arnold Adams..." [mumbles] "Bubbles, Blossom, Buttercup"? [more mumbling] "Mitch Mitchelson"?! You gotta be kidding me! [more mumbling] "Zachary Zimmerman." Where's my name? [finds a sticky note that bears the word "NAUGHTY" above a single name: hers. She gasps] "Naughty. Princess Morbucks."? [uses a pencil to edit the list and escape]
She spoke not a word; she had finished her work, and took leave of her lie with a satisfied smirk.
Meanwhile, three children we know are heading to bed, [dissolve to a slow pan across the bed. Buttercup and Blossom are asleep, and Bubbles turns off the lights and sits awake with Octi. Light from the hall shines over her] With thoughts of the morning and what lies ahead. [silence. Dissolve to an overhead shot of the bed; she closes her eyes after a moment. Another such transition shifts the view to just over the balcony railing, the camera pointing at the bedroom door; turn down to the tree. The lights are back on] The girls drift off to sleep, their hopes at their heights, [the Professor keeps fiddling with the electrical cords] While their dad is downstairs, still working on the lights. [fade to black. Fade in to a long shot of Morbucks Manor] But there's yet one more little girl filled with anticipation, [dissolve to a pan along the trophy room, where the fireplace blazes] Not for worldwide rejoicing, but her plot's activation. [Princess is back in her street clothes. Dissolve to a close-up; she is shoveling in coal from a pile behind her] An evil gleam in her eye, this little redhead is the sole one aware there is something to dread. [cut to inside the fireplace; Princess looks over the flames and smiles evilly from ear to ear, knowing what is to come thanks to her malicious sabotage of Santa's lists. Now she approaches a window and looks out over the city] She knows that these fools, content in their sleep, will, because of her, awaken and weep. [her smile has become a grin] For, tomorrow, the world is in for a big, huge surprise. [dissolve twice to longer shots of the window and the manor] Not candy and presents, but Christmas' demise!
Then, at last, they were done. Whew! Just before dawn. So, they sped back to Townsville; to home with a yawn. [weaving back and forth due to fatigue, they fly in through the bedroom windows. Cut to a pan across the room; they float in, yawning and rubbing their eyes, and head straight for bed] They entered their room, for the wear no less worn, [Buttercup pulls up the blanket, and all three are instantly asleep] And snuggled into bed to await Christmas morn.
[Cut to a point near the ceiling. The Professor bounces into view, accompanied by the creaking of bedsprings]
[excitedly, on separate bounces] Girls! Wake up! Wake up! [jumping on their bed, annoying them] It's Christmas! It's Christmas! [stops jumping and bends down, laughing] He came! Santa came! Come on, come on! Let's go open the presents, come on, let's go, let's go, let's go! I think somebody might have gotten that new atom splitter they've been eyeing! [moans eagerly, clasps his hands together and chews his lip in anticipation. Next he starts jumping on the bed again] Come on, come on, come on, come on! [giggles]
[with her eyes shut] Professor, it's too early!
[with her eyes shut] We'll open presents later.
[with her eyes shut] Go back to bed!
[They lie down again; he sits at the corner of the bed, his head hanging, then shuffles disappointedly out of the room and pulls the door shut. The girls sleep peacefully for a moment]
[waking up] Wait a minute.
[waking up] What are we saying?
[waking up] Who cares if we're tired?
It's Christmas! [cut to the balcony. The Professor clumps along toward his own room and stops when he gets halfway there. Without warning, the girls streak past, jolting him out of his deep blue funk] Presents!
[He breaks into a huge smile and runs toward the stairs. Cut to just outside the lighted living room window; happy chatter is heard from inside, mixed with the sound of wrapping paper being torn off boxes. Pull back slowly to frame the entire house, with all its windows now illuminated, and stop on Santa at the curb. Fully suited up, he looks toward the family and then tips a wink to the camera. A touch of his nose, and the background for the end shot comes up in a flash]
[last lines] Now, all the nice kids of the world won't get stiffed. They'll look on with pure joy at every wrapped gift. So paper's torn open and ribbon unfurls, 'cause Christmas was saved, thanks to the Powerpuff Girls!
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