The Night Before Christmas
By Sean

'Twas the night before Christmas when all through the whale
Robot Santa was attacking and the C:IA wanted to bail

Their weapons were aimed with great care
In hopes that tomorrow they’d still be there

The Reploids were worried they’d soon be dead
And visions of the violence played in each head

And Rebel decided that he didn’t like that
He’d rather have the human who was fat

As soon as he told his crew this conviction
They all decided to join in the mission

Away to the North Pole they flew like a flash
As the impostor followed wanting to clash

The sound of lasers hitting the hull
Made their chances seem rather null

When, what to their startled eyes should appear
But a besieged workshop and captured reindeer

As the robot began to laugh and kick
They knew at once he captured St. Nick

He landed his sleigh and stated his dastardly plan
Rebel commanded us to rescue the jolly, old man

"Team 1, now! Shadowstrike, Outlaw, and Metabad
Go free Santa and the elves or you’ll make me sad!

Now go Void, Majin, Sean, and Dark Knight
Gather the reindeer and toys to make things right!"

As the team scattered, time seemed to crawl
Rebel and Robot Santa had begun to brawl

With a series of season attacks, the fake seemed ahead
But the centipede was determined to kill him dead

A mighty decapitating beam saber stroke
Caused the impostor to fall and croak

As the victor stood, Santa was free
But sadly the man had another plea

The time had become dangerously late
There was too little time for the overweight

Without hesitation the team agreed
To help this man in desperate need

St. Nicholas and Void together soon drew a plan
That half of the world would be covered by the man

While the C:IA Reploids ran the other
None would be wiser, not even his mother

However one detail made Void look very mad
An injured Rudolph was replaced with Metabad

And while this caused most to gawk
Metabad decided this let him rawk

With great speed they first loaded the sleigh
And then they crammed toys into their cargo bay

Shortly after the C:IA began their route
And all except Outlaw disliked the soot

Every house was tiring work in all departments
But they all groaned at the sight of apartments

As the sun rose they returned to the North Pole
Their last stop had been giving X-Hunters coal

And after Santa Claus expressed his immense gratefulness
The team boarded the Whale King with great tiredness

Once on board the team said in unison with great convocation
"Christmas is great, but next year I’m going on vacation!"

The End