[chattering] [Lynn Sr]
Hon! Where are you?! Hut, hut, hike! [Lincoln]
I'm okay! [music playing] Get ready
for the 12 puns of Christmas. [screaming] [unintelligible] Get ready so it's game time! Christmas is only two days away,
and I can't wait. When you've got 10 sisters, Christmas can get
pretty epic. [phone whistling] [chiming] Your driver, Bill is in route
with your package. This year I ordered
an extra special gift for my family. [music playing] It's the day before Christmas, and there's no better time
to be in the Loud House. Luan, what gives? I decided to up my game from the 12 pun of Christmas
to the 12 pranks of Christmas. Well, if it's a Christmas prank,
then I'm all in. That was number nine.
Three more to go. My 12 puns of Christmas are
off to a great start. I've only got to come up
with 11 myrrh. Ho ho ho ho ho.
Make that 10. <i> ♪ It's Christmas time
And our hearts are free ♪</i> <i> ♪ Presents tucked
Underneath the tree now ♪</i> <i> ♪ It's the best day
Of the best time of our lives ♪</i> Great Christmas tunes, Luna! Thanks, little bro! <i> ♪ I want those gifts
So I won't be bad ♪</i> [sighing]
Come on. Having trouble with this year's
Christmas song, Luna? Bro, I'm stuck like Santa
in a chimney. Ooh, that's not bad. <i> ♪ I'm stuck like Santa
In a chimney ♪</i> <i> ♪ Been good all year ♪</i> <i> ♪ So gimme, gimme
Gimme, gimme ♪</i> Uh. Rubbage! Tell me honestly, Lincoln,
does my concept design for my custom-made
Christmas pajamas have too much sparkle? Tonya thinks
it's borderline too much. Don't you, Tonya? Leni... there can never be
too much Christmas sparkle. Thanks Lincoln. See,
sparkle equals happiness. Hey, Lincoln, look, I just made
the perfect Christmas outfit. [Rita]
Has anyone seen my plaid Christmas tablecloth?! Shh. How's the perma snow coming,
Lisa? With a trace amount of ammonia needed to sustain
the creation of snow. That is the constant variable. Whereas I like to call it,
Thursday. You're our only chance
at a white Christmas. Science will prevail. [Lisa]
Wasting your time. Factoring in sleigh speed,
time zone changes, and reindeer bathroom breaks,
it's scientifically impossible for this so-called Kris Kringle
to deliver gifts to the approximately one billion
qualifying children. As you can see,
X equals no stinkin' way. [growling] You're lucky
I'm being nice right now! Now, that Luan is gone,
I'll be safe for awhile. Hey, Stinkin'!
[screaming[ [both screaming] [groaning] Spoke too soon. Just getting ready for a Christmas afternoon
football game. Can I try that tackle
one more time? - No.
- Uh! And now for step two. [snoring]
OMG. [snoring] [groaning] Not happening, Stinkin'.
it's my name on Leni's card. So, if you even think
about trying to pull a swap, you're going down. I already am down. [both]
Huh? What? [snoring] There's always downer,
so keep it moving! Ow. Hi, Lincoln. Lucy, you scared me. You're welcome. I've collected
all the dead pine needles from our Christmas tree. I'm sorry for your loss. [music playing] - See anything?
- Nope. [grunting] Looking for gifts
from mom and dad, huh? Have you checked
dad's underwear drawer? Have we checked
dad's underwear drawer? Lincoln, please.
This is not our first rodeo. [unintelligible]
Figgy pudding. - Hey, dad.
- Hey, Linc Meister. Wanna give the old figgy pudding
a test drive before the big day? Ah, ha ha.
That's so nice, dad, but I'll save it for Christmas. - Yuck.
- Hey, Linc. You feeling
the Christmas spirit? I sure am. Me too, bud.
Me too. <i> ♪ Dashing to the stove ♪</i> Hey, son, you're just in time
to try the crown jewel of old dad's
Christmas Eve feast, the figgy pudding. [coughing] And ruin the surprise at dinner?
I don't think so. Honey, are you sure
this is necessary? We're leaving tomorrow. Lynn,
I can't have a lopsided Santa! Are you crazy? Am I crazy?
You're the one up on the roof. I heard that! Just don't fall off
the roof... again. - Whoa!
- Whoa, oh oh. Thank you, Santa. Santa.
[scoffs] I would'a caught 'er. - I heard that, too!
- What?! Oh mother, you've done so much to make this glorious holiday
perfect. Allow me to look for the tinsel. And after I find it, I'll rub
your tired, aching tootsies. Thank you, Lola.
That's very nice of you. Did you hear that Santa?
She said, "Nice"! I need to put my tiara on. I need to get
our [unintelligible] out there. - I don't care.
- Lola, Lana, Merry Christmas. Come on, Hops. It looks like Rudolph himself. [croaking] We've been waiting all winter for the perfect
sledding conditions. So if you'll excuse us.
[screaming] Whoo hoo!
My reindeer net worked! Sorry, Lincoln, I'm just getting ready
for tonight. I'm gonna catch one
to keep as a pet! [honking] Whoo hoo!
My reindeer pit worked! Uh, don't worry, buddy!
I got a winch! How's the Christmas pageant
coming, Lola? If you must know, Lincoln, it's literally taken years
from my life. Okay, I need my beauty time. Hey, there,
favorite big brother. Allow me to dive into that pile
of smelly, sweaty footwear and find your winter boots
for you. [gasping] There you go, good sir,
two big brother boots. Boy, these are stylish. Okay, what do you want? To get a good haul from Santa. See, contrary to popular belief,
I am no angel. So, if I wanna get
on Santa's nice list, I have one day
to undo 12 months of naughty. Oh, that's so sweet, you guys. Oh, it's dad's figgy pudding. I've never missed
dad's figgy pudding on Christmas, ever.
It's just so awful. And yet, I love it!
Oh, I've got to get home. I can't be away
from my family at Christmas. What was I thinking?
Okay, I can figure this out. I-I'm strong, I'm independent.
I don't need anybody's help. [music playing] Oh, I don't think mom will mind if I just peel back
the corner a little. Hold it!
You are mistle totally busted. Ho ho ho ho ho ho!
That's eight. I can't help it. The sound of the paper tearing,
the smell of the tape, that moment when you stick
the bow in your hair. Give me that! You've gotta kick this habit,
Lori. We don't want a repeat
of last year. [paper rustling, laughing] You guys got some great stuff. Light tree. Lily! Tomorrow night,
Lily gets to turn on the lights for the Royal Woods'
Christmas tree. <i> This is Catherine Mulligan
coming to you live</i> -<i> from the scene of tomorrow--</i>
- Catherine Mulligan. One card left. Good luck, Lily. [babbling] Yes! [Rita]
Big news. I have - an announcement, everyone.
- Huh? Since Lily is
such a big girl now, this year, she is going
to be giving her very own gift. Lily is Santa Claus. Oh. So, whoever's name is
on her card is getting something
very special. And spoiler alert, it's probably
gonna be finger painted. Uh. This. Okay. It's yours. [chattering] [farting] [laughing]
I got you. Prank 11 and prank 12.
The 12 pranks of Christmas. [laughing] That's my granddaughter.
I'm so proud of you, honey. Rip's book. Rip Tinmen. Rip rules. [chattering] Thanks for the pajamas, Leni. Tonya and I worked super hard
on them. The hat was Tonya's idea. Ah, more figgy pudding,
anyone? Huh? [Rita]
Oh, honey. I'm good. Alright. Alright. Later, okay.
[chuckles] As you can see,
things turned out for the best. And I have 300 hours
of community service, but we got to spend
Christmas morning together. And in a few hours,
Luna is going skiing with Sam, Luan has a [unintelligible]
at Sunset Canyon. We're going to take Lori
back to college, and then the rest of us
are going to... Miami! [cheering] Oh, Lincoln, sweetie.
We have one more gift for you. What? Where is it? Check it out. - What could it possibly be?
- Come on, Lincoln. [chuckles] It's our sled. It was so kind
and so thoughtful for you to come up with such
a special gift for the family. So we all chipped in
and fixed it while you were asleep. You can't even tell
it was broken at all. Thank you.
Too bad there's no snow. Oh, I wouldn't be so sure
of that, big brother. Never underestimate
the power of science. [thundering] [chattering]
