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"Aaand... Tavi and Scratch here for a late Season's Greetings special!" Octavia said, sitting by the same old fireplace. Just this time, there was a massive Christmas tree with sparkling lights in the background.

"So, obviously our dear author slacked off a lot." Vinyl said, waving a hoof in the air and sighing. "What a late greeting, aye? But at least he made one, right?"

"Ful of tipos too, I might add. Ahem." Octavia said, faking a cough. "But I heard he was pretty busy on his DeviantArt page though. Although, he did have an extremely late request. The client seems happy though, so he's grateful."

"Really? I heard he was on vacation in New Jersey." Vinyl raised an eyebrow. "That's why he's not giving the greetings himself. He's not at the studio."

"Oh is he?" Octavia said. "Bastard leaving us with all the work..." she muttered.

"Kay Tavi. We're not being very festive here." Vinyl warned, taking a small sip from a glass of fine whiskey that decided to show up on the table next to the arm chair she was sitting in. "Obviously we've been here on Epic Wub Time before, but you know."

"So what defines 'festive'? How more jolly can we get right now? I mean, we've got the fireplace, the tree, and with the decorations and all." Octavia said.

"First off, we don't have any presents under the tree yet." Vinyl said. "Which reminds me, it would seem that Santa Colt didn't reach this part of the country this season." she frowned. "Apparently a good half of ponies didn't get their presents."

"Oh yeah, I forgot to let him out." Magnum said, striding into view.

"Magnum, we're kinda filming here." Octavia said, gesturing at the camera.

"Wait, just let me apologize." Magnum cleared her throat loudly.

"For what?" Octavia asked, just as they heard a loud groan come from the other room. The voice sounded disturbingly familiar.

Vinyl raised an eyebrow at Magnum. "Did you shoot Santa?"

"Right out of his bucking sled." Magnum nodded proudly. "He avoided me ever since twelve years ago when I pelted him with paintball pellets. Bucker didn't expect to see me here this time." she grinned.

"Oh my Celestia... Is he going to die?" Octavia gasped, quickly getting up and running into the opposing room.

"So," Magnum shrugged. "Sorry to those ponies that didn't get their presents. I'm sure Santa will run a delivery once he recovers from his shot knee." she said, striding out of view again, leaving only Vinyl in the frame.

"Well." Vinyl said, tapping the arm of the bright red armchair, looking around awkwardly. She checked the time, and sighed. "Tavi? We still have a podcast to film! Tavi..?"

"Sorry. I just had to knock Santa out because he was making an awful lot of noise. Also to make him forget about the pain later." Octavia said, walking back and taking her seat on the left.

"Great. Now he'll be back again next year as an oblivious target." Vinyl face-hoofed, sighing deeply. "Well didn't that end perfectly."

"It did!" Magnum called from somewhere off screen.

"A late Merry Christmas and Happy Hearth's warming everypony." Vinyl said, quickly running across the room and turning off the camera before Octavia could add in another word.