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Atop a snowy Mt. Mobius, the great and evil scientist, Robotnik, was scheming again. "Ohoho! It's that time again!" the massive sack of lard crowed. Grounder stepped, er, treaded into the room, "But doctor, I thought you hated Christmas?" His blubber bounced as he turned and said, "Everyone, myself included, loves this time of year! That stupid hedgehog enjoys giving gifts to his friends, the fox loves spreading the joy, and I..." Scratch, curious, said, "What, your nastiness?" "...love doing the opposite!" Robotnik cackled.

"I plan to disguise myself as Santa-" his bots interupted, "Again?" "It's not original, but this time, it's so foolproof, that none of you can ruin it! Ha! Anyway, I'm going to hop down the chimnies of those fun loving fools, do a Grinch, and then keep them for myself!" "Isn't your, um, physique going to stop your descent?" Coconuts asked. "Indeed! That is why I will invent a machine that will have me drop a few pounds! I have been getting a little stubby..."

After a few weeks, the doctor marveled at his newest invention. "Brilliant! Now to see how it works... SCRATCH!" "Yes, your vileness?" Scratch questioned as he peeked around the corner. "I dropped my wallet in there, maybe I can give you some cold cash if you get it?" "OH BOY!" Grounder yelled as he lept into the machine. Scratch shook his fist, "You little thief!" Then Robotnik pushed a button. Moments later, Grounder appeared, fat from head to... tread? Grounder looked at the doctor and replied, "I found your wallet!" Robotnik just groaned.

"Maybe science just won't work this time..." Robotnik looked at the workout machine he bought. "As long as this works..." A few minutes into using it, the scientist said, "Wow! I'm feelin' the burn!" The doctor made it into a daily routine, but he liked doing it so much, he did it for most of the day, every day. A few days later, Scratch came in and said to the buff doctor, "Your muscularness?" "Not now, Scratch, wait till I'm done!" The doc replied.

Robotnik hopped out of the peripheral and yelled, "Watch out, Mobius, Ivo Claus is coming!" His robots overheard him, and said, "Robotnik?" "Yes, my beloved robots, the time is now! Soon, Christmas will be ruined!" "Doctor?" "Save it for later!" He yelled as he lept into the Egg-O-Matic.

"First stop, this random house!" The buff one laughed as he landed. The doc quickly lept through the chimney, and, to his surprise, saw Sonic, Tails, and some other dudes! Tails asked, "Hey, Sonic, who is that?" Robotnik gasped "Who am I? Why, little boy, I'm Santa! Don't you know? It's Christmas!" Sonic, seeing through the guise replied, "Too late, Robuttnik. It-" An alarm sounded, interupting Sonic. Everyone in the room, except Robotnik, yelled, "HAPPY NEW YEAR!" It was then that he realized he was working out for too long. "Better luck next year, bad luck, that is." Sonic just said.