MARE: BOX! Where are you?! Honey, can you hear me?!
MARE: BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOXXXX!
CHEF: We-a never-a gon find the boy-a this-a way. We should-a-be waiting atta de house for-a him!
DOCTOR: Maybe, but we have to try, Chef. Box is just a defenseless little baby. Besides, Mrs. Snowman stayed behind just in case he wanders home.
MARE: Oooh I could KILL YOU for this!
KUSE: But Mare! It wasn't my fault! It was that damn snowman! He threatened me with the Rice-A-Roni song!
MARE: Yeah, that'll hold up in the courts, Kuse. "I lost my baby because I had to stop a talking snowman from singing the Rice-A-Roni song."
KUSE: Mare, I can't go wrong with the truth!
MARE: I'm going to see if he's in any of the hidden passageways. Don't come home until you find him.
KUSE: But we're already looked everywhere! I don't know what else to do!
KUSE: Mare! Wait!
KUSE: This is all YOUR fault, you know.
MISTA SNOWMAN:My fault? How is this my fault?
KUSE: If you hadn't distracted me with your stupid singing, none of this would've ever happened!
MISTA SNOWMAN: You blame the missing child on my singing?! Blasphemy! My songs are Christmas magic and could never account for such badness!
JAMES LIPTON: That snowman makes a remarkablous point!
MEANWHILE...
KNACKS: Just a little tighter and...voila! Today's gift is complete!
TIGERBOY: What is he supposed to be? What's with the broom? Is he a custodian?
KNACKS: I'm not sure. He might be a custodian. He also might be a Webelos pack leader. He could be anything!
KNACKS: Tigerboy, we gotta jet. We were supposed to help Mare and Kuse find Box down at the Playmobil Advent Calendar over an hour ago.
TIGERBOY: Shame that they had to start without us. We tigers have extraordinary search-and-rescue capabilities.
KNACKS: I can't get the custodian/pack leader to start being alive yet. Let's come back for him later...we gotta go.
MEANWHILE...
LEGOTRON: Kuse, I know this has been a really sucky day, but we've been looking for that kid for hours. He's obviously not here...let's go home.
KUSE: You guys can go. I'm just gonna hang out here for a little bit longer...just in case. Thanks for all the help today.
KUSE: Aren't you going with them, Waiterbot?
WAITERBOT: Nah. I can stay for a while.
KUSE: You're just trying to avoid having to make awkward smalltalk with them on the walk back home, aren't you?
WAITERBOT: Let's just say that I'm staying behind so you'll have company.
KUSE: I can't believe I lost Box. What kind of father am I?
WAITERBOT: Well, I lost my wife...so what kinda husband am I?
KUSE: I'm such an idiot. There's no way Box can take care of himself out there. What if something terrible happened? Mare's never going to speak to me again.
KUSE: I really do love my family, y'know? It was so much fun. Boning Mare, going to check on the baby, then boning Mare again because she thought it was adorable that I went to check on the baby. I had it made, and now look at me. Ugh...
WAITERBOT: Here, open today's gift box. Maybe it'll make you feel better.
KUSE:That's still here? I figured the asshole snowman would've run off with it. You open it...I'm not in the right frame of mind. I'll end up denting the box hardcore and decreasing its overall value.
WAITERBOT: You got a bird. A very exotic bird.
KUSE:Sigh. Box would've loved that bird.
MEANWHILE...
TROLL: Have you two gone mad?!
TROLL:Mrs. Snowman?! That's the best you could do?! You expect me to take Mrs. Snowman to the boss?!
EVIL-1: You said it didn't really matter which one we took!
EVIL-2: Yeah, and besides, she was the only one home! Ripe for the kidnapping! It was an opportunity not to be missed.
TROLL: Get back out there and find me someone good! The boss will have all our heads if I go in there with this thing!
LATER!
KNACKS: Hey Kuse, sorry we're late. Any sign of the kid?
KUSE: None. It's like he just vanished. I don't understand it.
KUSE: PS, thanks for getting here on time. Great job so far on the godfather gig. Really, you're doing awesome.
WAITERBOT: This is so boring. How long are we going to sit here?
