Baby Moondancer: We wish you a Merry Christmas
Ten: We wish you a Merry Christmas!
Nine: We wish you a Merry Christmas!
Jack: And fucking good New Year!
Ten: This was in no way staged.
Catrog shows up and offs Jack.
Catrog: I hate the holidays.
After the attack on Jack, Nine and Ten decide to nurse him back to health.
Ten: Shouldn't Jack be in the middle?
Nine: Shouldn't you be finding a better use for your mouth?
Baby Moondancer decides to join, too.
Jack: Found something to use my mouth for! :D
Nine: I think I need to be sick.
Ten: Awww, Ni. I forgot that licking random stuff didn't start until me.
All: Season's Greetings, from our TARDIS to yours!
Catrog made peace with Jack.
Catrog: I swear I won't try to eat you, until next year.
And they all lived happily ever after. Again.