It was Christmas Eve and the excitement was building in the manor.
"Just a little to the left...no right...ok left again...STOP!" cried Lobo.
Chupa, who was balanced precariously on the ladder, froze.
"Don't move an inch Chupa," whispered Lobo, eyes wide like saucers. "The star is in the perfect place."
"Can I let go now?" pleaded Chupa.
Just before Lobo could speak, the door burst open.
"Excuse me sir," said Pancho, causing Chupa to tumble down to the floor.
Lobo sighed and removed the Christmas star off his head.
"Is it urgent?" asked Lobo.
"Very," replied Pancho. "Elizabeth is here to see you."
Lobo brushed himself off.
"Enough relaxing on the job Chupa, we've got company!" cried Lobo.
Elizabeth was Lobo's most favourite human in the world.
"Have you come to help put up Christmas decorations?"
"No Lobo," replied Elizabeth. "I need your help...someone's stolen my Christmas tree!"
Lobo and Chupa gasped.
"How terrible!" cried Chupa.
Lobo scratched his furry chin and sat down. "Where was it taken from?" Lobo asked.
"It was taken from my garden," replied Elizabeth. "I spent all year growing it. The tree was going to be a surprise for my daddy when he got back from helping people in Afghanistan."
"What does your dad do?" asked Chupa.
"He's a superhero," replied Elizabeth, proudly.
"Right Elizabeth," said Lobo. "It's time to get your tree back. Pancho, ready the helicopter!"
Quick as a flash, the gang were at Elizabeth's house. They made their way to the snowy garden.
"This is where it should have been," said Elizabeth, pointing to a tree stump.
Lobo pulled out his magnifying glass and knelt down.
"Hmmm...do you notice something Chupa," asked Lobo, examining the stump and surrounding area.
"Not just any footprints," said Lobo. "Beaver footprints...this was the work of Melvin from the Supper Baddie Animals!"
"But they hate Christmas!" replied Chupa.
"I know," said Lobo. "Which confuses me."
Just then, Lobo heard someone whisper his name from the hedge.
A shadowy figure emerged from the hedge. It was Hector, the little birdie.
"Glad to see you old friend. Do you know why Elizabeth's tree was stolen?"
"I do," whispered Hector.
The little birdie cleared his throat and stuck out his wing.
Lobo nodded and handed him some bird seeds. Hector counted the seeds and began to talk.
She plans to turn it into a rocket and shoot it high into the night sky!"
"Oh no!" gasped Elizabeth. "We need to stop her!"
"Don't worry," replied Lobo. "I got just the plan...but we'd better hurry as it's getting dark."
The gang followed the footprints to a clearing in the woods. There they found Marise Von Chicken and the Super Baddie Animals plotting something not very nice.
"Quiet!" whispered Lobo, as the gang hid behind a bush.
"Mwah ha ha!" cackled Maris. "In a matter of minutes, Father Christmas will ride his sleigh over the woods...and when he does, we'll blast all the presents out of the sleigh with this tree! After that, all of the world's Christmas presents will be mine!"
"You mean ours!" snapped Melvin.
"Oh...yes, of course," replied Maris, rolling her eyes.
Lobo turned to Elizabeth. "Remember to stick to the plan."
"I will," replied Elizabeth.
Lobo didn't need to worry, he knew Elizabeth was a brave little human.
"On the count of three," began Lobo. "One...two...three!"
Chupa and Lobo jumped out of the bushes.
"Stop right there Von Chicken and hand over the Christmas tree!"
"You're too late Lobo," said Maris, striking her matchstick. "And you're out numbered too...get them!"
The Super Baddie Animals began to chase Chupa and Lobo into the woods.
Just then, the distant sound of sleigh bells and a jolly voice could be heard over the trees.
"Stop right there!" cried Elizabeth, holding a bucket of water.
"Oh no!" gasped Maris.
Elizabeth doused her in ice cold water, turning her into a giant ice cube.
Elizabeth jumped for joy as Father Christmas flew over the woods.
"Brillant work Elizabeth, you saved the day!" cried Lobo.
"Now, let's get that tree back to your house," said Lobo. "We got some decorating to do!"
The Christmas tree was set up in the Elizabeth's sitting room and decorated with lots of shiny ornaments.
Elizabeth's daddy very much liked his Christmas surprise when he came home. He said it was the best tree ever.
After drinking mulled apple juice with Elizabeth and her family, Lobo and Chupa waved goodbye.
"I don't know about you Lobo, but i'm exhuasted," said Chupa.
"I'm sure we'll get a good night's rest..." began Lobo. "Once we finishing decorating our tree!"