Golly Gopher's Jug-band Christmas chapter 3

Author's note
Well, with July almost over, this may be the only Christmas fic I could finish for now. I do wish to get to the other Christmas fics in December...but that's a TBD basic for now. Continue on!

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It was the next morning, the day before Christmas. Golly was sleeping until he woke up in his room. Well, today's the day! The gopher jumps out of his bed then took out a pen with paper. He wants to write a note to Jimmy, telling him what's going on sort of.
Once Golly's done with his note, he went downwards to the kitchen and put it on the table. As the gopher darts away to get with his pals, we can hear his note, "Hey Jimmy! I'm going to be gone all day. I will explain about that washtub once I see you late tonight; From Golly Gopher."
Of course, had Golly stayed around longer, he would've seen another note floating nearby. We can hear Jimmy's voice that said, "Golly, I will be home late tonight. I will explain about the tool chest once I get back to see you; From Jimmy."
Looks like both friends got some explaining to do about the items later, especially Golly who held the washtub and looks at his house before sighing. Reluctantly, the gopher lifts up a big piece of wood and held a nail down, hammering one huge hole into the washtub itself.
Golly can hope that Jimmy will forgive what he had to do later.

Once Golly got the task done of making his washtub bass, he met up with his pals at a clubhouse of sorts. For a few hours now, the gang practices their makeshift instruments together while singing a song.

Golly, Dolly and Tux: When you meet somebody that don't like soul food
They still got a soul
And it don't mean that you got no rhythm
If you don't like rock 'n roll
But if your tastes are like mine
You like cider not wine
And your very favorite thing to do

Crocco: Is get a perty girl dancin' to jug-band music

Golly, Dolly and Tux: And a mess of mama's barbecue


Four: Barbecue

Golly: lifts my spirit

Golly & Dolly: I swear that it never fails
And the sauce mama makes just stays there forever
If you dare to get it under your nails

Golly: Well you

Golly & Dolly: may be poor with a wolf at your door

Crocco: But money isn't everything

Golly & Tux: You still got the sun and a river full of fun
And you'll always have a song to sing

Golly: So get the frown off your face, we're gonna replace it
With a grin and a dream come true

Crocco: With a pretty girl dancin' to jug band music

Tux & Dolly: And a mess of mama's barbecue

Dolly blew on her kazoo as the others grin eagerely.

Four: Barbecue

Golly: lifts my spirit

Golly, Dolly & Tux: I swear that it never fails
And the sauce mama makes just stays there forever
If you dare to get it under your nails

Golly: So get the

Golly, Dolly & Tux: frown off your face, we're gonna replace it
With a grin and a dream come true

Crocco: With a pretty girl dancin' to jug band music

Golly, Dolly & Tux: And a mess of mama's barbecue

Crocco: That's a pretty girl dancin' to jug band music

Golly, Dolly & Tux: And a mess of mama's barbe-, mess of mama's barbe-

Four: Mess of mama's barbecue

Crocco: A mess of mama's barbecue

Once the song is over, the gang cheers a bit. That was great!
"Oh boy!" Dolly exclaims eagerly.
"Wow, that was fun-tastic! Zing! I can feel the prize money in my pocket...except it isn't in it and I ain't got any pockets! Double Zing," Tux laughed, making another one of his bad jokes.
"Really," Crocco ask his pals hopefully.
"We sound great!" Dolly exclaims happily.
"Yeah, well, we sound fair...time we do it again." Golly suggests, making his pals groan a bit. They have been doing this for hours.
"Awww! Come on! Haven't we done enough?" Tux whines a bit to Golly about the suggestion to practice again.
"Come on! You ain't giving up now, are you?"
"No, we are just tired." Dolly explains to her boyfriend with a friend. The others are tired, they need a break!
"Right; we did done it all afternoon." Crocco admits while nodding his head a bit.
"Well, time we do it some more!" Golly exclaims in determination, much to the others' chagrin. "I didn't put a hole in Jimmy's washtub for this contest just to back off now! We got to win! Here we go!"
"Fine, sure, Mister Big Time Conductor." Tux remarks bitterly to Golly. His friend has to be a control freak.
"You ready, Tux?"
"Yeah, as ever. No Zing."

Now at a fancy-looking fashion building, Robin is helping Jimmy, who is getting frustrated, with the items that he's trying to sew. The boy did the unthinkable: hacking the tool chest to get fabric for his outfit.
"Thanks for letting me come over and using your sewing machine, Robin." Jimmy said to Robin with a nod.
"I still can't believe it." Robin said, shaking her head in amazement by what Jimmy told her and Craig as to what he had done to get what he himself needed.
"I mean, wow! You actually took that tool chest and hocked it to buy some fabric for your outfit." Craig comments in amazement.
"What other choice do I have, Craig? I need to wear for the contest, right?" Jimmy explains to Craig with a sigh. "Besides, once I won the prize, I will have enough money to unhock it."
"Or get a new piano."
"I doubt he would have enough, Craig." Robin said to Craig with a sigh. "So, Jimmy, you think you're going to win the contest, just like that?"
"That's the idea." Jimmy said to Robin with a nod.
"But what if you don't win?"
"I got to go. Golly just got to have a guitar with mother of pearl inlay this Christmas."
"Well, whatever you say." Robin said with a shrug. She can tell that Jimmy is looking forward to getting that gift to his friend this Christmas. The girl hopes that he isn't disappointed should he himself lost.

At the clubhouse, Golly fixes himself, smiling at his pals while saying, "All right! Time we get over to Capital City! I want to be there for the contest!"
"I know that we're going to win, I just know it!" Dolly exclaims excitedly to the others. "That prize money is as good as ours."
"Along with our self-respect, should we have any! Zing!" Tux jokes a bit once more. Suddenly the gang heard engine noises from outside the place. "Huh?"
"Uh, you guys hear something?" Crocco ask his pals, gulping a bit. The gang looks around a bit. Where are those noises coming from?
"Sounds like a motorPSYCHO on a motorcycle!"
The gang looks outside to see what is making those noises. They yelp in alarm upon seeing a familiar group of rogues on snowmobiles with Flying Frog in a bucket on a sled. Predator Hawk, Sergeant Simian, Lightning Lynx and Flying Frog are bumping into their bosses, having difficulties with their rides.
"Hey, who are those guys?" Crocco ask his friends in concern.
"I think it's the Destructix!" Golly explains to Crocco with a frown. What in the world do those jerks want?
Scourge looks up and smirks devilishly as he points to the treehouse, saying, "Hey, look at the birds in the trees!"
"Hey, we're not birds, we're a jug band!" Tux exclaims to the Destructix. "Actually, I'm a penguin so I'm a bird but a flightless one!"
"Plus, we're practicing for the talent contest!" Dolly exclaims in agreement with Tux.
"Makes that a bunch of birds that can't sing," Scourge jokes to his goons, making him laugh cruelly.
"Hey! I resent that! Don't make me come down there!" Tux exclaims with a frown. The penguin has half a mind to go down there and punish the Destructix.
"Hey, hang on. Save it for the contest which we are going to win." Golly brags to the Destructix in determination. This causes the baddies to smirk in amusement at this claim.
"Oh yeah, they're going to win the talent contest, right Scourgie?" Fiona asks her beloved dryly, making most of the others laugh hysterically.
"Shut it!" Scourge remarks angrily to his goons, shutting them up.
"The worst that can happen is hearing the penguin tell bad jokes!"
"Hey! I resent that too! Why, I oughta!" Tux scowls angrily as he prepares to jump out of the clubhouse but his pals grab him, keeping the penguin in. It isn't worth it!
The engines are revved up as the bad guys took their leave. Sergeant Simian exclaims, "Come on, everyone!"
"Let's leave the losers to their practicing!" Fiona exclaims with a smirk, taunting the good guys as she and her pals took their leave.
"Yeah! Ha ha ha," Predator Hawk laughs madly as he leaves on his own snowmobile.
"Time for us to get going," Lightning Lynx exclaims as the bad guys soon away, their engines leave popping noises as they took their leave.
"Huh. What was that all about?" Crocco ask his friends in concern. Those Destructix guys acted like they believe that the jug band won't win the talent show.
"I don't know and I rather not know." Golly answers Crocco with a deep frown. One thing's for sure, the gopher got a bad feeling of what's to come at the talent show.

Author's note
Well, the practicing's done for now. In the next chapter, it's time for the talent show but who will win it when all is said and done? Read, review and suggest.