I love the holidays.

In Apocalypse Berg, the weather is dusty and the coffee tastes extra pumpkin spicy.

This holiday season has definitely descended into chaos.

Now that the Duplo Savages destroyed our land.

Hey, Lucy.

Epi holidays.

Sorry.

Did I interrupt your brooding sesh?

Yeah, it's no biggie.

I was just feeling everyone in and how tough it is to live here.

But, you know, it'll cheer everyone up.

Please don't say holiday party.

Holiday party.

And you said it.

We're having No.

Yes.

No.

Come on, I've got a plan.

Step one.

Get everyone together in the town square.

Step to ice skating.

Step three, decorate this town for the most tinsel tastic holiday party apocalypse Berg has ever seen.

Okay, you're who'd be captaining this, Holly?

Jolly Merry Market Emmett, Lower section 12.

We need more green bricks.

Let's go.

Let's go, Lucy.

When this tree lights up, you'll be able to see it from way.

Don't need any more unwanted attention.

Relax.

Just think this is a quiet little neighborhood shindig With just a few of our closest friends and a tree you may or may not be able to see from space.

Really.

Now, listen up.

Apocalypse burgers weigh all deserve a little peace and happiness.

This holiday season, however you celebrate, let's celebrate together more eggnog, sir.

Wait all year for this sweet nectar of joy.

Indubitably.

My tummy's a little rumbly.

It looks awesome.

Time to light it up, kid.

There she close.

I like darkness.

This is a super beautiful.

Oh, no.

Oh, okay.

Looks like it's time to pay these apocalypse burgers.

A visit?

Yes, it e knew it.

Everyone battle stance.

E was not expecting that.

E awesome.

Alfred Sweater only has eight abs.

Not cool, bro.

But, sir, known me every day.