A Christmas Angel Match (2025)

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Love, true Love.

Those magical moments that

bring people together just so.

Serendipity. Coincidence. Fate.

Everyone has their own name for it.

You know how some

people seem drawn together

in an almost magical way?

Or angelic.

That would certainly be more accurate.

Christmas has always

been the most beautiful time

to bring couples together.

Not to brag, but the

Christmas Connection Angels

are the architects

of all the most magical love matches.

Christmas Connection Angels spend all year

surveying the Earth and

deciphering which humans

are most equipped for

a Christmas soul match.

It truly is a dream job,

the ultimate place to

bask in Christmas cheer,

beautifully intertwined with romance,

and I, Monica,

being one of the oldest

and best and brightest

of the Christmas Connection Angels,

well, I've been orchestrating love matches

since before the time of

the first Christmas trees.

It's always been so elegant,

bringing soulmates together at Christmas,

so easy, really.

You just follow the guidelines of the HARK,

our trusty angel handbook,

and the magic of Christmas does the rest.

Or... did.

It pains me to say,

but times have changed

over the last few years.

These days,

the Tenderhearts...

humans, as you call them...

are just always busy...

always scrolling, always

missing the moment.

I mean, love has always needd

a little luck...

a glimmer, a glance.

Now, it barely even gets a chance!

Honestly, I'm not going to lie.

It's been a little disheartening lately.

I know it's not just me who's struggling.

This modern age has its challenges.

It really does.

And obviously, Cloud

Command has everyone on edge

with all the downsizing rumors.

Making successful soul matches

is more critical than ever this season.

That's why it's so important to remember

love works in mysterious ways.

Even if we don't fully understand it.

Fun fact. Did you know

that when people fall in love,

their heart rates can actually sync up?

So that fluttery feeling,

it's not just in your head.

It's adrenaline.

- I did know that.

- Of course you did.

A centuries-old Angel knows everything.

Oh, thank you.

- Oh!

- Oh!

My Christmas Connection Quill!

Monica, I am so sorry.

I did not pay attention. Here.

Let me help you with that.

You're not helping.

Wait. Well, why didn't

I think of this sooner?

There. Definitely a little less wet.

Not helping.

It's good. It's good. We're

good. We're gonna be late.

Hey, well, at least I didn't

get any on your clothes, right?

You look very pretty. Pretty.

You look pretty prepared

for the presentation.

So, even if your quill's not,

you look... prepared.

Oh. Thank you.

Welcome.

Next time, maybe decaf.

Oh. Great idea.

Thanks, Mirabelle. I

didn't even think of that.

Anyway, you're going to crush it!

Good luck!

Ah. There. Good as new.

Monica, please tell me

you haven't been replaying

- your last missed connection.

- I just...

I don't know what happened. I got them

to the point of slow dancing, Mirabelle.

Slow dancing.

They had it all, and

they just threw it away.

That's not your fault. You

can't compete with devious DMs.

DMs.

Direct messaging on social media.

Humans and their phones, it's a real issue.

Yes, but I do just keep going

back to rule number three

of the HARK.

We can guide souls to love.

We can't force love.

Here. Presentations start soon.

We should get going.

Um, do you know what?

I'm just going to take

one more minute to

go over it. I just, um...

I know I've been working on it all year,

but I want to make sure that it's perfect.

Monica, you've got this, truly.

I hope so.

Hey, did you hear Michael's going to sing

"I'll Be Home for Christmas"

after his presentation?

Mm. Of course he is. All eyes on Michael.

Honestly, I can't believe

he has his wings already.

I mean, he's not even a century old.

These new cherubs, they just don't get it.

Christmas love is not about flash.

It's about depth.

Michael's work is all frosting, no cake.

I mean, he did make five

matches last Christmas

and won Best Angel his

first decade. So, there's that.

Mm-hmm, but it's quality

over quantity, Mirabelle.

I mean, three of the

matches he made this decade

broke up within a year.

Not to mention, he doesn't follow protocol.

He just wings it. And

don't even get me started

about how he dodges responsibility

like it's a snowball fight.

Well, we're all lucky to

have you to look up to.

I mean, you care, Monica. You really do.

You've guided more soulmates

than most angels ever have

in their entire existence.

You're the gold standard,

the North Star we look to.

So, even though Michael's a little messy,

we'll always have you,

an angel with heart.

And heart always wins.

One of the HARK says,

"Serve your soulmates."

At least Michael and all

the other younger ones,

they do do that.

Yes, but rule number

two is, "Keep it selfless,"

Michael just seems all

about making the match

and not about the people.

Gabriel says he just has a

different way of matching.

Making matches. Maybe times are changing.

Did you see that? Did you

see how Darcy looked at me?

She gave you a cookie.

A cookie laced with judgment.

Come on. You're just

nervous about the presentation.

It's making you paranoid.

Maybe you're right.

I just don't want everyone

thinking I've lost my touch.

No one thinks that, Monica.

It's been a hard season

for everyone, seriously.

Yeah. I mean, how can

any of them fall in love

when they won't even look up?

Siri love matches do not count.

Plus, all this talk about

downsizing, it's just,

it really is a stressful time.

No one is being downsized.

Gabriel hasn't said that,

and no one's talking about you.

We're angels, Monica.

We don't say anything bad about anyone.

But it's true, right?

Not even Michael's triumphant laugh.

I just don't understand

why Michael's matches

seem to be the only ones that are sticking.

Well, that's true.

He doesn't even follow the rules.

I guess he must work hard or something.

But you're probably right.

It's just nerves. Oh.

Hey!

There's Gabriel.

Time to face the Christmas music.

Oh, Gabe. Gabe, hey. How you doing?

- Michael.

- How are you?

Hey, didn't see you there.

Really, really great job

matching up those two Oscar winners,

you actor, actor, shmactor

matcher maker, you.

You are really making the

DCC look tree-mendous.

Well, thank you, Gabriel.

That was a fun match,

if you know what I mean.

You know, it's amazing

the connections that we can form

when a little bit of

strategic fun is infused.

You know what I mean? Am I right?

Or am I right, Monica?

Strategic fun?

I suppose that is one way to do it.

Oh. Sounds like you don't agree.

Wh... That fun is the way to create

a deep and meaningful soulmate match?

Yes. Yes. I would say I

definitely do not agree.

Oh, interesting, but I would argue

that my connection count proves otherwise.

Oh, Michael.

Always focused on the

digits and not the depth.

Oh.

Well, as office manager of the DCC,

I would just like to point

out that you two have

some good old-fashioned

banter going on there.

I like to see it. I do.

I... I really, really do.

Uh, oh! Darcy.

You're up.

That's me. That's my cue.

Okay. Go. Good luck.

Well, well, well.

Hello, everyone.

Merry Christmas, all you

beautiful angels out there.

First of all, I would like to say thank you

for joining us for yet another millennia

of Christmas love matches.

Yeah! Alright!

As you all know,

Christmas is the perfect time

to find love at the first halo.

Halo?

Hello! It's, you know...

Thank you. Thank you. You're all too kind.

Uh, before we get to our presentations,

I think the moment you've

really all been waiting for.

Bit of a shake-up this year.

After what we've been

calling the Monica era,

this year's winner of Best

Angel of the Year goes to...

Michael!

What? No.

At 97, you are the youngest angel

to ever win a second golden

BAY Award. Congratulations.

Wow. Thank you so much. I got to tell you,

I was not expecting that. I

don't have any speech prepared.

- It's fine. It's fine.

- So, I just want to say

thank you, and also, uh, you know,

so many of you have

been asking me, you know,

with the potential downsizing,

what is my secret?

And I just want to say, it is fun, okay?

It is fun, and what you

want to do is infuse that.

And you want to create events

that bring the Tenderhearts

together in a way

that makes them not be

able to ignore one another.

So, that is my secret. Thank you very much.

Oh, uh, also, just one more thing.

Um, special shout-out to the

Valentine and Hallows Eve angels

for their valiant attempt,

but it is the Christmas Connection Angels

that are the best in the biz.

Thank you very much.

This is for all of you.

Thank you.

Great speech, Michael.

Oh, thank you so much, Gabriel.

It means so much.

Congratulations, Michael.

Ah, thank you. Thank you.

Um, listen. I also wanted to say,

I hope your quill is okay.

It's fine. Uh, are these

all your soul matches?

Yeah.

For just this season?

Yeah. I mean, I figured, you know,

if there's rumors of downsizing,

I figure why not go big or go home, right?

Right. So you feel like you can make

this many deep and meaningful connections?

It'... It's December 15th,

and we've been planning this all year.

And you... you know you have to have it

completed by the end of December?

Yeah. I mean, I definitely think

I can make all these matches.

In fact, I think I could make

them before Christmas.

I mean, this would have been

nothing for you back in the day.

Right?

Is this just... You're

just doing one this year?

Okay! Monica, you're up.

Well, tell us what you got. Come on.

Alright. Go get 'em.

Good luck up there.

I'm excited to hear about it.

Enjoy.

Hello. Thank you.

For your consideration,

I present Daisy Willoughby

and Patrick Glenn.

They have both devoted

their lives to helping others

and are working toward a

greater good in their work.

The odds of combining

their destinies are excellent,

and together, they will

bring more kindness...

- Um...

- and light into the world.

I pledge to have them matched together

by our standard deadline

of December 31st.

Sorry. Uh, this is wild.

You're not going to

believe this, but I don't know

if there's a glitch in the

system here or what.

But check this out, because

I have the exact same...

We have the same couple. What?

Has that ever happened, two

angels with the same couple?

- No, no, no, no.

- It's weird.

Gabriel, Gabriel, this

is... This does not happen.

There's a... there's

a glitch in the system.

I don't know if there's

a glitch or what it is,

but I'm telling you, that's my match,

and you know what I've discovered?

Is that, sure, Patrick and Daisy are kind.

They are also in need of some F-U-N,

some big-time fun,

and that's what I plan to

do for Patrick and Daisy.

Uh, I apologize, everyone.

This is not supposed to happen,

I assure you.

Head office is not

supposed to give two angels

the option of matching

the same Tenderhearts.

Uh, big mistake, big

mistake at Cloud Command.

Thank you, Gabriel. See?

Everyone knows that angels work alone.

We all know this. It's... It's a glitch,

and Michael, it's a great thing

that you have all these

other souls to choose from.

You can leave this deserving

and important couple to me.

I wasn't, uh, really...

Is that Cloud Command?

Yep. Yes, it is.

Hello! Uh-huh.

Yeah. Uh...

Wow. Uh, okay.

That's right.

Alrighty.

Well, everyone,

it appears the rumors

of downsizing are true.

Uh, Cloud Command

is considering merging us

with the cupids over at

Valentine's department.

No! That's not... We can't

be... No, no, no, no, no, no, no.

Listen, listen, listen. Everyone, listen.

Hark the herald angels sing

Thank you. Thank you.

But Cloud Command is giving us

one last kick at the old can,

and they would like us

to try something different.

And that means that this year,

Michael and Monica,

you'll be working together on this one.

What? No, no. No, no. Not with him.

- Yeah, we could do that.

- Not with him.

Times are changing.

All across Cloud Command, we're seeing it.

Uh, that means we need to evolve,

and if Cloud Command says

you two are working together,

you two are working together.

Our department depends on it.

So, Michael, drop all your other matches.

You two are a team on this love match.

- It's so hot in here.

- What are you doing here?

Oh, I was just following

her. I got some great intel.

Well, don't sneak up on me

like that again. It's annoying.

Okay. Sorry.

Look. I know you disagree

with some of my methods

and that you're a little bit sensitive.

- I'm not sensitive.

- But I think

this could be great, us a matchmaking team.

Oh, you do, do you?

I do.

Where'd she go?

Oh, there she is.

Look who just came in!

He's right behind her!

All I'm saying is, we

put our heads together,

and I think we'd have a lot of fun.

Look. Not to be disrespectful, Michael,

but I know how to do this job, okay?

So just... You can relax

and watch the pros at work.

Okay.

Wait. You're not doing a

clich cafe collision, are you?

Uh, you know, some

things are called a clich

because they work perfectly every time.

Let me focus. I am trying to save

the Department of Christmas Connections.

Okay.

But you know this isn't

going to work, right?

It's going to work.

But it's not.

Michael, I have been using

the Brewed Awakening method for decades.

Oh, I know.

What's that supposed to mean?

Nothing.

Oh! Look-y, look-y.

Hi. Hi. Yes.

Yes. I am so sorry I missed your call.

Yeah. No. No. I'm just

grabbing a coffee and some...

I'm just going to step outside.

- See?

- You distracted me.

Okay. You could have been

the most focused angel in the world,

and that would not have worked.

Why does this keep happening to me?

Mmm. Hot chocolate.

What are you doing?

I am handing you a cup of

melt-in-your-mouth goodness?

Angels don't drink hot chocolate.

Have you... Have you

really never read the HARK?

Yeah, skimmed it. Actually,

there's a rumor that it's being revised.

I'm just gonna wait for the next draft.

Where did you hear that?

- Around the water cooler.

Michael, gossip is not very angelic,

and neither is hot chocolate.

Wait. Sorry.

Are you telling me you've

never tried Earth hot chocolate?

I've never tried any hot chocolate.

The HARK clearly states

that we keep our actions pure and selfless.

We're only on Earth to

help connect our soulmates.

We are angels with purpose.

That purpose is not to have hot chocolate.

Well, you are missing out,

my fine feathered friend. Mmm.

Okay. I just... I need to think

and focus on another

way to bring them together.

Everyone knows that

the best connections come

from thoughtful, organized gestures.

Do they?

Yes, they do.

Michael, I'm 587 years old.

I've been doing this

job for a little while.

I think I know a thing or two.

You're just a kid.

What are you, 96?

Ninety-seven.

Yes, exactly. I don't need your help.

But I think you kind of do.

I mean, I've made matches

that you've never made.

Mine are just a little more... Okay.

I don't want to have to remind you here,

but I think you do remember

that I am the one that matched

the... celebrity couple.

Oh, that's right.

Michael the Hollywood angel.

Now, remind me.

How did that turn out?

Oh, that's right.

They broke up, twice.

But I did get them together,

twice, and married nonetheless.

There is something to be said about that,

and you're probably wondering,

"But how did you do it?"

Well, my Christmas connection

was fun and spontaneous.

Okay. We get it. You're

fun and spontaneous.

That's enough.

Fine. I'll tell you what.

I will try your way,

but you, you have to

take a sip of hot chocolate.

I am not drinking that.

- Mmm.

- You have whipped cream

- on your face.

- I do?

Yes.

Did I get it?

Listen.

Will you please just let

me take the lead on this?

- Mm-hmm.

- I'm telling you.

They need to connect

over something meaningful,

or there's just going to be a repeat

of your Hollywood couple debacle.

Okay. I'm just saying that

I will take the lead on this

when it inevitably fails.

It's not going to fail.

- But if it does fail.

- It's not going to fail.

But if it does fail. Deal?

- Deal.

- Great.

Hi, guys!

Mirabelle, so good to see you.

- You brought Mirabelle?

- Of course.

- Oh.

- Yeah. Hope I'm not intruding,

but, uh, thanks for having me.

Always love helping Monica on a match-up.

Okay. Let's do this.

Hey, wait, wait, wait.

What's going on here?

You doing a cute puppy pairing?

Yes. It is a tried and true method

of creating a deep soul connection.

Two people bonding

over the care and protection

of an animal in need,

it brings out the most beautiful

parts of the Tenderhearts.

Yeah. Historically, I would agree with you,

but you do know that

Patrick is allergic to dogs?

- One, two three, four.

- Yes!

Uh, how allergic is he?

EpiPen in his pocket allergic.

No!

It was supposed to be a kitten booth,

but you know, with the

budget cuts at the DCC,

I had to go with puppies.

Wait. There was a price difference?

Yes.

Never mind the specifics.

We have a Noel-911.

I think I lost a puppy.

No! No, no, no!

This is going to derail everything!

Okay. Just calm down. Calm down.

Everything is going to be fine.

How can you say that?

You're glad that this happened.

Why would I be glad this happened?

Because you said the

puppy pairing was a bad idea.

Well, it is a bad idea,

but I don't want to see

a puppy going missing or

you being all stressed out.

Oh. Well, thank you.

- That's very nice.

- You're welcome.

I think it went that way.

In here? He's not here.

His name is Clarence.

Clare... You named the Christmas puppy?

- Of course.

- Interesting.

I believe that connections

grow in all spaces

based on the energy

and effort that you put in,

and that applies to magical puppies, too.

Just never thought about it like that.

You think I'm ridiculous.

I do think you're

ridiculous, but not about this.

It actually makes sense. In

order to create a connection,

you need to have a connection to it.

That's what you mean, right?

That's exactly what I mean.

Well, good.

Ah! Oh! Oh, gosh. Oh, no, no.

Get it away. Get it away. Get away.

Get away. Get away. Shoo. Shoo. Shoo.

Oh.

Oh! Oh, no.

Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no.

Shoo! Shoo! Shoo! I'm really allergic.

Can someone please... Oh! Oh, no, no, no.

She's going to help him!

I need a tissue. I need a tissue.

Oh, no! Be careful! Ah!

Oh!

Ooh! Ooh, ooh, burn.

Ooh, ooh.

Ice. Aloe. Uh, uh, medic?

Someone! Medic!

Well, hi there.

Is it time to find you a little home?

So... job well done?

Oh, hey, Gabriel.

Um, I think I just heard

someone call my name.

Did you hear that? Bye!

Monica, Michael, have a seat.

Oh.

Okay. Okay. Remind me.

Did I or did I not tell you

to work together on this?

You did, sir.

And did I or did I not mention

that we're at risk of being downsized?

You did, sir.

So why do I have one Tenderheart

nursing minor burns on his hand

and the other Tenderheart alone,

fostering a puppy?

This is not two Tenderhearts

closer to becoming soulmates.

Having Michael there distracted me, sir.

You're supposed to be working

together, combining forces.

Divide and feather, all

those things, remember?

Yeah, I remember, but she's

not too keen on working with me,

boss, and also, there's Mirabelle. Uh...

You don't know what you're doing!

You don't know what you're doing.

Enough. You two are my best angels.

You're the best of the best,

but right now, you're acting like

you just got your wings.

Well, I did kind of just get my wings.

Semantics. I'm just saying

that I have to report to Cloud Command

on the status of all of

our successful matches,

and right now, we have none.

So get it together, you

two, because I do not want

to be sharing an office

with Cupid. You hearing me?

Ugh. Those bows and arrows?

Together, a team.

Fine.

Fine. Fine.

Fine.

Oh. Not to be critical, but

your landing was a bit off.

Could use a little work.

This is not the time for jokes.

Never in my centuries at the DCC

have I ever been reprimanded until now.

My work as a Christmas

Connection Angel is a disaster.

What? A rough start, sure,

but I mean, we're not cupids,

the little bows and arrows!

We are creators.

We set the scene.

We push fate into motion.

I mean, it takes brains to do what we do,

not just little wings, you know?

I know what our job is.

Thank you, Michael.

We are Christmas Connection Angels.

It is a top-tier gig.

The matches are already made,

but we're there to just nudge them along.

It's not that hard.

Did you miss the part

where Patrick was scalded

while having an allergy attack?

Minor detail.

Look. Here's the thing, is,

we can't continue arguing,

because it's not gonna work.

We're not arguing. You're just wrong.

Oh, okay. Well, why don't

we just try a more angelic way?

You know, wings together,

one mission, you and I.

What do you say?

Mm. No.

Okay.

What are you doing?

We're wreath-making,

and I'm fixing this one,

because it's practically naked.

It needs to have a bow,

and people are watching.

What are you talking about?

What? Pinecones, holly,

those are just the bones,

but the bow, the bow, I mean,

that's... that's the soul

of the wreath, you know,

ties it all together.

- Mm-hmm.

- Literally.

Funniest story. One time,

a Tenderheart couple I paired up,

they actually connected

over debating bow placement.

She was a little off-center.

He was more of a traditionalist.

It was a real wreath-to-romance pipeline.

The sparks were flying,

if you know what I mean.

Mm-hmm. How do you know that?

Because I might have been observing

a little more closely

than I should have been.

Oh, you broke the HARK!

Bent. Nudged.

Gently massaged.

Look. What I'm trying to say though,

is we need to get in the

mind of the Tenderhearts

and do the things the Tenderhearts do,

like wreath-making.

Trust me. It helps.

Also, trust me. It won't be fun.

In fact, it's going to be so miserable.

You're very serious about this.

Only about important things,

like bows and saving Christmas.

Okay. There.

See? Perfect.

I mean emotionally perfect. Structurally,

it's a disaster, but...

It has character.

Yeah.

Okay. So... what now?

Uh, uh, now, we, uh...

we shake on it, you know?

No fun at all,

just, like, serious business,

just angelic professionalism.

Angel's honor.

Fine.

So, what are we doing here?

Well, we need to figure out

what Patrick actually does for fun.

I have been studying Patrick all year.

He doesn't have fun.

He works and volunteers

and spends time with his

adoptive grandmother, Elaine.

That's it.

Elaine. That's how he has fun.

We can't just guess. We need to see

what she brings out in him,

you know, what matters to him now,

what actually excites him.

So you want to spy on him.

Observe, casually.

Like holiday ninjas.

Checkmate. I still got it, don't I?

Every time.

They do a beautiful

Christmas setup here, huh?

Very nice. I'm comfortable here.

Good. Yeah. Do you feel

like you're back at home?

Patrick, dear, you're a sweetheart,

but you've been here all morning.

It's a beautiful day outside.

You really should be out with your friends.

I am with my friends.

People your own age, darling.

My whole world's online.

Real-life friends are overrated.

Did I tell you how close I am

to cracking this sequencing code at work?

It could be my Christmas miracle.

Um, but I'll get back

to that later tonight.

I just worry that you're giving

too much to your online world

and keeping too little for yourself

out here in the real world.

I know how much you love your work,

and I do appreciate the

time you spend with me,

but please, think about it.

I think about everything

that you talk to me about.

Oh, speaking of which, my algorithm

keeps bringing up this dance.

It's called the Christmas foxtrot.

My phone must have heard

us talking about something

last time I was here.

Anyhow, I... I spent hours...

watching reels about it.

Um, it's kind of an old-fashioned dance.

- You ever heard of it?

- Heard of it?

Honey, I won my high school dance trophy

in heels and a petticoat doing the foxtrot.

Stand up.

- What?

- Oh, come on.

- No, no, no.

- You brought it up.

- I just...

- Don't worry. I'll lead.

You know, boy, you better.

Alright. Just lift this up here.

Mm-hmm. Oh.

Slow. Quick. Quick.

- Slow.

- Slow.

Quick. Quick.

- Alright.

- Slow. Slow.

Quick. Quick.

- Alright. Let me try.

- Knocking things over now.

Alright.

I've always loved watching

the Tenderhearts dance.

It's the one thing I always

thought looked so nice.

Wait. Are you telling me you

haven't tried dancing, either?

Well, uh, I mean,

sure, by myself at a DCC Christmas party,

but never... with

someone, like that, I mean...

Have you?

I mean...

Well, no.

Not like that.

You're right, though.

It does, like you said,

look really fun.

No. I didn't say "fun."

Sweet. Fun. It's the same thing.

It's just so...

- Just looks so harmless.

- Mm-hmm.

Maybe an angel wouldn't be

sent to the mailroom for dancing.

No. No.

We were lucky enough to be born angels.

It's our purpose.

We're destined.

Our entire existence is to help others.

It's not about what we want.

Maybe sometimes it should be.

We need to focus. What

have we learned here?

We have learned that Patrick's Achille heel

is the cha-cha.

I think it's the foxtrot.

Whatever. Okay. Let's go.

I can't believe we're

so close to Christmas.

I am not ready.

Really? You look ready.

This is just for my cousins.

I haven't even started on my siblings.

Well, you're way ahead of me.

Don't think I have one gift yet.

Of course you haven't.

You're working 24-seven.

I'm working 24-seven

because of my book deadline.

I still can't believe what

you're writing about, Daisy.

Why would you say that?

- Christmas tales of love?

- And?

Daisy Willoughby, you are

writing a book about love,

but you know nothing about it.

- That is not true.

- Mm. I seem to remember

your last serious relationship

being in high school.

Okay. Well, it was,

but writing does not need

to be based on experience.

Imagination is just as powerful.

Plus, it's about senior

citizens' story of love.

My grandpa's idea, actually.

Aw. Well, that's cute.

Well, in any case,

I'm just glad you moved back home,

even though I only see you

once every three months.

I know. I know. I'm the worst.

No. You're literally the best.

That's why I want to see you more.

Yeah. Well, I'm still trying

to convince my grandpa

to warm up to the idea

of moving into that retirement residence.

Well, I'm sure if you

love it, he will, too.

Yeah. In between work

and time with my grandpa,

I feel like I hardly have time to breathe.

So tell me why you're fostering a puppy?

Fair point.

So, she's shopping with a friend.

We already know that Daisy's overworked.

Mm-hmm. Yeah. You

know, it's the one thing I love

about these Tenderhearts, is, they say

everything they're feeling.

We already know all of this.

Why are we here?

We are here to spread a

little joy and have some fun.

Don't worry. Not you.

Daisy and Patrick.

You're bringing Patrick here?

Yeah. Trust me.

- I don't.

- Well, you should.

I can't believe you're

setting up a love match

without any preparation.

Come on. Just have some faith.

Patrick, Daisy,

you're so close to your soulmate.

Just put your phone down!

You know, this calls

for a little ninja star.

One second.

Hello? Hi, Mom.

What do you mean, you

can't put up the Christmas tree?

You got a nine-foot tree? Why?

Okay. Okay. Stop. No.

Don't do it by yourself.

I'll be right there.

Sorry, Dais. I got to go save my mom

- from her giant Christmas tree.

- Of course.

- I'll call you later?

- Yes.

Okay. Bye.

Good luck.

Ready to see a little magic?

Michael, what are you doing?

What's it look like I'm doing?

It's a Christmas flash mob!

- Christmas flash mob?

- Christmas flash mob.

What's the one thing

we learned about Patrick?

It's that he loves to dance with Elaine.

He's a real Fred Astaire.

- Oh, did we learn that?

- Yeah.

Lookit.

Oh, just look up from your phones!

- Oh!

- Oh, they're so close!

Come on!

Uh-huh.

Mm. Patrick doesn't

look like he's enjoying this.

Yeah. Okay.

That way. No. Um, if I could... Guys?

Dance them together.

That's not a thing.

It is now.

Okay.

Hey, hey! Oh, what do

you think you're doing?

We're all dancing. We're having fun here.

Okay.

Dance.

Where did they go?

Oh, no.

Oh, biscuits!

Where are the marshmallows?

- What?

- Monica, the marshmallows.

It's not Christmas hot chocolate

if there are no marshmallows.

Okay. Uh, oh.

Aha.

Thank you.

You know,

Christmas flash mob was a... great idea.

It really was, right? I

thought it was good.

I mean, but who doesn't

like dancing, right?

I mean, what is this place, Footloose?

What's Footloose?

Footloose, the movie.

Kevin Bacon.

It was very impactful

cinema. You don't know it?

Okay. Well, I may have missed Footloose,

- but, um...

- Crazy.

I did see plagues and

revolutions and powdered wigs.

And I have been

matchmaking through all of that,

but I have never seen

a Christmas flash mob.

That was a first.

It was pretty cool, right?

I mean, you got to

admit, it was pretty cool.

I guess that's what I'm trying to say, is,

it's important sometimes to put yourself

into their... glitter-covered,

holiday-filled shoes.

It can be fun.

They do like their holiday shoes.

- They do.

- And their holiday sweaters.

- So cute.

- They really do.

Okay. Why don't we

try going back to basics?

Fine. Let's go back to basics.

Let me take some marshmallows.

And do you like this retirement residence?

- Yeah.

- Nice people, you say?

- Very nice people, Granddad.

- Mm.

In fact, some of them I

plan to interview for my book,

"Senior Love Match."

- Is that right?

- It is.

It's actually really sweet, Granddad.

From all the research that I've done,

I've heard that falling in love in your 70s

is just as special as it

was back in your 20s.

Hopefully, I'll know one day.

Well, with a smile like that, I'm sure.

Oh, and did I tell you?

At the seniors' residence,

they said that you can do a trial run.

So, you can sleep there for

a few nights, see if you like it.

How's the food?

The food is good.

I think.

Ah. This is the one. I love it.

She's a beaut, alright.

Listen. Listen.

I'm at the tree farm now.

I'm not letting you get

another artificial tree.

No. It doesn't look

like they have any sitka,

just blue spruce.

I know. I know. I clearly

chose the wrong tree farm.

Oh, there's one.

- Oh.

- Oh. Um, excuse me. So sorry.

Did you want this tree?

Uh, I... I did, but it's okay.

I'm sure that I could find another sitka.

- Sitka?

- Uh, yes. Yes.

That's just the genus of Christmas tree

- that I'm looking for.

- Oh, I know what a sitka is.

I'm just surprised that

someone else prefers a sitka

over a blue spruce.

You, too?

Yeah. Yeah. My

granddad is a horticulturist,

so tree sap runs in my blood.

Oh. That must be sticky.

Yes! See? See? See?

This is what happens when

you have real connection.

All you need is something that is simple

and elegant and classic.

Classic. Yes. They can't

even see each other.

Yet. They will.

Give it a flicker.

And I could be mistaken, but it looks

like you're having a lot of

fun, and I like to see that.

No. You're wrong.

Oh. It's just that you were jumping.

No. I do not jump.

Hopping.

Hey there, folks. Need

a hand with anything?

- No.

- No.

- No.

- We're good.

- You sure?

- Yeah.

Well, you know you're

under the mistletoe, right?

It's...

Oh.

That.

We're just, um, uh, just working.

- Working.

- You sure?

- Yes.

- Well, like, not, like,

work here, work here, but working.

It's kind of bad luck to just hang out

under the mistletoe without any kissing.

No, no. No. It doesn't

count. We're fine. Thank you.

Thank you.

Here's the thing, okay? So,

these mistletoe moments,

they're kind of sort of part of my job.

I take a picture of the kiss.

We put it online, get some oohs, some aahs.

It gets shared around. We go viral.

But, uh, that doesn't happen

if I don't take a picture, right?

So, I can get in really big trouble, guys.

It's my holiday job. It's almost Christmas.

My mom is going to k*ll

me if I do that, and it's...

Okay, okay, okay, okay! Yes, yes, yes.

We will do the kiss.

- We will?

- Oh, we can't be responsible

for a Tenderheart being fired at Christmas.

You're right.

We'll do the kissing.

Mm-hmm. Yeah.

Yeah. We'll do the... the... the kissing.

- Viral.

- Okay.

- And just take the picture.

- Okay.

Okay, and...

Excuse me there, lovebirds.

Patrick! No! Oh! We missed them!

We lost them! Ah, biscuits!

Ugh! We need to back and regroup.

Hello?

There you are.

I'm so excited. I've been having

so much success with Marcus.

Marcus?

Yeah. You know, Daisy's best friend?

You met the other night

before the dance-off.

Oh. Him. Right.

Anyways, things are going so smoothly.

You are such a genius.

I'm definitely not a genius.

Wait. Why do you think I'm a genius?

I mean, the Brewed

Awakening just works every time.

Oh, no. What's wrong?

Yes, coffee collisions are supposed to be

the most elegant set-up.

It's one of the oldest tricks in the book.

Sorry, I forgot it didn't

work with Patrick and Daisy.

Yeah. I'm just going

over all of my old notes,

because I've been doing

this successfully for centuries

and suddenly none of

my methods are working.

Well, how is having a partner?

Is Michael helping at all?

No. No. He's not.

He's reckless and a rule-breaker,

and he's over the top.

And do you know that he drinks

hot chocolate with marshmallows?

And?

And he just chooses not to follow the HARK,

and he doesn't even get reprimanded for it.

Monica, you just love rules.

They make you feel like you're always going

to be successful.

But some people like to

march to their own beat,

and the HARK is just a guideline.

I mean, you said it yourself.

The way Tenderhearts

behave now is so different

than 200 years ago.

What worked then really shouldn't work now.

Times have changed, evolved.

Maybe we should be, too.

You sound like Michael.

I'm just saying, perhaps maybe consider

he might have a point.

Maybe see how you work together as a team.

See how you feel.

It's the soul matches that

matter, not my feelings.

I'm just saying, try the hot chocolate.

Could be delicious.

Monica, Mirabelle, hi.

Listen. Was wondering if

I might borrow a feather.

Don't have my wings yet, as you know,

but I've almost got a match down on Earth,

and I'd like to see it through.

Uh, yes, Darcy. Of... Of

course you can borrow a feather.

Here you go. Good luck.

Safe travels.

Great. So, now, angels who

don't even have their wings yet

are surpassing me.

Maybe you should go

for a jog in the clouds.

You know, some fresh air.

That always helps clear your

head when you're worried.

Yes. You're right.

I should go get some

exercise in the clouds.

Thanks, Mirabelle.

You're a good friend.

Okay.

Drat.

Excuse me. I booked

the clouds for this time.

Biscuits!

No need for...

profanities, Monica.

Sorry.

What are you doing here?

Uh... I'm doing the same

thing you're doing, you know,

just clearing my mind,

getting some exercise. Ow.

Didn't picture you as a star breather.

Oh, really?

Why? Because I like Tenderheart movies?

No, because you wear your shirts so fitted.

Did Monica the miracle Christmas angel

just make a joke?

So, how you been?

Not... Not great, actually.

Oh?

Yeah.

This has just been a

really hard decade for me.

The... Christmas...

spirit used to help used

to help Christmas matches

go so smoothly, and now,

I just don't know what is wrong

with the Tenderhearts anymore.

Cell phones, social media,

scrolling, reels, their

heads down, you know?

I feel bad. The Tenderhearts' world,

it's really... loud.

But that's not the issue we're having.

With Patrick and Daisy,

that's... we're not having

that issue with them.

I think what we need to do is

just understand them, honestly.

Right. Yes, honestly.

I think that's... that's

probably... probably right.

Monica, the reason I haven't

been sent to the mailroom

for straying outside of the

HARK is because I told Gabriel

years ago that, if I was

to make good connections,

I need to understand the Tenderhearts.

And I know that I'm young,

but I just felt like I needed

that in order to do what I do.

Sorry.

I don't know why that all

just came out. I don't know...

No, no, no. Thank you for... sharing.

Can I ask you a question?

What is it about Tenderheart dancing

that makes you so curious?

Don't think I could put a feather on it.

Just try. Try it.

Okay. It's the heart to heart of it.

You know how, when they're so close

and it just looks so soft and... serene?

Like in the times of the grand ballrooms,

when they would slow dance.

Everything just looks so...

glimmery.

Yeah, dancing slowly looks really glimmery.

Can I ask you a question?

Yes. Yeah.

Is there any Earth things

that you haven't... tried yet?

Or is that a silly question

because you've just done them all?

Are you kidding me?

There are so many things I haven't done,

especially...

Like what?

The fun ones, you know,

that demand having a partner.

You know...

What?

Snowball fight.

That's so awesome.

A snowball fight, it's on my bucket list!

It just looks so fun!

That swirl of white chaos,

the perfect aim of fluffy

powder as it flies through the air.

You're full of surprises, Michael.

You're a whippersnapper.

Thank you.

So, should... should we... try again?

A more, like, strategic, organized attempt?

It's not a chess match.

You sure?

What would you prefer?

A romantic evening of storm chasing?

I've never done that. That

actually sounds really good.

We should do that. That's a good idea.

Actually...

I want to show you something.

Okay.

Where are we?

Somewhere special.

Okay.

I really appreciated you telling me

why you haven't been demoted

for not following the HARK.

So, I wanted to share this with you.

Okay.

This is where I matched

Patrick's great-great-great

great grandparents.

Really? Wow.

They met right over there

while their parents were attending a dance.

They arrived on horse and carriage.

It was so beautiful.

That's why Patrick and

Daisy's match is so...

important to me.

I've been guiding this family's

heartstrings for generations.

It's a legacy of soulmate matches.

Legacy of soulmate matches?

That's incredible.

I don't think any of my matches

have turned into a legacy

of family matches like this.

- Really?

- Yeah.

Have you ever looked into

what happens to your couples

after the magic of Christmas wears off?

I mean, yeah,

of course, I've checked

in on them, kind of.

Actually, not really.

Okay, so, what do we do

after the sparkle of Christmas

connection wears off?

Well, traditionally the ones that last

have a different type of

connection, you know?

A kind of layered nuance that's essential.

I don't know anymore.

Times are changing.

Can I show you something?

Yeah.

This is Patrick's family tree.

It's a love story of the ages.

Wow.

After Patrick's parents died,

I wasn't sure if he would trust love again.

Wait. His parents died?

How did I not know that?

Well, that's why Elaine

took him in when he was ten.

That's so beautiful.

Yeah.

And she was on track to

become a world chess champion,

and she chose to create her own family

instead of chasing trophies.

Hmm.

Oh.

Here's Patrick's parents

on their wedding day.

Wow.

Okay, wait. So, you

matched the entire line?

Actually, this makes sense now.

That's why Patrick and

Daisy mean so much to you.

It's not just about saving the DCC.

It's a much deeper connection.

Exactly.

Thank you for listening.

Thank you for telling

me and bringing me here.

It's beautiful.

Okay, so, let's try your way.

What do you want to do next?

I thought you'd never ask.

Monica, Michael.

Imagine my surprise to hear

that you two are working so well together,

that you had time for a...

near kiss the mistletoe there on earth.

We, we were working hard, sir.

There was a Tenderheart,

and she was gonna get fired.

Yeah, and it's not like

we actually, you know...?

Oh, I don't. Listen, I

called you two back here

to remind you that we

need all pistons firing on this.

They are, sir.

- All the pistons.

- Because I just received

an update from Christmas

Cloud Command and, well...

Wait, wait.

Cloud Command is weighing in on our case?

They don't normally do that, do they?

No, they don't.

However, the urgency of this case

has just hit 10,000, so they are now.

Wait. Is this more urgent than downsizing?

Yes, more urgent than downsizing

because the timeline for Patrick

and Daisy has been updated.

- Updated?

- The timeline has moved up.

You two need to create this

love match by Christmas Day.

That's in two days.

- Or all is lost.

- All is lost?

All... is... lost.

When you say "all is lost", you mean...?

They'll never find their way

back to each other ever again.

That's why they call

it "all is lost", Michael.

Sounds pretty bad, then.

Yeah, you could say that.

In my hundreds of years as an angel,

I've only ever seen it happen a few times,

and the consequences were dire.

This is similar.

I just have so many questions right now.

No, we've got to go. We've got to go.

Yes, we've got to go. Okay.

Uh, Gabriel, you can count

on us. All will not be lost.

- Monica?

- Yes, we're on it.

All right.

This is where they meet. This is it.

There's Elaine?

And...

- Nathan.

- Nathan?

Wait. Where's Patrick?

Where's Daisy? She should be here.

I was sure she was going to be here.

- Oh, I'm so disorganized.

- No, no, no.

No, no. This is good. This is okay.

It just means we're early.

We're just here a bit early.

So, that's going to be...

Wait. That's their relatives.

This is actually a good thing.

This is actually... a really good thing.

But it really is charming.

Pains me to say it,

but I was expecting something different.

Point I'm trying to make is

I'm happy my granddaughter

had me come and test

run the place, so to speak.

Oh, so, you think you'll move in then?

I do. Staff even said they

have a room available,

and I could be in

before Christmas, in fact.

That is splendid.

Check.

Wow.

You really were serious

when you said you knew

a thing or two about chess.

Oh, just a little.

I hope I can give you enough of a challenge

to make it interesting.

Oh, I find you interesting, all right.

Check again.

Patrick's here a lot,

you say. That he's, uh,

like a grandson, but not quite?

That's right.

But you know, Patrick spends so much time

trying to be here for me that

I fear he forgets to be happy

for himself sometimes.

Hmm.

My Daisy is the same.

Always writing stories,

head in her book or

iPad, or looking after me,

but never feels like she's

looking out for herself.

Hmm. I guess we have that in common, then.

Seems that we do.

If you don't mind me admitting,

I'm quite fond of our time together.

Makes moving here all the more interesting.

This is an accidental maybe match.

Let me show you something.

What is this?

This is my soul-scenario map.

These are all the couples I almost match,

my nearly misses. I call

them my 'maybe matches'.

I run them through a simulator

and I test alternate paths.

Are you saying you

practice your soul matches?

Some good ol' Christmas logistics.

It helps me feel like

I'm part of their story,

even though I'm not the one writing it.

Oh. We've got Daisy and Patrick on here.

Yes. Yes, I've run them

through multiple times,

and as you know, they

keep slipping past each other

because they're working, they're

absent-minded, they're clumsy,

they've got their heads

down in their phones.

Wait.

Nathan and Elaine, they had a spark, right?

They definitely did.

They were laughing like teenagers.

That's it.

They need to make each other laugh.

The small moments in-between.

The minutes within the seconds.

That's where the real spark ignites.

Always.

- Music.

- Concert.

Christmas carols.

Yes! Now, we're talking.

Let's give them something to sing about.

Thanks for showing up. I'm so nervous.

I haven't seen anyone since

that last guy ghosted me.

Wait. You got ghosted?

Vanished before dessert, mid-meal.

Classic holiday romance.

Awful.

But honestly, I'm not surprised.

It's brutal out there. I've tried.

Apps, set-ups...

One guy thought a bag of

gummy bears counted as dinner.

Another said I was

"wife material, but not vacation material."

- Oh, honey...

- I know you think

I've just been hiding

from love, but the truth is

I just haven't found anyone

that actually shows up.

Or maybe I'm just too much.

You are not too much, Daisy Willoughby.

They are just not enough.

I really did used to believe

that love was magical.

These days, I don't know.

Well, tonight, let's

pretend like it still is.

Mm. Cheers to that.

Cheers.

Oh, my goodness.

That's the guy I've been talking to online.

That's him, right?

Oh, yeah. That is him.

So, what are you waiting for?

Go.

- Seize the day.

- Okay.

- Go, go, go, go.

- Okay, I will.

Here goes nothing.

You got this.

Okay... Hi.

I'm so glad you decided to come, Patrick.

I know that you've been buried in research.

I'll always drop my data sets for you.

I just wish you'd make the same time

to meet the granddaughter

of my new neighbor, Nathan.

Sounds like she spends about

as much time socializing as you do.

This new neighbor, you

keep talking about him.

Did I tell you that we played

chess again this morning?

Oh, did he cry when you beat him?

Oh, stop.

What? Did he?

Well, the competition wasn't great,

but the conversation is always

lovely, and it always comes back

to his granddaughter and you.

I will meet her when

the universe wants me to,

but until then, you're my date.

Do you think this is gonna work?

I don't know.

Well, we haven't reached 'all is lost' yet.

No, we have not.

Where is Mirabelle? I don't know.

I don't... oh.

Oh.

Don't worry, guys. I got this.

Yeah.

All right, Christmas people,

we are about to kick off

our festive fair tonight with

some Christmas caroling.

And who will sing first?

Our first duet is... Patrick and Daisy.

Do we have a Patrick

and Daisy here tonight?

I have a Patrick right over here.

Oh...

Elaine, what are you doing?

Oh, they called your name, sweetheart.

- No.

- Don't be shy.

Go ahead. Go, go.

No.

There's a Daisy right over here.

I'm Daisy,

but I didn't put my name in

a hat, so it's okay. I'm good.

Yeah, and I'm Patrick,

but I didn't volunteer for this either.

No, no, no, no. They're so close.

They're so close. We have to do something.

What are we gonna do?

Mirabelle, do something.

- Come on, come on, come on.

- What?

Oh my gosh, this is so funny.

We're also Patrick and Daisy.

We are?

- Yes! We should have...

- We are... we...

- Yes, we are...

- Yes.

I'm Dai... I'm Patrick, and this is Daisy,

and we have the same names

as the other Daisy and Patrick.

We should... we should have

a du... we should have a duet!

Duo. How about we have them come up?

- Patrick!

- Patrick!

Daisy!

Patrick! Daisy!

- No, no.

- Patrick!

- Daisy!

- No.

Patrick! Daisy!

- No, I don't want to.

- Go on!

Patrick! Daisy!

Patrick! Daisy!

- I'll do it.

- Patrick! Daisy!

Patrick! Daisy!

Right on. Get on up here, you guys.

Hi. Daisy. Daisy.

Patrick, how's it going? Nice to meet you.

Let's sing a festive song.

All right, let's fa-la-la our

way into this, everybody.

One, two, three, four.

Deck the halls with boughs of holly

Fa la la la la, la la la la

Tis the season to be jolly

Fa la la la la, la la la la

Don we now our g*y apparel

Fa la la la la, la la la la

Troll the ancient Yuletide carol

Fa la la la la, la la la la

Wah!

Oh!

Oh my gosh.

Shh, shh, shh.

Everybody is talking about us.

Who's talking about us?

Pretty sure I just heard

Darcy talking about us.

That was such a bad idea.

We never should have gone up there.

Okay, well, let's not

be so hard on ourselves.

I think everything's gonna be fine.

Why aren't you being harder on yourself?

Monica, Michael, my office now.

Gotta go. Bye.

You two have made a mess.

Cloud Command now wants hourly updates,

if you can imagine that.

Not to mention, we're trending

on the Celestial Stream.

Trending!

Which is bad!

But kinda good. But I'm going with bad.

Sir, if I may...

I take responsibility.

No. I take responsibility.

I lied.

It was my idea to pretend

to be Daisy and Patrick.

- That's on me.

- Well, no.

I mean, it was both of our ideas.

We went in there.

It wasn't even really a lie-lie.

It was more of a feather-sized fib,

you know, because we were...

we were trying to save the mission

before the 'all is lost'.

Cloud Command wants

a fall angel, so I'm sorry,

Monica, but you're under review.

You're excused.

- No, no, no. Wait.

- No, Michael.

It's okay, really.

We really did get so close.

That's got to count for something.

And I do think that it would have been

the perfect first meeting

Christmas love story.

Yeah.

You're right. I mean...

You're right.

Some angels just don't have what it takes

to make a true soul connection.

I am really going to miss...

having my wings.

Michael, come on, don't do this.

No, I blew it. I blew it, and

Monica deserves better.

This is quite the generous

gift you're making.

Giving up your wings,

so that she can keep hers?

Look, she's been around

for hundreds of years,

and I show up and I mess everything up,

and if giving up my wings means

giving people the opportunity

to see her smiling again, well...

it's worth it.

Well, you are a one-of-a-kind, Michael.

And for that, I'm going to give you...

two feathers, so you can pop

down to Earth, if you need to.

Thank you.

But just remember, now

that you're without your wings,

once you use up those two feathers,

you can't go back to Earth.

So, use them wisely.

Right.

Thank you, Gabriel.

And good luck with Patrick and Daisy.

I hope Darcy can put them together

because they're a

very... very special couple.

Aren't they all?

Oh, hey.

Hi. Could I get a...

Uh...

hot chocolate, please?

For sure. Coming right up.

And one hot chocolate.

Are you okay, sweetheart?

Oh. Sorry.

Oh, why don't you come sit with me?

I'm sorry.

I've... never cried before.

I don't know what's happening to me.

Here I am,

so very inappropriately crying.

Oh, honey, It's all right.

It's a shame, though,

since it's Christmas Eve.

It is?

I can't believe I didn't know that.

That's not like me at all either.

Those are some pretty

big tears you got there.

Looks like heartache to me.

Heartache?

Do you have a pit aching

right here in your heart?

Is that what's making me cry?

I've... I've never felt

this feeling before.

Seems to me...

that's the cause.

Do you play?

- A bit.

- Well, come on.

No sense wallowing in all that.

Okay.

Well, well, seems like you play

more than just a little.

I have always liked... strategy.

I just can't believe Michael

would betray me like that.

Why would he tell Gabriel

everything was my fault

behind my back?

Why would he do that?

Ah, betrayal. It's like losing your queen

to someone who made

you think they couldn't play,

a move you never saw coming,

but one that changes the game entirely.

That's right.

He changed the game entirely.

Well, life does have a way

of surprising us sometimes.

I suppose so.

Well, my girl, you are

keeping me on my toes.

Not something that happens

very often, if I'm being honest.

You should always be honest.

Hmm...

Isn't that the truth?

But you know, sometimes,

things aren't black and white

in chess or in our lives, for that matter.

I'm starting to realize that.

Nothing like heartache

to teach you that lesson.

What is your name?

You look kind of familiar.

Um, I should go because it's Christmas Eve.

Um, will... will you go, too?

Well, no.

I'm waiting for a friend.

I'm going to make some new

Christmas memories this year.

Well, merry Christmas.

Well, wait a second.

You haven't even

touched your hot chocolate.

Oh, excuse me, dear. Merry Christmas.

How are you?

Oh, well, it's good to see you.

Good to see you.

Monica...

try to keep it down, would ya?

Michael, what are you doing here?

I don't know.

I was looking for some kind of...

divine intervention.

It's a good thing we're in a church.

I know.

Why?

Because if were anywhere else,

I would be giving you a

piece of my mind right now.

A piece of your mind?

I thought you were here to thank me.

- Thank you?

- Yes.

You totally threw me off the cloud.

I heard what you said to Gabriel.

You said that I don't have

what it takes anymore.

Can't believe you'd be so selfish.

I'm so disappointed in you, Michael.

Thank you, why would I thank you?

Because I didn't say that.

I took responsibility for everything.

You took responsibility?

For everything.

And I gave up my wings, Monica...

for you.

What?

You were right.

I heard you in Gabriel's

office, and you were right.

It was the perfect first meeting story.

It really was.

I was just trying to salvage the mission.

Well, I was just trying to salvage... us.

I thought I heard you say you basically

were happy to be rid of me.

You definitely did not hear me say that

because I did not say that.

I loved working with you.

Loved?

Mm-hmm.

Look, I guess I was just trying to show you

that I could measure up,

and then it just... I got...

I just couldn't do it. I'm sorry.

I mean, I suppose I was

so busy trying to prove

that my methods still work

that I lost sight of why we

were doing this in the first place.

Maybe that's why Cloud Command paired us,

so we'd stop trying to

prove something and just...

believe.

I think you might be right.

We probably should

have had this conversation

before we started working together.

It's not exactly top-tier

angel behavior, is it?

And now, Darcy's on the case. Yeah.

Yeah. But she's not you.

She's not us.

Do you think we still have time?

I mean, the deadline's

not till Christmas Day.

Should we give it another try together?

Yes.

Yes, we should.

But wait, there's one problem.

I only got one feather left.

Well, then, we better get this right.

Cinnamon cider.

Ooh. That smells like

Christmas. Thank you, Nathan.

And this.

Something to say thank you

for making this place feel like home.

I never thought I'd feel

that way again in my life.

A queen for the queen.

Nathan...

I'm almost done my research.

Apparently, silencing

polygalacturonase genes means...

we keep the needles. Who knew?

Translation?

I developed a Christmas tree

that doesn't shed. My research.

Oh.

Isn't that a Christmas miracle?

Now, put that phone away.

Okay...

Oh!

Daisy.

Hi, Grandpa.

That's your granddaughter?

Yes.

Here, let me help.

Got it?

- You again.

- You again.

The concert stage girl.

Falling into Christmas tree guy.

I was hoping that I'd run into you again.

So was I.

Shimmering and chime.

We did it.

The sealing of their love.

I don't think we've been

properly introduced.

I'm Daisy Willoughby.

Patrick Glenn.

The pleasure's all mine.

I don't suppose you want to

help me deliver Christmas gifts?

Deliver presents on Christmas Day

with the prettiest girl

I think I've ever seen?

I most certainly would.

Oh...

I didn't see that coming.

A love surprised.

May I have this dance?

Of course.

Well, Michael...

I think our work here is complete.

I need to go.

Okay, one more.

Monica!

Where did you go?

I've been looking for you. Are you okay?

Yeah. I just wanted to make it official.

Snowball fight!

You got a good arm!

Thank you.

Look, I have something

to tell you, and I don't know

how to explain it, but

it's like, when I look at you

and I'm around you, I

get this feeling in my chest,

and I don't know how

to explain it, but it's like...

flutters and butterflies.

No, I know. I know.

I-I already know because I have it, too.

You do?

And I didn't...

think it could happen for us, as angels,

but...

You feel it?

- Yeah.

- Like...

Fluttery, I know.

What does... what does this mean?

I don't know.

Gabriel!

Hi.

Okay, wow.

Honestly, you two are adorable.

Hugely irresponsible.

But to my point,

you saved Christmas, you did it.

More importantly, you saved yourselves.

What do you mean?

Daisy and Patrick were

the match on paper, sure.

But you two,

you're the match that

mattered... for us all.

Wait. What?

Yeah, we still don't know what you mean.

Yes, I am the boss, but I'm still an angel.

And yes, you two were my

greatest challenge, dare I say.

But just as you two were successful

with Daisy and Patrick, I

was successful with you two.

Monica, you trusted

someone else to take

the lead for the first time,

and you dropped your guard,

even when you were unsure. Michael,

you gave up your ways.

You stopped bathing in the limelight

and even shined it on

someone who mattered more.

Together,

you two reminded us that

angels don't just guide soulmates.

Sometimes, they become them.

So, guess what? Your mission's over.

You're both being promoted

to the best gig of all.

A life of love.

You look beautiful.

I think this is where I ask you to dance.

Do you know how I've

longed to hear those words?

587 years, I believe.

I'm so glad you're the one who's asking me.

Two hearts...

Beating as one.

That was nice.

Yeah, that was nice.

Can we do that again?