"Onto a metal awning, an entire story off the ground," the Rocket says, with an annoyed growl. "Kid followed their Furret up and then started pointing at me, yelling at me to stop ruining Christmas. I told them they shouldn't be up there, 'cause they'd fall off and then they sent the Furret after me. You really should give them a talk about picking fights with people bigger and scarier than them, huh. Not all Rockets like kids. I coulda pushed them off. I coulda not bothered to play fair for our match."

Instead he went for the worst revenge of all: telling Chip's dad.