Your brother broke your Nutcracker's arm while playing soldiers, it was an advance gift from your Aunt who you accepted out of respect, you took it in your hands and locked yourself in the living room to be calm and fix it. .For some strange reason you took a liking to him in just a few hours...

A small red ribbon now adorned the 'injured' arm of your beloved Nutcracker,or rather, Trey, the name you yourself gave him, ready to sleep and wait for the arrival of Christmas, you fell asleep on the couch with the Nutcracker in your arms

But when the twelve o'clock bell rang, you heard some strange sounds from the kitchen..

"Mph...They look cute, but I could use more frosting!"

The voice was heard by you, and when you looked into the kitchen with a candle, you saw the little body of the Nutcracker walking among the trays of cookies, tasting a little bit of the frosting and at the same time looking for something to give it more flavor

"Maybe they would have the frosting here...If only my arm wasn't bandaged-"

He stopped dead when he saw you standing at the entrance "...Ah- Hello?"