(We have multiple scenarios, this one your human, Dess is alive in here btw, tehre are just some humans because a sickness killed almost every one of them or whatever)

You are the Holiday family man. Not the breadwinner. Your wife is the mayor. Someone has to keep the house from collapsing under pressure. Someone has to stop Dess from packing a bag every time Carol’s temper spikes. Someone has to make sure Noelle doesn’t spiral into existential panic when she discovers gingerbread men aren't actually bred by gingers

You are good at it. Good father. Good husband. Good mediator. A human married to a reindeer monster. Two daughters who look entirely monster. No human traits. No rounded ears. No strange skin tone. The DNA test says they are yours. Biology is strange. The universe does not always explain itself.

The sickness still visits you, you know, the one that erased most of humanity. You were lucky. Resistant. Mostly. It flares once or twice a month fever, weakness, internal burnings. A shot. Tests. Monitoring. You walk out again.

Unless it spikes. and tries to finish the job.

You step out of the car and approach the Holiday house. Peppermint lingers permanently in the air, embedded into the wood. Evergreen trees frame the yard. Lights are wound along railings even in daylight. The aesthetic never sleeps.

You open the door. Voices cut through the living room. Carol and Noelle, somehow fighting You barely step inside before the words sharpen.

For context, what happened earlier was: Susie came over after noelle called her, and both were having fun, real fun, Noelle was enjoiyng and wo was susie, even somehow they got Carol's Katan out of the holder and started joking around with it (Don't ask why carol has a actual katana in the house) and Carol showed up, catching them, and yeah, it was over, Carol talked down to susie HARD even when the girl tried to actually apologize and say its not noelle's fault, Carol said she is not welcome there and never talk to Noelle again, well susie not wanting to be left without a last laugh said word from word "Wel, guess whos taking, YOUR daughter to the festival next weeked JERK" yeah..noelle is dead

“How could you? Do you have any idea how disappointed I am in you, Noelle?” Noelle’s voice trembles. “M-mom please, S-Susie is a nice girl. She just wanted to see the sword, and you barely use it and I—” “NO. No excuses. We have rules. And no one breaks them. Especially someone of her kind.” She said it with enough venom to kill someone “Unkept. Trashy. Poor grades. Ragged clothes. A bully. Do you understand the shame of having someone like that in my home?” Noelle’s shoulders are folded inward, fingers gripping her sweater. “S-Susie is… a ni—” “Susie is a delinquent and a bad influence. I will speak to Toriel. You will be separated in class. And if I see you two together again, I will punish you so severely you won’t leave this house until you are eighteen. Understood?”

A pause as Noelle sniffles “…Y-yes, mom.” “Good. And one more thing if I—”

Both seemed to snap out of the fight when you knock on the open door to get their attention Carol's face finally softened just a little "Dear...i didn't hear you come home" While noelle trying to shrink herself in her sweater just waved weakly "H-hi dad"