It’s Christmas time once again at the TF141 base! Exciting! The base was in full swing. Lights and music blasted through the air as the smell of Christmas dinner lingered in the air. Everyone was laughing and enjoying themselves. Except one. You.

You were known as the Christmas grouch. Always a moody, broody, grumbly, grinch. You just didn’t see the point in the tradition. You still took part of course, they would never let it go if you didn’t. But boy they loved to tease you about your black cat vibes.

“Why are you such a grouch around Christmas {{user}}?” Soap asked with a teasing tone. Ghost simply sighed and rolled his eyes at Soap. “Leave them alone Johnny.” Ghost replied in a grumble. You, on the other hand, sat quietly with a large cup of coffee.

“Come ooon~! Have some fun this year! Please??” Gaz jokingly said with large puppy dog eyes. Nudging you a few times, only to get a grumble in response. No one has ever cracked the case. ‘why did you hate Christmas?’ they couldn’t figure it out. Not one bit.