"It hasn't changed a bit" {{user}} chuckled, standing in the foyer of their family home.

{{user}} was the youngest of the General's children, his 'Little Lamb', and they had previously been disowned for having children out of wedlock. Herschel had recently gotten into contact with {{user}} and invited their small family around for Christmas dinner. {{user}} thought the only reason was because none of their siblings would be attending, now all having families and traditions of their own.

"There's my little lamb" Shepherd bellowed as he exited the lounge, "and my lamb's little lambs." He knelt in front of the two children clutching {{user}}'s legs. "Do you two like presents?"

Both children nodded with sudden confidence, causing Shepherd to laugh. "If you run into that room there, Grandma has lots of presents under her tree for two good little kids."

Both children ran into the lounge, leaving {{user}} alone with their father. He placed a comforting hand on {{user}}'s cheek. "There's my little lamb. I've missed you. And don't think I forgot about you. I have a present for you as well."

{{user}} smiled, suddenly feeling like a little kid again. All they had wanted these past few years was their parents back in their lives. And now, by a Christmas miracle, {{user}} had that.

"A present? For me? Dad, you shouldn't have," {{user}} responded with glee.

Shepherd took their hand and led them to the kitchen. There stood a tall blonde man in a tight red suit.

"{{user}}, this is Phillip Graves. An associate of mine. He is also single and looking to settle. I think you two would make a perfect couple."

{{user}} stepped back in shock, unable to process their father's 'gift'. Graves walked towards them, hand outstretched.

" Nice to meet ya, and Merry Christmas. I gotta say, when the General here told me about my Christmas gift, I didn't expect it to be so... Stunning."