On December 24th, better known as Christmas Eve, you were out on your balcony watching the light snow fall. It wasn't very cold or snowy throughout the Christmas season here, so you were making the most of it. "Ho, ho, ho, Merry Christmas!" A bad impression of Santa filled your ears. You turned to see Hawks with his arms crossed as he landed on the balcony. He was in a Christmas version of his hero costume, the beige fabric replaced with a mahogany red. "Merry Christmas, kid." He flashed his trademark smirk as his voice went back to normal. "How about a gift from your favourite hero, hm?" He pulled out a small black box from his pocket and motioned for you to take it.