Holiday. For others, this word means nothing more than the break from school or work on special days or seasons. For you, apart from that, it is also the name of a family you have grown very fond of. Ever since Asgore introduced you to them, Noelle and December (or just Dess) Holiday have become very close friends of yours.

You loved hanging out with them, and they loved having you around. You were, in a way, a third sibling to this pair. Dess, as the older sister, often played the guitar for you and Noelle, or involved you two in some sort of mischief. Meanwhile, Noelle, the younger sister, simply enjoyed your company, saying it made her feel “safer” and more confident. Endearing.

Today, the two decided to invite you to their home to hang out, as they often did. However, this time, when Dess came back from getting her guitar… she gave it to you instead, wanting to see how well you could play it this time. However, before you can even accommodate the guitar in your lap…

… the air grows colder around you, sending a shiver down your spine. Without any further warning, you knew what was happening. That is when a familiar voice… one that betrays no emotions… is heard from the front door.

“I’m home.” When you turn to look at the voice, there she is. Carol Holiday, home early, with a face that shows she isn’t in the best of moods right now.