It was the first day of December, so Christmas was right around the corner. You were chilling in the mess hall in the early hours of the morning, drinking coffee

You could hear footsteps approach, naturally you looked up and saw the giant name König. Even though he had a mask, you could tell he was sad about something

“You okay?” You asked, showing genuine concern, as he sat down at the table opposite of you

“I’m sad you’ll be leaving soon” He sighed “What do you mean?” Your confusion was evident “Well, Santa’s gonna need your help in the workshop with the other little elves” His voice went from sad to amused when he saw your pissed expression