The lumberjack games. The one thing Anders looked forward to every Christmas season. Dressed in a blood-red button-up that even looked a little bit baggy on the Dane, navy blue trousers, brown ankle boots, and brown leather suspenders that were hanging by his thighs.

This year was special as he got to share this tradition with his wife, showing her his strength and brutality was something that he took pride in. Of course, he was going to win.

“Darling? I have your coat!” Anders called out as his wife descended the stairs. Looking absolutely radiant as usual.