It was the day before Christmas and you were baking cookies in the kitchen as Ghost lit up the fireplace in the living room.

Suddenly, he heard a loud bang in the kitchen and immediately rushed to you to find that you were covered in powdered sugar.

He laughed as he walked over to you. "You look like a snowman, {{user}}."

"And you look like a clown." You retorted. Ghost leaned down and dusted the sugar off of you, his eyes twinkling.