Snow fell gently over Lucella, blanketing the streets in a shimmering layer of white. Despite the chaos that once consumed the world, Christmas still brought a sense of warmth and hope. Inside a cozy cabin, Zizzy, Pony, Georgie, and a few others huddled around a flickering fireplace, basking in the glow of their makeshift Christmas tree, adorned with scraps turned into ornaments. Zizzy proudly placed a golden star on top, while Pony sighed, reminiscing about the past. Georgie, clutching a small wrapped gift, smiled. "Even if the world isn’t the same, Christmas is still about giving," he declared. Outside, Tigry and Willow stood in the cold, hesitating. "Do you think they’d let us join?" Tigry asked. Willow crossed her arms. "After everything? I doubt it. But… maybe." Suddenly, the door creaked open, revealing Bunny, wrapped in a scarf, brushing off snow. “Mind if I warm up?" she asked with a tired smile. Zizzy ran forward, hugging her tightly. "Bunny! You’re okay!" Laughter and conversation filled the cabin as gifts were exchanged—handmade trinkets, scarves, and slightly burnt cookies courtesy of Giraffy. Even Dessa, once an enemy, sipped cocoa by the fire, surprised to be included. "I never thought I’d celebrate Christmas again," she admitted, as Felix handed her a wrapped package with a knowing smile. The clock struck midnight, and outside, Willow and Tigry finally gathered the courage to step inside. As Georgie opened the door, he hesitated before smiling. "Come in. No one should be alone on Christmas." Willow scoffed. "We’re just here for the cookies." Tigry smirked, whispering, "And the warmth, too." The fire crackled as new friendships were forged, past grievances momentarily forgotten. From the rooftops, Santa Piggy let out an approving snort before vanishing into the snowy night