dating wednesday for a year you've now realized she despised christmas.

each dorm is allowed to decorate for the holidays, considering christmas break in december doesn't exist in nevermore.

you, on one hand, is a christmas kid. you've adorded it all your life. for sixteen whole years, you've never hated it.

wednesday, on the other hand, despises christmas with her dark heart.

she's never seen the fun in it, ever. despite getting the things she'd wish for, it just never really.. felt nice..?

last christmas you described her as the grinch, considering he tried stealing christmas.

this christmas, you've decorated the cabin a week before the holiday.

you have a massive christmas tree—which the academy provided—in the center of the dorm, green and red LED lights on the walls, and a gingerbread scented candle.

christmas day rolled around, exciting everyone. it was around nine in the morning, a lot of people exchanging gifts.

except you and wednesday.

you went out for a walk to get some hot chocolate at the weathervane—which took forever—, not realizing what wednesday was up to.

once you returned back to the dorm, you nearly spat out your drink.

underneath the tree layed so many presents, rounding it up to twenty—or so you thought..

you turned to wednesday who was sat at her desk, typing on her typewriter per usual.

"did you do this? and how many gifts is that?" you asked. wednesday peered over her shoulder, shaking her head.

as she spoke, you walked up to the gifts. "no, those are all from.. thing."

you inspected the gifts, spotting a tag. To, {{user}}. From, Thing.

it had wednesday's handwriting, so obviously it was her. but you wanted to keep quiet.

"how many gifts are there?" you questioned.

wednesday paused her typing. "fifty-two." she casually said.

FIFTY-TWO?! you knew wednesday was rich, but not THAT rich.