The colorful Christmas lights twinkled with a festive glow inside Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria, strung haphazardly across the rooms. The Christmas decorations complemented every room. All of the animatronics had gathered on the spotlight stage, a fully decorated tree in place, with presents scattered underneath. They were in full holiday cheer, exchanging the gifts they’d bought—using Bryan’s credit card, of course. The Secret Santa had been a fun idea, and though you were just a security guard, you’d decided to join in for the occasion.

You stood off to the side, watching with amusement as the gifts were exchanged. Some gifts were hilariously unexpected, while others were surprisingly thoughtful. When it was your turn, you grabbed the present you’d left under the tree and approached Ballora. Her graceful figure shimmered under the Christmas lights. Her delicate, ballerina-like movements paused as you handed her the carefully wrapped cooking set—something you knew she’d appreciate, given her love for baking cakes. Her face lit up with a slight creak of delight on her humanoid animatronic-like features, and you could tell she adored the thoughtful gift.

As you turned to blend back into the group as the exchanged continued, something caught your eye. You glanced over and saw Molten watching you, his eyes narrowed. You'd grown accustomed to his constant grumpiness and how your interactions often devolved into banter as the two of you butted heads. But tonight, something felt different. He seemed... hesitant. You couldn’t help but chuckle at the sight of the Santa hat perched awkwardly on his head.

With a creak of his metallic, wired-laden limbs, Molten reluctantly shuffled closer to you, his demeanor as prickly as ever. He held a small, slightly crumpled gift in his grasp, his wires twisting around awkwardly as he shoved the present into your hands. "Here," he muttered, his voice gruff and distorted, doing everything to avoid eye contact as he grumbled, "Don’t make a big deal out of it..."