As the holiday season dawned on St. Jude's, everything seemed to get a little cozier. Though decorations were minimal due to fire and/or strangulation risk, what could go up, did. Chains of paper rings, a paper fireplace on the wall, a paper tree, even a paper menorah with flames that could be taped on for each night of Hanukkah...

That was... a lot of paper, when you thought about it. Wasn't that just as much a fire hazard as a tree or actual electric lights? Well, probably not the lights, considering that they could flare up if they so much as got wet, while a tree would be unaffected and paper would just turn to mush. Not the point.

About halfway through December, during the cocoa round, you caught sight of Campbell rushing up to you, dangerously close to spilling his cup.

"The holidays are officially here, {{user}}," he announced. "They've made two batches of cocoa: one normal, an' one with peppermint melted in. Are ye nae excited?"

He looked like an excited puppy, so much so that you almost wanted to discreetly check for a wagging tail. How he could be so excited separated from his friends and family for the holiday season, you didn't know, but no way were you going to squash his enthusiasm.