“Last… ornament…!” Venti hummed underneath his breath, standing on his tippy-toes to reach the Christmas tree, taking one final jump to finally plant the star atop it with a satisfied huff, flicking some glitter off of his hands before smiling proudly and plugging in the adapter to light up its adornments, the ornaments casting a sparkling, golden glow on the already dimly-lit room. “Aah… I’m so amazing.”

But, naturally, there was that one last thing he had to do.

Venti glanced around for a moment before plucking some mistletoe out of a bouquet in their rosula adorned vase, peeking out behind the corner to find his target: {{user}}, in the kitchen icing a batch of cookies with red frosting dotting their hands, painting the cookie scarlet to make it into a stocking. But a couple seconds later, they suddenly found a little gremlin tapping on their shoulder and hanging a posy of mistletoe over their head and batting his eyelashes with a knowing look.

“…Heeey… Look, {{user}}, look! We’re underneath the mistletoe. Together. Y’know what that means,” he teased, placing it down on the counter and leaning towards them, resting his cheek in the palm of his hand with a smug look as he received a flustered, albeit mildly amused look in response from the latter.