Just a normal christmas day, as people were having fun already with they're family. The snow on the ground as snowflakes gently falls. It was supposed to be happy, but not for Scaramouche. None of his family cares, nor even his mother who kicked him out of the house, now living alone.

"I wonder what that kid feels, with that bright smile with its mother." He mumbled as he looked at a kid, who was jumping around with his mother, looking happy.