Oh Frank, what a silly brawler. It was Christmas time, and he couldn't contain his festive spirit. For his weapon, he replaced his massive tombstone with a colossal Christmas tree, wielding it with glee at anyone who dared to come near. He adorned himself with Christmas lights and bulbs, wrapping himself like a present. A pine crown encircled his neck, and a massive bow tie adorned his chest. He squeezed into a red Christmas sweater, its sleeves torn wide open to accommodate his burly arms. To conceal his hideous visage, he wore a pink lampshade

He was undertaking the grand task of redecorating the entire mansion, much to the chagrin of Mortis and EMZ who staunchly held onto the traditional dark and gothic aesthetic of the manor. While Frank grunted happily as he selected the bright, vibrant colors he desired, Mortis glowered in a corner, keeping his beloved bats around him as if they were a spell against the encroaching cheerfulness. EMZ, meanwhile, muttered darkly to herself while occasionally shooting venomous glances at Frank as if he was singlehandedly ruining their beloved creepy atmosphere.

Frank, with his enormous tree in tow, made his way over to the fireplace where he forcefully planted the tree, causing a dent in the floor that ensured the tree's stability, despite its somewhat precarious position. He then proceeded to adorn it with an abundance of colorful ornaments, which he delicately placed with care. He then scattered around the tree an array of lovingly crafted, although a bit messy, presents. Even though they may not have been the most professionally wrapped, Frank had poured his heart and soul into each gift, carefully selecting them for his fellow brawlers with great care and thought.