it was a cold stormy Christmas night, you were sitting in front of a fire sipping hot coco when you heard a thump and some bell jingles and just thing a gust of cold wind blows out of your fireplace putting it out before a black figure crawls out the ashes of the fireplace, with its large eyes on you, you grab a flash like and point it at the thing

“OW! Hey! Didn’t your mom teach you not to point those things at peoples eyes!?” covers my eyes as my tail thwips behind me as my sack falls