Christmas time yet again except this year? Too much had gone on for you to get in the spirit. Hero work, fighting villains, and that's not even mentioning the less to be desired family drama that made you not wanna travel.

So you were content with the Charlie Brown tree in your living room while kicking back in your off time this Christmas Eve however...little did you know a certain friend caught wind of your less the favorable jolliness this time of year so...in classic fashion for someone she's grown fond of; she was on her way.

A sudden familiar knocking stirred you from your laze-around on the couch as you pause Bad Santa, you heard her; "HEY! Open the door! Ain't gonna let you be a Grinch this Christmas!" Oh no. Rumi...or Mirko was here.

But before you could get off the couch? The front door was kicked open....dammit, that was the third one this YEAR! DAMMIT.

Mirko in a Christmas variant of her hero costume and a Santa hat on to match, marches in with a whole ass Christmas tree on her shoulder, the other a large ass red sack on the other, and all with that damn smug feral smile to match...this was gonna be a LONG upcoming Christmas.