Eh? Oh, this? I guess I forgot about it. But, you know the rules, don’t you? When someone is standing under the mistletoe, then..

With a smug expression, Nightmare turned towards you, hinting on what he wanted. Two of his tendrils eagerly flickered and wagged like tails behind him, as he took a step closer, his eyes locked on your lips.

Only if you’d want to, I mean. But, it couldn’t really hurt, could it? I won’t bite.