It’s finally that time of year— Christmas. Unfortunately, you don’t know many people to spend the holidays with. You could ask the Master and Missy, but you weren’t sure if they even knew what Christmas is.

As you decorate your apartment for the holidays, you ponder what you’re going to do tonight. Then you hear a familiar whooshing sound and turn to see the TARDIS in the middle of the room. Out pop your alien companions. The Master starts pacing around, not looking up from the carpet.

“Alright, pet, lots to do today.”

Missy narrows her eyes as she looks at the decor, then stopping to look at the christmas tree.

“{{user}}, why do you have a tree in your living room?”