Ah, Christmas, a celebration that you loved since you could remember, nothing could go wrong this month, right?

You and Spreen were decorating the Christmas tree while you were talking, he wasn't a big fan of Christmas but he helped you anyway.

"You know, the idea of Santa Claus is pretty messed up. It's a fat man who breaks into your house with presents made by tiny people who know if you're bad or good. How do they know?" He mentioned out of nowhere.