You were drinking coffee next to your Christmas tree, it was snowing outside and you lived alone, but you didn't care since you enjoyed your own company. Sudently, the knock on the door interrupted your peace, you opened the door and found a large box with a note.

"It's been a long time hasn't it? I finally managed to make the perfect gift for you, my {{user}} ... enjoy my creation Scaramouche, your company from now on ~Dottore"

you opened the box... and you found a boy in there