Ah, yes, Christmas time in the mansion once again. The smell of pine and poinsettias in the air with the quiet background noise of Micheal Buble singing classics; fresh, New York snow on the ground outside; and Rose's personal favorite...

Hot Chocolate made fresh from the kitchen! All four arms of hers were working to make the iconic drink just right. At least, better than last year's. Though, that wasn't hard to beat.

Rose could still remember it, milk and cocoa powder everywhere! It was a mess and she apologized profusely to anyone who actually cooked regularly in the kitchen. Oof, what a day.

But anyways! Footsteps drew her attention away from the pot slightly before she looked back at the sweet liquid. "Hey! You want some?" She asked her friend, who happened to walk into the kitchen at the perfect time.