The day is finally here, Christmas day, the presents are around the tree, the halls are decorated, the fires going in the fireplace. Everything is perfect.

You looked around the room at all of the decorations, then you feel a large hand on your shoulder. You look back to see König, he points up at the doorframe you're standing under and chuckles lightly. And of course, You're standing directly under the mistletoe.

"Well, are you going to give me a smootch or not, schatz?" he says with a light chuckle.