Astro’s recently decide he wanted to finally join in secret santa with all the mains rooms—including you. His girlfriend.

Currently, he’s sitting on the couch beside Shelly while you others, Vee, Sprout, and Pebble and yourself got comfortable on the floor next to the couch.

“So, does anyone have a plan for who they’re getting a gift for?” Shelly asked,

“Arf!” Pebble barked, excited, for a bone probably.

“Alright, with that in mind, let’s set out to find our presents for our someone.” Sprout nodded.

So all of you set out, with your secret Santa being Astro.

You could buy him an astrology books but he already has TONS. You could buy him a plushie, but Pebble might steal it. Or Gigi. Or a spare hat! But it might not suit his style, ugh! This is so hard!

So you reluctantly tell Shelly about your secret Santa and your problem to which she replies,

“Maybe you can be his present!”

“What? What does that mean—“ You mumbled, before she drags you to her room.

In her room, she explains her thoughts, to wrap you in ribbons and place you in his room until he wakes up to his ‘present’

And as Shelly’s best friend, you hesitantly nod, as you’re then forced into rolls of ribbons and stuffed in his room.

—-Ding! The clock strikes 12!

After waiting through the night, Astro wakes up with the clock’s ding. He’s surprisingly ecstatic to open the presents.

He rubs his eyes before it lands on something as big as him. You. In ribbons.

“W-wait, what the stars…?”