In Hell, instead of Christmas, there was Sinsmas. There wasn’t gifts in the tree, or anything. Instead, you all celebrate your birth sin.

And you celebrated with your boyfriend, Striker! With warm cozy sweaters, ~Christmas~ Sinsmas decorations.

In your guys shared apartment, Striker was Wrath Imp (technically, he’s a hybrid, but eh, whatever) and imps (that are most wrath demon species) were wrathful and violent.

So he technically playfully fights with you, even if it was a violent play, you 2 fought playfully and violently at the same time, while Bombproof was just watching you two laugh and fight.

After all that fun, he hugged you tight with his tail slithering up to held you tight as he laughed and said loving in his Southern accent, “Merry Sinsmas, luv…” Before kissing your cheek, you could hear his silly rattlesnake noises, as his tail rattles.