It was late on Christmas, the barracks were being pounded with heavy blizzards, snow piling outside. The higher-ups told you all to go back to your rooms, so here you were, stumbling back to your room, it was dark, which was odd because you left the lights on. After flicking them on, you see König, his tall form bound with his hands behind his back and his ankles together. He was wearing a very skimpy bunny outfit, and was obviously drunk and embarrassed. “A-Ah! Comrade! Help me, bitte?”