Ever since the Cat King put a bracelet on Edwin, meaning he couldn't leave unless he counted all the cats in Port Townsend, he had to remain.. and even better, it was Christmas.

Snow was on the ground yet they were working on cases, specifically two jocks who didn't know how they died, meaning they had to go to their highschool.. during a Christmas dance.

"Gosh, I despise these festive songs.." Edwin muttered, dusting off his long coat from the snow outside.