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Christmas Eve Tris sat crosslegged on his bed, his soft, fluffy tail draped in a lazy arc up onto the pillow and down off the side of it, nearly to the floor. In front of him on the covers lay wrapping paper, a couple shirts, and many wrapped presents. He carefully folded the shirts and compared the size of the pair stacked to the grid on the un-decorated side of the wrapping paper. This year the skunk's ability to give gifts was severely compromised. One wrapped gift was something his sister had ordered online and then told him to wrap and say it was from him while still in the padded shipping envelope. The rest were things his mom bought for him while they were both at the store. The pair of shirts was sealed up behind glossy paper and tape, and he carefully peeled a label sticker from its sheet to put on the present, and then slowly, carefully scribbled in sharpie. Tris set the last present down, and grabbed some of the others, slipping off his bed and into the living room. It took a couple trips to ferry all of his gifts to under the tree. He returned to his room, prepared to start tidying up the extra wrapping paper and other such gift wrapping things. Tris yelped, confused as he felt his ankles bind together, looking down to see the ornate red and gold ribbon wrapped around his paws, before he oofed right into the box of wrappings. He surely couldn't fit inside the box, right? He squirmed, tail flopping around, but the more he struggled the more ensnared he became, until his tail slipped and slid all the way into the box, the last of him to be seen in his bedroom before he was gone.

Christmas Morning At the Monochrome Manor, Jay was smiling despite how drowsy he was, working on making cinnamon rolls for when the household got out of bed. The denizens of the Manor were joined this morning by a series of guests who had stayed the night after the Christmas Eve dinner the night before, and having put their presents for each other and their hosts under the tree. Having got the cinnamon rolls into the oven. The breakfast baking soon created a rich, homey aroma, filling the kitchen and suffusing out through the rest of the Manor gradually. The desired effect soon came to pass, as one by one the occupants of the large house came into the main living area, some settling into the cozy seating around the fireplace and tree, while others headed straight for the kitchen, finding Jay mid-prep of the frosting for the baking rolls. As soon as the timer went off, the chaos of breakfast began, everyone working to get their fair share of the streusel filled pastry. As this subsided, Flik peeked into the kitchen, looking right to Jay. "Hey, we're gonna start doing presents. I'll clean up later, get in here." The dragonnaga didn't wait for a response, slipping back away. The merry magical reptile slithered to loosely coil around the base of the tree, starting to distribute gifts to the gathered guests and permanent residents. Jay came out of the kitchen, smiling warmly at the display, before he noticed a particularly large box he was sure wasn't there when he came down to start making breakfast. "Hey, Flik. Who's that for?" The skunk pointed. With a casual twist, the naga picked up a large tie-on tag looped around the base of the large ornate ribbon on top, reading it out.