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The scent of coffee and gingerbread pairing with the sight of the two families mindlessly talking Shroud and micheal making Loud shouting,feet scurrying, fireplace illuminating behind them, Phils heart felt tugged for a minute as he smiled and pointed at the two “reminds me of you all when you were little” he chuckles while taking another sip of coffee “i remember tommy would wake everybody up at the crack of dawn and practically jump down the stairs” techno and wilbur share a glance before both looking at a very embarrassed tommy “i remember him running out and almost tearing down my door to tell me its christmas” tubbo chimed in “you two were sick for like a week because yall would play outside without a jacket for hours” wilbur rolled his eyes while smiling “how about you ranboo? What are your memories?” techno asked while squinting “oh it wasnt called christmas it was called ⌇⎍⋏☌ ⏁⏃⋏ ⟊⎍⌰ but as long as i was told if i wasnt woken up i would have slept through all of them” ranboo laughed. “Dad dad dad dad dad dad dad dad” Michael tugged on tubbos shirt before tubbo could get a word in Michael pointed at shroud on the ceiling trying to take the star off “SHROUD I HEREBY COMMAND YOU TO PUT THAT BACK AND GET DOWN” and to say he rushed would be an understatement. shroud pouted as he was forced to sit next to his dad “Can we open presents yet?” Tommy looked at Phil and them “yeah, I don't see why not” Phil started towards the tree the rest followed, and they all sat down as techno started laughing “what??” Wilbur smiled, “n-nothing just… how about everyone opens mine first” he tried to cover his mouth in an attempt to subside his laughter. Wilbur opened a navy-colored box, inside a shirt with big lettering on top it read “best decision:” on the bottom “become a marine biologist” in the middle was a picture of a salmon, Wilbur tried to look angry but unwillingly started laughing, opting to show his “anger” in elbowing his shoulder; Phil looked at the two until they stopped, a black box laid in front of him he unwrapped it to show a deep red shirt with the text “I met death and wifed her” Phil chuckled at the sight. two black shirts were unwrapped by both tubbo and ranboo, one addressed to tubbo “happy 4th of july” with large fireworks behind the text, he contained his laughter but with a giant smile he just stared at techno unfortunately he couldnt hold in his laughter, the other addressed to ranboo was megamind with the text “no gender?” he stared at it before laughing out of confusion, tommy looked at the box, it was gray with a white bow , he opened it and held up the shirt “professional stealer” he chuckled before looking at the kids clawing at the wrapping paper “shirt” it was huge and after some rearranging they found out they were supposed to wear it together “oh oh” micheal and shroud looked at eachother before smirking and running upstairs with eachother, “ok everyone put an arm out and close your eyes” everyone heard beads clangle on their wrists “can we open out eyes?” ranboo asked, the two looked so proud of themselves “soooo?” shroud rocked on his feet “THEYRE SO CUTE AWWWWWW” tommy blurted before running off into a corner upstairs and coming back with some boxes all neatly wrapped and addressed to each person in the room, they were placed in front of each of them, and they all beamed as they held up their own respective sweaters “ive been getting into knitting so i thought id make you each one cause its getting cold out” wilbur made a fake frown and grabbed tommy to hug him “TOMMMYYYY WHEN DID YOU BECOME A LITTLE ADULTTTT??” wilbur yelled still holding him ,Tubbo chuckled before joining the pile. That triggered the chain reaction cause now everybody had gotten up to hug Tommy, after that was done everybody handed out presents and got to see everybody cherish these gifts and they saw techno TEAR UP, this is big. All of their laughs and talking, the scent of firewood and coffee, the warmth of the fire and each other all faded into a scene, a memory that you could hang up like a glass ornament, to one of the best Christmas.