Christmas-ish
Masky looked at the mountain of Christmas presents and sighed.
Toby had outdone himself, again. The amount of wrapping paper used on the horde of boxes and bags and lumpy objects had surely caused the destruction of a forest or two. The ribbons, the glitter, the name tags..
Masky sighed again. “You start on the left and I’ll take the right…?”
Liu snorted but started shifting through the festive mess. His socks were in the spirited mood at least, one red and one green with HO HO HO across the soles. It was really too cold to be wandering the crumbling castle in just socks but until he found his boots Liu was stuck.
Chucking aside bundles too small or too light, Masky was hunting for his mask. He’d woken up and found it missing from the headboard, and being this time of year that had meant only one thing - Toby.
Only a handful of the presents were actually gifts, books or scarves or something small, the rest were boots and masks and knives and tools. Anything that Toby found unattended.
Everything that Toby found unattended.
A canvas bag tied shut with a giant red bow hissed irritably.
Smiledog padded in now, ears against his head and growling. He snuffled around the tree before lifting his leg up and-
“Don’t you dare.”
Smiledog growled again and put his leg down. Ten minutes later, Boy came by to complain that Toby had stolen his homework, quickly hiring Smiley to find the package with the promise of a candybar for each item successfully found.
“Damn dog is going to get fat..” Masky muttered but resigned himself to buying a whole bag of chocolates next time he was in town if it meant he got his mask back sooner rather than later.
Oh, there’s where the nailgun had gone.