In life, the best gift you could ever wish for was to be with a family who loved you regardless of your flaws.

You knew full well how precious family was and how many would trade everything just to see them smile again.

Another year and, of course, another crazy new chapter was about to start. While life tended to kick off and leave you hanging in the dust, at times you acknowledged it as a part of ‘learning to prepare’ for a new future that was moving over the horizon. You learned so much that this world had to offer and that when it came to living peacefully, fate could give quite a bit of excitement when you least expected.

Getting ready for another Hearth’s Warming Eve, you were glad you could take the chance to relax from work and, of course, the millions of letters you’ve received. Most of them were from royalty, some of whom have become fond of your work, others were still awaiting your sticky end. How many more years until you would no longer have to worry about snobbish nobles acting like children and keeping this negativity away from your family?

You pushed those ideas away, reminding yourself that this was the time to celebrate with your large family. With your friends and family decorating your manor and enjoying the beverages and Cream Cherry’s freshly baked Hearth’s Warming Eve cookies, you didn’t hesitate to let yourself fall victim to the sweet cider Applejack had been so graciously saving for the holiday.

Again, while there were some positivity among your latest stack of royal letters, some nobles just couldn’t be satisfied with giving you Hearth’s Warming Eve mail. Hence, you took a seat beside King Leo, wondering if you should be concerned about stock inventory since the sea king had a high tolerance for alcohol. Something he didn’t always have the opportunity to enjoy in his underwater kingdom. Leo didn’t mind and gave his thanks to Saddle Arabia’s King Bariq who donated his own wine.

“This year’s wine tastes amazing!” Aquastria’s king exclaimed as he took another sip from his glass.

“You need another serving of wine, Leo?” you asked, seeing his glass starting to look half empty. King Leo politely declined and it was nice that you could address each other so casually. Whether it was in Aquastria or Equestria, you didn’t have to worry about honorifics like ‘Sire’, ‘Your Excellency’ and so on.

Such a shame Azure couldn’t come along. Much as Leo’s youngest daughter adored you, you had less and less time to spend together since she had her own life and responsibilities. While not necessarily an heir to the underwater throne, Azure was working hard actually studying foreign economy and literature in her hopes to see the world once she was finished.

“Granted if you ever let her leave the ocean,” you quipped after Leo explained why Azure couldn’t make it.

You had yourselves a few more laughs before Nocturnal Night and Sonic walked over to you.

“Hey, Dad, Auntie Pinkie Pie is filling her cannon with cookie batter again,” Sonic said with Night nodding. Hearing that, dread filled your head since you knew what that would lead to. However, you didn’t want to bring fear to your foals, so you gave them a confident smile.

“Don’t worry, son, I’ll handle it. Go on into the playroom,” you said, smiling to reassure them not to worry.

After they left, you quickly stood up and ran to the kitchen. Leo and Bariq looked at each other, wondering just how much you had to deal with in this house. Upon reaching the kitchen, your fears grew worse as you saw Pinkie stuffing freshly-made cookie dough. Last time she did this... Oh, the nightmares of being smothered in cookie batter were coming back.

“PINKIE, NO!” you cried out. As you scanned your surroundings, Pinkie, wearing her favorite holiday dress, just finished with her large batter bowl. Her was a trusty party cannon, now decorated in Hearth’s Warming Eve colors, sat right beside her as she joyfully bounced around it while working on the batter of cookie dough.

“Don’t worry, hummy-wummy!” she giggled. “I fixed it!”

Pinkie had spent months trying to convert her cannon so it could bake, and you gulped as she shoved a good amount of cookie dough with a large plunger. The cannon started to shake wildly like it was about to explode, but it didn’t.

You took a step back as the cannon did some more bouncing before a small ‘ding’ echoed.

“Huh...” you whispered, as this was especially new for the party cannon Pinkie used for her wild antics. She said she had been altering it here and there for different occasions, but you had yet to see what it could do.

Pinkie clapped her hands, happy that her adjustments were a success. She’s had some issues that were easy to bypass, but seeing how her cannon was working how she wanted it to made her smile wider.

“YAY THEY ARE DONE!” Pinkie’s breasts jiggled a bit as she continued to happily bounce around, but you were more focused on her party cannon than her other ‘cannons’.

“Huh, maybe I’m overreacting about this?” you asked yourself, taking it into consideration that Pinkie wasn’t the type to make the same mistake.

Cherry, who was just bringing in some glasses from the party, passed you with a sly smile. “You might want to take a step back, Sire.”

“...What?” you wondered as Pinkie stopped hopping and grabbed the string connected to her cannon.

“NOW FOR SOME HEARTH’S WARMING COOKIES!!!” she screamed as she tugged on the string. Considering that you were right in front of it, your jaw dropped as you saw the cannon rumble. You didn’t have time to get out of the way before the cannon opened fire.

The plates that were on the counter were filled with many types of cookies ranging from chocolate chip, to sugar cookies, to even snickerdoodles. The cannon fired several more times until it let out a gingerbread house for the last blast. Hearing the explosion, Rainbow Dash and the others joined the kitchen where they found the mountain of freshly baked cookies.

“Dang, Pinkie. Y’all actually got it ta work this time?” Applejack asked, amazed at the spread of fresh baked goods.

“Yuppity-yup! I’ve been working for so long, and I’m so happy that we’re finally making progress!”

Everyone joined in to try the fresh cookies. Pinkie had outdone herself yet again.

“These are delicious.” Fluttershy couldn’t help herself when it came to snickerdoodles. Oh, how adorable she looked with the crumbs on her face.

“She’s even got the rainbow jam filled ones, too!” Rainbow Dash, who by now was wolfing down some of the rainbow jam filled cookies, exclaimed.

“Now, everypony, save some for the other guests. Also we have to make sure our cookie monster husband doesn’t get his greedy hands on all these treats,” Twilight laughed.

“No... need...” a low tone echoed. Hearing that, they tried to find where the voice was coming from before they finally turned to you... Their eyes grew wide at what they saw.

You were sweating profusely as you knew you had dodge death before multiple times. But you now wondered if this was still your house, or a gravesite.

After the blast... Well, let’s say that some of the cookies had missed their target and ended up... somewhere else. You fell back to the large open space wall as you held out your limbs in a goofy fashion. Sprayed onto the wall, the cookies who missed the plates were right under or over your limbs outlining your entire body as you had to twist and turn so none of them would hit you.

Witnessing your predicament, your family were both shocked and curious as you held the position. Cherry, who was bringing another tray of food for the guests, smirked as she passed you.

“Told you,” she giggled, leaving you to your spot.

*few hours later night time*

‘God now I can add ‘dodging death by cookies’ off my resume...’ you sighed as you couldn’t believe you almost died from baked goods. Hehwuti, who didn’t witness the ridiculous way you almost died, did know you were feeling stressed out as she came over to comfort you. Despite the fact that she was huge and could knock you down with ease, she was still a gentle giant.

“Father?”

You looked up to see Night walk into your room. To be fair, you knew it was your eldest foal since you’ve gained a new sort of sense. It was because of Twilight that you understood the strange sensation you picked up whether it was walking into your mansion, going outside, or during your work shift. Many magic users developed the sense to sense the power of others. Ergo, you could sense someone’s level of magic, and even predict what would come next.

When it came to your family, you spent extra time learning and understanding whose magic level belonged to who. In the case of Nocturnal Night and her siblings, you learned that despite only being 9-years-old, she carried a large pool of magic within her. You knew Luna has been working on her magical abilities. Even though it was mainly the basics such as telekinesis and a few wind spells to help her fly, for such a young alicorn, she was capable of learning so much more with such an incredible level of magic.

Like mother, like daughter.

What’s more is that your oldest foal was changing both physically and mentally. For starters, she’s never addressed you as ‘father’ before. And it’s clear she’s been working out – being an alicorn, she could do basic exercise, but she proved she’s inherited your stubbornness when she begged you to train her as well. Eventually you gave in and said you would continue going at a patient pace. You wouldn’t be teaching her about sword fighting until she got the hang of it.

Hehwuti gave Night some gentle licks when Night came in accompanied by her trusted companion and Hehwuti’s son, King. “Father, I have a question.”

“What is it, honey?” you asked, wondering what curious thought had crawled into your eldest foal’s mind.

“What do you want for Hearth’s Warming Eve?”

The question threw you off guard, since it’s been a while since anyone asked you that. Normally, you were fine when it came to materialistics. You had a great home, a loving family, a job you enjoyed, and when it comes to possessions you weren’t stingy nor obsessed with flashy objects. You never had that kind of chance back in the human world.

“I’m not so picky, honey. You and everypony else spending time on this special day is more than I can ever wish for,” you reassured as Night gave you a blank stare. It was times like these that you wished you were as good at telepathy as Celestia and Luna. Last time you tried, you managed a quick glance into Pinkie Pie’s wild mind.

Note to self, never do that again.

Night sat beside you as another question came to mind. Something she’s been wanting to know for a while now.

“Father...?” She looked up at you with concern. “Why do we look... different?”

You raised an eyebrow. “Why do you ask, Night?”

Night explained that when she and Honey Comb went out shopping some local fillies were giving her a hard time. Obviously not respecting her as a princess, they began calling her names and one of them would have even thrown a rock at her if Honey Comb hadn’t stepped in. The damage was done, though. Night hadn’t done anything wrong, and those kids still treated her like she was some sort of abomination. It got her thinking why the two of you didn’t look like the others.

It took you by surprise that Honey Comb didn’t tell you anything like this earlier – you were determined to have a talk with her later. What was important now, of course, was comforting your daughter.

You began to explain to Night how everyone was unique in their own way. She already got a taste of how dark the world is after she got kidnapped last Hearth’s Warming Eve, but even after training with her mother, you still didn’t feel it was time to share your family history. Where you actually came from would be a complex subject as Night just listened. No one should say talking to children would be easy, as you tried not to confuse your foals when they wanted to know things.

Night inquired about your parents and what her grandparents from your side were like. Hearing the word ‘grandparents’, memories of your old life came flooding back. You tried to keep your face neutral, granted Night had a right to know about your parents. The vile faces of the supposed family who made your life a living hell, a family you wanted to forget since they were the reason you struggled to fend for yourself at such an early age. Then there was, of course, your biological parents who you barely knew about even after a decade of searching for answers in Equestria.

Now, you did tell Night that she, of course, had paternal grandparents, but added that they unfortunately passed on before she was born. If you had any photos on you, you would have happily shown them to her.

Still young and curious, Night then asked about your life before you met Luna and the others. You didn’t want her to feel the hatred you still held for your abusive adoptive parents, and only told her that it was difficult but you were happy now. The life that you’ve survived to build was all that mattered now.

Smiling, Night had one last question:

“Father, don’t you miss your old home and family?”

With that, more memories came to mind. Sure you did miss certain people, but there were many things that were better off forgotten. You had practically nothing when you were growing up. Surviving was something you did every day. Hell, you never actually experienced the joy of life until you were an adult working and going to school. Yes, it sounds depressing, but even the bare necessities were a blessing in disguise when you had to survive.

Even the most important days of the year such as Christmas weren’t in your favor back then – you remembered wishing on every Christmas night for your life to get better, but it never did. You would spend those cold nights with worn-out clothes you found either found in dumpsters or homeless centers, but they weren’t enough and you would sometimes resort to spending time in certain centers and squatter homes just to keep warm. Sadly, some of those places would either have a broken heater or boiler, so you would have to huddle against other unfortunate souls.

Now, remembering all these horrible events made you all the more determined to make it your mission to never let your family that kind of hell.

“When it comes to home, honey, that’s between me and me alone. I never liked where I grew up. My days were different... Even on Christmas, I rarely had the chance to have fun.”

“Christmas?”

You explained that Christmas was like Hearth’s Warming Eve in your world. Like here, you all celebrated the joy of being with family, giving gifts, and having fun being with those you loved, but it was never a good holiday for you. In fact, there was a nice lady who gave you a pack of toy army men, but on that same day, some local bullies stole them after they jumped and beat you up.

Night was a bit surprised that you conceded in telling her some of your past. You had to make it clear that your old life was a sore topic for you to this day. However, like the old saying ‘the past is the past’, you assured your daughter that you were happy now that she and the rest of her siblings were part of your life. With that being the case, you made sure to remind Night that if anyone tried to harm her and ruin this happiness, she had the right to defend herself, and if she got bullied again you would be sure to set it straight.

You gave her a kiss on the forehead. “Now, off to bed, honey. You don’t want to be tired for that big moment where you find all those presents under the tree, now do you?”

“You’re right. Goodnight, Father.” Night hugged you before she left to get ready for bed. “I love you.”

You smiled back as you still couldn’t believe how much she’s progressed in a year.

Knowing that you too needed to get up bright and early, you also got ready for bed. Looking at the clock, you saw that it was almost 9 so you decided to wash up and get ready. After a quick brush and face wash, you gave Hehwutii a few playful scratches before you called it a night.

*few hours later*

Sleep was peaceful thanks to your beloved Luna’s work on the dream world, but as your night queen slept beside you, something woke you from your calm slumber. You weren’t sure what it was, but even Hehwuti could sense the tension as her ears stood, and she searched the bedroom. Looking around, it was almost pitch dark with only a small glimmer of Luna’s moonlight to illuminate the room.

You followed Hehwuti’s lead and changed your ears to their wolf form so you could hear a small pitter patter of footsteps running around despite it being the middle of the night. After sniffing around some more, Hehwuti finally appeared to have found something.

Being as cautious as you were curious, you reached under your pillow for the small tomahawk axe you kept around in case of emergencies. Brandishing the weapon, Hehwut started to growl as she looked within the darkness of the room.

“You see it, girl?” you asked in a whisper.

Hehwuti growled louder, signaling to you that she could see the intruder. Reaching down to put a hand on your loyal wolf’s side, you held it there and braced yourself as a bead of sweat rolled down your forehead.

“Go.” You patted Hehwuti to give her permission to charge. In an instant, she took off into the darkness and snarled. What came next very much confused you.

“AH! NICE DOGGY! NICE DOGGY!” a loud shrill voice echoed within the shadows, followed by those same footsteps and bells ringing in your ear. The said bells sounded like they were attached to the intruder’s feet, which was odd as you didn’t hear them ring until now. You wondered what kind of assassin would break into a house that’s protected 24/7 while wearing something like that.

Hehwuti barked a bit as you heard a struggle echo within the darkness. So her work of aiding ponies in their dreams would never go interrupted, what was obviously an intense struggle still hadn’t woken Luna up. Regardless, you could hear the intruder panting and begging for Hehwuti not to bite them. With your patience wearing thin, you remembered your damned nightstand lamp, which you should have turned on in the first place for this situation.

You reached out to turn on the lamp, and who you saw just confused you more. What Hehwuti was frantically trying to catch was a small pony... or maybe not.

The intruder had the same features on a regular white and green pony, but the ears were longer and there were snow-like markings on his face. His clothes were quite festive, as she wore red, green and white colors, and indeed had a bell attached to his shoes and hat. Colorful as he was, he was also slippery as his small structure allowed him to outmaneuver Hehwuti.

‘What is the meaning of this?’ You were watching this cat and mouse game as half of your room was getting destroyed due to Hehwuti trying her best to grab the intruder. Luna would naturally demand an explanation once she woke up. You could already hear her demanding you to paint over the room you shared once this was over.

Speaking of which, Hehwuti caught the pest at last, holding him by the shirt as she walked over to you and wagged her tail as she awaited your praise. Given her size, your intruder wouldn’t be going anywhere as he was brought before you.

“P-p-please don’t eat me...! I-I probably wouldn’t taste good!” he begged for mercy within your wolf’s teeth.

‘Dude, you wouldn’t even be much of a snack, let alone dinner,’ you commented in your head as you considered Hehwuti’s enormous appetite.

“Now who are you?” you asked a little on edge given how your unannounced visitor trashed your room. But all he did was hold his hat over his hat and shake in fear.

Just as you were going to ask another question or at least get his attention, a new voice echoed from behind.

“Oh, you are such a pine cone, Leaf!”

You quickly turned towards the window, which was wide open. Your eyes doubled in size when you saw who it was. Be that as it may, you also smiled as you recognized the reindeer cow who stepped into your room, followed by three more.

“Good to see you again, sugar cane,” the reindeer leader smirked as she stood in front of you and touched your cheek.

It’s been three years, but you remembered Rudolph, Blitzen, Comet and Cupid from how they looked and, of course, their personalities.

“Oh, it’s been so long, cutie!” Cupid giggled, easily reminding you of the bubbly Pinkie Pie.

“But we knew you’d never forget us,” Comet smirked.

It was a nice reunion, but you frowned as there was still the question of what was going on that they had to be here on such short notice. Rudolph giggled and pointed to the small elf that was still in Hehwuti’s mouth.

“First things first. Please have your wolf release our friend.”

Hehwuti was a smart one. You turned your head and gave her a nod, and she instinctively dropped her captive to the ground before sitting down to scratch herself behind the ears. You praised her for her obedience as the elf rushed behind the three reindeer.

He shuddered a bit. “Ugh! Two words: breath mints!” he exclaimed as he dusted off his clothes. Once he was safe and sound, he began by raising a hand out for a handshake.

“Sorry for the inconveniences and intruding in your lovely home, Sire. My name’s Tassel Leaf. I’m the head of the elves that help out Santa.”

You shook his hand as you introduced yourself. “So wait. You mean you’re like the manager or something?”

Tassel Leaf nodded. “Yes, I do everything for the wellbeing of my fellow elves. Santa already has enough to worry about in making his lists and sorting out the naughty from the nice; he needs more help than you think,” he reassured as he puffed out his chest. You could tell how proud he was of his job working with the big red jolly guy.

You could believe that Santa needed a lot of help to run his large workshop and you figured he must have more than one head manager to make sure everything went according to plan. Turning to Rudolph, you easily figured she was the head of the reindeer, just like in the songs, and it was a position she worked hard to maintain.

“So Mr. Leaf... What do you need from me that required you to break into my house?” you asked. The air around you suddenly grew tense as everyone lowered their head. That uncomfortable and awkward silence lingered before Tassel Leaf made his move.

You were caught off guard as the elf manager fell to his knees and bowed to you. It was like a pharaoh’s servant groveling to his said master, and everyone else was either confused or embarrassed – the reindeer were now debating whether it was actually a good idea to bring him.

“Please, Sire...! We are so desperately in need of your help,” Leaf begged as he held his hands out like he was praying for your cooperation. Blitzen and Comet just had to turn away from him.

‘Okay... This is so weird and desperate that it’s almost pathetic,’ you thought staring at the elf groveling right at your feet. Once it became too embarrassing for you to bear, you turned to Rudolph and her fellow reindeer with eyes that just read: ‘Please give me an explanation’.

Rudolph knew that was her cue. It was too shameful that the head of the elves was just seconds away from kissing your feet just to get you to hear him out. From what Santa explained, you would never get used to the outdated manner of being worshiped like a god.

“It’s best that you come with us. The boss will do better to explain why we came all the way here,” Rudolph suggested; they were actually all hoping you would agree to come home with them.

“Please, cutie. Don’t tell me you’re gonna back out on someone now,” Cupid pleaded a bit as she gave you a soft quivering lip.

Even with all this begging, you still wanted to know where they were taking and how long before you made a decision. You wanted to be here tomorrow for Hearth’s Warming Eve, after all.

Tassel Leaf finally stopped groveling, but began to panic instead “Yes, yes! I know, but if we don’t do this now, we’ll have to wait another 364 days!”

Your eyebrows rose from Tassel’s panicked state, but you looked over at the reindeer and saw that they too had worry in their eyes. You knew this was going to be difficult as you already said you didn’t want to inconvenience your family and guests, but you reiterated so many times that it wasn’t in your nature to abandon someone in need.

You thought it over long and hard, as was necessary. Your train of thought, though, was interrupted as your door opened for three small figures to enter your room. Looking up, you frowned as Chocolate Cake, Night and Sonic came in.

“Dad, are you okay?” Chocolate Cake, or CC as he preferred to go by, was able to speak and walked standing beside his siblings.

“Yeah, what’s going on?” Sonic asked.

Once they entered the room their eyes beamed up as they spotted the elf and Rudolph’s team.

“HA! FLUFFY PONIES!!!” the three shouted as they ran up to the three reindeer cows.

They were used to young foals calling them ‘fluffy ponies’, as, in some ways, that’s what they were. It was rare to find deer folk in Equestria as they preferred the lands that are rich in pine trees or any forest mountain. Rudolph and her crew were a bit more special than most as they were told.

The little ones raced up as Rudolph reached down and gently picked Night up.

The others followed suit as you watched Cupid and Blitzen hold Sonic and CC in their arms, respectively. You, however, didn’t share the smile. It was late and all three of them should be in bed. It’s possible that they overheard the Hehwuti’s scuffle with Tassel Leaf, given all the banging and breaking of furniture.

“Night, CC, Sonic, what are you all doing up this late?” you asked, giving them a stern look. They turned to you, knowing that they were busted.

Night being the oldest was the first to speak up. “Sorry Father, it was Sonic’s idea but... I didn’t even try and talk him out of it.”

It’s another thing she’s learned from her training: responsibility. With that you turned to Sonic, and his looking away was enough to prove that Night was telling the truth.

CC, too, was quiet as he looked at you and Comet who was still holding him; you would say that he also allowed Sonic to convince him to sneak around after bedtime, even though he’s the older sibling. Truthfully, you and Cup Cake once worried about him having a mental defect since he didn’t always like to talk, but the doctors’ test showed that he was healthy. If his desire to become a soldier didn’t change, you could easily picture him as one of those stone-faced guards, staying quiet until given an order.

You held your hand up for them to stop. The three’s antics hadn’t reached the point where you had to yell at them – when it came to your voice, you could be just as intimidating as the queens.

Even if you wanted to, this wasn’t the best time to scold your foals, as you still didn’t understand what Tassel Leaf and the reindeer wanted from you. Seeing the concern on your face, Night, who was more mature and perceptive than her siblings, sought an explanation.

“Father, what’s going on?” she asked.

You took a breath as you explained who they were and what they were doing here. Although you still didn’t have the answer as to why you should come and help them. Again, you wouldn’t deny helping those in need, but you’d really like some answers before you go on an unknown adventure just hours before the holidays.

Seeing how you needed more answers, Tassel Leaf decided to speak up.

“Sire, we’ve been listening through the snowflakes that you have a special talent or a type of ability that can help us.”

“Ability?” You raised an eyebrow. You had quite a few, but which one were they referring to?

“Yes. We’ve heard that you can help reform even the worst cases from their evil.”

You still didn’t understand what he was getting at and would like a little bit of context. Tassel Leaf began to explain that they learned how you help reform Chrysalis and Umbra from the sinful corruption that took control of their sanity.

Of course you remembered your trials with Chrysalis and Umbra, but you didn’t know much of that type of ‘cleansing’ per se. In fact, how you helped two mares who looked like they were too far gone remained a mystery since you had no idea what you used nor who created those items that helped them. As for how you helped them, you’d rather not go into detail. Especially around your foals. They weren’t ready to learn about... that yet.

“Honestly Tassel Leaf, I know what I can-” you tried to say, before some from behind voices cut you off.

“Father, you should help them...” Night urged, tugging on your pants leg.

Looking down, your daughter had flown out of Rudolph’s embrace to land right at the foot of your bed. She gave the LARGEST puppy dog look that could make a sad expression from Fluttershy look like child’s play, and that sealed your fate. You wondered who trained her to give you those eyes, and you weren’t sure whether to scold whoever passed on that knowledge or praise them.

It only grew worse that you couldn’t look away as Night gave you the quivering lip to boost up the playing field. It finally sealed the deal as Tassel Leaf, too, joined in and you rubbed your temple before admitting defeat.

“...Alright then.”

Everyone cheered at your response, but you did stop them mid-way. “BUT! I got one request to even the odds...” you stated.

“And what would that be, Sire?” Rudolph asked, wondering what you could need. She would never say so around your foals, but her naughty side was hoping that your condition would be the opportunity to relieve her itch.

You sighed. “I need you guys to look after my foals while I’m doing this job.” You looked at your foals who were up WAY past their bedtime. Knowing full well they might go and blab to everyone in the house if they stayed you know that you had to take them with you. From how their job was to bring joy to foals of all kinds, they must be great with kids.

Seeing as Night and her brothers were bouncing around, excited, you were once again grateful that Luna was such a heavy sleeper. You also remembered that most of your room was soundproof given the fact you and Luna could be rather loud when you were having... your fun in bed.

You got out of bed so you could get into something warm, and your foals headed back to their rooms so they could do the same. It didn’t take long to find your winter coat and hat and your foals joined in with their own winter gear.

Outside, a sleigh was waiting for you all, and it was obvious who would move it.

“Hop in and make yourselves comfortable,” Tassel Leaf said with a wink.

Your foals joined in first as they took a seat in the back, but you were still skeptical on joining in. Alas, you were a man of your word and you sucked up the courage and climbed in to sit beside Tassel.

Once you were in, the sleigh took off with a flick from Tassel Leaf’s wrists. You braced yourself as Rudolph and her friends got to work.

‘Dang... These reindeer must train every day given they have to pull such a heavy sleigh full of toys every year,’ you comment in your head.

Unfortunately from back here you had a perfect view of their jiggling rears, and you had to bite your lip to keep yourself down.

The flight was fast but incredible as you flew up and above the clouds; Luna’s beautiful moon was shining so bright and you smiled at how gorgeous her night skies were. Looking back, your foals too looked at the crescent moon, mesmerized at how beautiful it looked. Night eyes grew wide as she never had the chance to see the moon up so close. Luna, on this special night, brought her moon so close that you almost felt like you could reach up and grab it.

“Father... does Mother really do this all by herself?” Night asked.

You smiled and turned around so you could reach back and stroke your daughter’s mane. “She’s been doing this... for a very long time lil’ Night. She’s the keeper of the moon as your Auntie Tia is the keeper of the sun.”

With how relaxing the flight was, you were no longer focused on the reindeers’ backsides. Time passed by as you got to see so many different parts of Equestria at a fast pace. Of course, it couldn’t last forever...

In just a few more minutes, you all found yourselves under a large blanket of snow that covered for miles. You wondered if you passed the Crystal Empire, which connected to the frozen wastelands. Where you are now made more sense as you all looked down to see it. A large home in the middle of the vast frozen lands sat beside what appeared to be a large mountain.

“Here we are! The North Pole!” Tassel Leaf exclaimed as you made your way right down to the large home.

Your little ones were getting more excited, but you had to be assertive and tell them to stay seated until the sleigh completely landed. Oh, what their mothers would say/do if you not only brought them on an overnight trip, but failed to stop them from breaking an arm or worse...

The sleigh did rock a bit as it touched what looked like a small flight deck that stood right in front of the impressive house. You could see several reindeers and elves come out as they welcomed their friends back. Even more familiar faces that you hadn’t seen in three years.

Once the sleigh touched down, Tassel Leaf patted your shoulder. “Well, let’s go meet the misses. She’ll explain everything.”

You made sure your little ones got off safely as they looked around the home. You made sure they didn’t wander off as they were transfixed on all the colorful lights and smells the homestead gave out. In fact you were so preoccupied with your foals you didn’t notice until it was your turn to step out. The smell of pine trees, fresh hot cocoa and you would even say a hint of cinnamon filled the air as you stepped out of the sleigh. The lights were bright and colorful and some of the elves around bounced as they welcomed you and your lil ones along with the reindeer girls.

Upon approaching the large home, the door opened as a large figure came out. What you saw next made your cheeks heat up in this cold weather. It was indeed a pony mare but... let’s say Fluttershy and Celestia had a new rival from how gorgeous she looked. Now she did have some slight wrinkles under her eyes and a white mane, but she was nevertheless beautiful with her curvy, slightly plump figure. Underneath her classic red and white dress, her breasts looked bigger than what they seemed, and the same could be said for her hips and legs. But just like on the sleigh, you didn’t need any dirty thoughts around your little ones.

You gave her a bow of respect as you introduced yourself.

The mare bowed too. “Oh, Your Highness, it’s so good to finally meet you! I do hope you enjoyed your flight.”

You confirmed that the flight was amazing and fast too – not many of the royal carriages could compete with the reindeers’ speed.

She quickly turned her attention to your foals, who were smiling and waving at the mare at the door.

“And let me guess... Miss Nocturnal Night,” she pointed at Night who gleefully nodded and bowed. “Mr. Sonic Shores,” she pointed to Sonic. “And lil’ Chocolate Cake.”

“CC...” Chocolate quietly corrected her.

The mare opened her mouth a bit but smiled. “Oh! My mistake, CC,” she giggled. “It’s wonderful that you all made it. My name is Mary Christmas. But of course, you all know me as... Mrs claus”

‘Wait... Her name is Mary Christmas? That I didn’t know’ you wonder about that for a bit.

(Just go with it!) the author snapped.

Mrs. Claus’ warm smile made you all feel right at home as she invited you all in. “Don’t just stand out there in the cold! The others are waiting!”

You all entered the large homestead. What you saw blew your mind. While the home was large on the outside, inside it was far bigger than you were expecting. Thanks to some kind of space magic, the inside of the house was roughly the size of the Canterlot castle. The walls were vibrantly colored red, green, white and gold, and while the walls were decorated with various lights, ornaments, pictures and a few toys the ground floor was where the magic was going.

The elves were all working around making many types of toys, and you saw several desks with what looked like a variety of materials piling up. You saw a few elves swinging from the streamers and wires that hung on the ceiling as they worked around a large tree that was in the center of the house. It looked like it was growing in the middle as it was covered in millions of ornaments and streamers.

You and your little ones watch amazed at the sights and sounds as many elves worked around helping each other to get the presents out for the sleigh. A few of them passed you by to offer some fresh baked cookies or hot chocolate with marshmallows for you or your family. Your foals remembered their manners and thanked the elves as they graciously took the fresh cups of cocoa and cookies.

Walking around the workshop, you watched as one elf guided a large crane with a large block of wood in its grip as whoever controlling the crane lowered the block of wood onto a pedestal. Just as it was set down and released, you watched as one elf with a hammer and chisel went to town on it. You’ve only seen speed like that from Pinkie Pie as in seconds, the elf was done leaving only a large pile of sawdust. With a deep breath, you watched as he blew the dust off to reveal a medium size nutcracker ready to be painted.

You were then taken to a large living room; unlike the workshop, this was an ideal place to relax, as a few chairs and tables lined up the room. Some of the chairs were placed around what looked like a projector, and you pieced together that they watched movies in here when you saw the projector was right next to a popcorn machine. Taking a seat by a large fireplace, your little ones surrounded you as Mrs. Claus took a seat on a rocking chair.

“It’s great you are here as we might not get another chance.”

“Another chance? Mrs. Claus, what’s going on?” you asked, easily more concerned now more than when you were when Tassel Leaf and the reindeer were still trying to get you to come.

She waved her hand to help ease some tension. “Oh, no, no. It’s not that serious or... Rather it’s more a request than a serious issue.”

You listened carefully as Mrs. Claus began her tale. For as long as she’s known her husband, Santa Claus has always brought the joy of Hearth’s Warming Eve to every corner of Equestria and he loved doing it even if there were those who denied his existence. The thought of being with family and friends was more important than all the gifts in the world. He cherished every day he had with his family, however, in the many years Mary has been with him, one thing has always bothered her.

Her husband wasn’t fully happy.

“Do you know... the tale of Krampus?”

You recalled hearing about Krampus growing up. Apparently, he was some sort of demon that was more or less the opposite of Santa. While Santa rewards the good children of the world, Krampus punishes the naughty ones. But rather than simply giving misbehaving kids coal, some claimed that he steals their souls and eats them. That’s about all you knew.

Other stories said that Krampus planted fear in the little ones so they would be good for the next year, but other parts were left out.

You then learned that Krampus was actually... Santa’s brother.

“Did I hear that right? Krampus and Santa... are brothers?”

Mrs. Claus nodded, frowning as she looked out the window. Some stories told how Santa wanted to bring joy to his hometown, as many believed he never would be able to achieve that goal. Some even went as far as sabotaging him and his toys. Fortunately, he had a strong will from a young age and never gave up. That’s the midst of what many have heard of him, but there’s more.

Growing up, both Krampus, or Saint Nicholas. and his brother Santa, who were twins at the time, also confused many given how they wanted to achieve the same goal together. Both were great toy makers growing up and despite their hardships, they learned to work together and enjoy it. They were living proof that family was more important than all the gifts around the world as they worked diligently in bringing joy to all.

As the brothers began making a name for themselves spreading happiness, something changed. They saw while delivering presents that many children were becoming naughty and many of them couldn’t receive gifts. This seemed to irk Krampus, as he came to believe that giving coal to naughty children wasn’t enough since the parents would just end up buying them gifts whether or not they deserved them.

This feeling grew and not before long on Hearth’s Warming Eve, Santa and Krampus got into a major fight at home. They found out that a young filly had been acting extremely naughty and spoiled, and that night Kramus decided to do something about it. When he came home one eventful night, instead of carrying an empty sack, he returned with a sack... of foals.

The two brothers grew more estranged after Santa learned what happened, and with a heavy heart, he did what he had to do to stop Krampus. With all of his magic, he banished his brother into the mountain that they grew around. This mountain that the workshop sat beside was Krampus’ home.

And thus the story of Krampus was made on that dreadful night as those who were captured and saved by Santa spread the story of his evil twin.

You listened carefully as you understood. What Santa was going through is almost completely the same as how Celestia lost her sister over 1000 years ago. To be apart from your sibling and see that place where they were banished was a heavy burden to carry. It must have hurt Santa to know that in order to save the innocent, he had to banish his own flesh and blood for all eternity.

“Every Hearth’s Warming Eve, he tries to convince Krampus to return to his former self and release the darkness that’s seeped so deeply into his heart, but to this day he’s never succeeded.”

This did once again bring up the question as to why you are here.

“Why me? Why didn’t you ask my beloved Celestia or Luna for help? They know much better than I do what it’s like to be separated for so long,” you reasoned.

“It was my husband’s call,” Mary replied. “We’ve kept this secret safe for years, as Santa didn’t want those who wanted to get their gifts or seek his magic for their nefarious reasons. Even the Equestrian royal sisters don’t know of my husband’s true existence, and given how we are in the center of the cold tundra of the North Pole, not many can survive such cold weather regardless if they’re an alicorn or not.”

“Why choose here then?” you repeated, more curious as to why they chose a place like this if not many would risk coming here.

Mrs. Claus smiled. “Because dearie, it’s the perfect place. We are secluded from unwanted eyes, the sun and moon do help melt the snow, so we have an endless supply of fresh water, and many of the trees are enchanted so they can survive even the worst weather. It’s also in the center of the world so Santa can go anywhere around the world in a single night!”

You listened in as you were more intrigued by Mrs. Claus’ husband, but you mentally slapped yourself since you had more pressing matters right now.

“Now, as for why I told you this story... we want you to succeed where Santa failed and thaw Krampus’ icy heart.”

You blinked. “...Beg your pardon?”

“We want you to help us free Krampus like you did so many others,” Tussle Leaf said a bit more clearer

“Yeah, I heard you the first time but... HOW is the most important question?” you clarified as you do remember these things didn’t happen so easily. Especially if one has been a victim of corruption for centuries.

Mrs. Claus smiled knowing you would ask that. “I know it sounds difficult, maybe impossible, but I know you can do such feats not many can.”

You saw a few circles begin to form around Mrs. Claus as she waved her finger. Almost like projectors, each circle showed a small video of you performing unbelievable miracles. Most of them displayed your parkour skills and how you maneuvered certain areas, while others were of your fighting skills. The elves including your three foals were amazed as you ran, slid, climbed and ran along walls, and dove into soft spots so easily like an action hero.

“Wow, Dad. You did all that?” Sonic asked, believing this was only possible in movies or video games.

This wasn’t how you wanted your children to find out what you were capable of. All you did was let out a weak laugh, realizing how naive you were for thinking no one was watching you work.

“Even with all this, how would I be able to help Krampus? I don’t know where to start and seeing my skills, you can tell this won’t help change the brother of Hearth’s Warming Eve’s heart,” you reasoned after the show was over.

“I know and I felt a magic source of pure light magic irradiating in the mountain. We don’t know where, but I know it must have been Krampus’ last bit of light magic before the darkness consumed him entirely. But deep down, I believe he’s still in there somewhere...” Mrs. Claus looked out at the mountain as she could feel it... Somewhere, somehow... it could be their last option.

“So go in, find the item, bring it back to Krampus and save him... Easier said than done,” you admitted.

“Father, you can’t leave Santa like this...” Night looked at you again with that familiar pleading look. You were again engaged in a losing battle against your daughter’s eyes, and it would be pointless to resist after already hearing what Mrs. Claus needed. Now that you were having second thoughts, it did sound like an impossible task, but you’ve accomplished so many things that seemed impossible, including reforming dark creatures.

“Alright, alright... I’ll do it.”

Everyone began to cheer as you wondered what you just agreed to. You did take a glance at Mrs. Claus, who had tears in her eyes, but was still smiling. You know she too must be waiting for such help as the tears kept on coming.

“Follow me please, Sire,” Tassel Leaf called you over. “We can’t send you to Krampus if you’re not properly dressed, after all.”

‘Properly dressed?’

Walking through out of the living and into the workshop, you learned that each area of the shop was meant for a certain area of product. They not only made toys for children – you saw a few music players and some clothing such as dresses and coats.

Walking to another part of the workshop, you stopped at what looked like a tailor room, judging from the elves with measuring tape, fabrics and many scissors, and waited at the entrance.

“Scissors, Fabric, Laces. This is our special guest. Is the suit ready?” Leaf smiled as he introduced you to the three elves standing in front of you.

“Yes it is, sir! It took us quite some time, but luckily we managed to make it to where it can both handle the cold, and be light enough so he won’t be obscured by certain other elements when he enters the mountain,” the elf with many scissors in his pockets smiled.

“We also added some thick yeti leather so he won’t suffer heavy damage in a fight,” Fabric added, as she always especially enjoyed working with heavy material like leather.

‘Wait, yeti leather... There’s YETIS in this world, too?’

“And we also deemed it more stylish to add a bit of color than what he usually wears,” Lacy grinned, obviously having had more fun on this project than her colleagues.

You watched as all three elves finally led you all into the tailor room. You had to duck a bit, but once you were inside, you were taken aback. The room would be paradise for Rarity, as there were rows upon rows of shelves lined with fabrics of all shapes, colors and styles. Some were piled so high that they almost touched the ceiling. That’s one side, as the other had thousands of crates and boxes full of buttons, linen, and millions of spools of thread and sewing needles. A few mannequins were placed around, each being used with various articles of clothing and some were just covered in different fabric. You figured they were trying to find the right colors and fabric patterns or style that fit together.

However, what caught your attention was what was in front of you.

Right in the middle of what looked like a spotlight stage stood a sole mannequin. Its colors were so vibrant that they gave the room some vibrancy as the lights shone on it.

The elves were obviously trying to steal your admiration, and they succeeded since it looked like they had managed to copy one of your assassin-style armor. The attached cape was absolutely beautiful as a decorated tree sat in the middle. The linings around the edge were covered in a thick fluff to help combat the cold like Scissors said. However, some of the material covering the shoulders and breast plate looked to be even thicker, and you could tell it would indeed absorb some significant damage. While functional and practical, like most of the workshop, it was colorful and decorated in red, white, green and a few gold pieces as the hood had a small lining that looked almost like Santa’s hat.

“Wow... that’s impressive,” you said, hardly blinking as you admired your new suit. Though you did wonder if it would fit since they didn’t have your measurements... right?

“Well, try it on! Let’s see how it looks!” Lacy bounced in joy, eager to see someone try on a newly completed outfit.

You first gestured for the three to turn around. And once you had your privacy, you discovered that the suit fit... perfectly!

The straps weren’t too tight or chaffing, the arm lengths were at the right proportion, there wasn’t any bagging in the legs, the armor pieces were able to cover all of your front and shoulders and the hood didn’t exceed over your face.

Now you were even more impressed, for as much as you adored Rarity, she had to measure almost 3 times just for one new piece. These guys found out what your measures were for the perfect time.

“Wow you guys work miracles huh?” you asked, looking at first the front then the back.

“We take pride in our work!” Scissors proclaimed, given how he was the most serious of the bunch, but was nevertheless happy.

Once you made sure everything was secured, you exited out of the tailor room where Mrs. Claus and your kids got a good look at you and your new suit.

“Dad, you look amazing!” Sonic praised, and his older siblings completely agreed as you showed off your Hearth’s Warming Eve armor. It was then that Mrs. Claus approached you to present a small wooden case.

“This was given to Santa by a master smith many moons ago as a thank you gift on behalf of his happy foals. He never got to use it, and I hope it’ll never come to that.”

Opening the case, you saw a handle like that of a candy cane with leather wrapped around it, and the pole itself looked to be made of wood. The blade was beautiful, shining in the workshop light. You didn’t know much about metal work, but you at least understood that this was different than what you usually worked with.

“The handle was decorated by one of our large candy canes out in the cold and the metal is pure silver from our hometown mines. I do hope you won’t have to use it...” Mrs. Claus sighed as she was against violence.

You prayed too that you could get through to Krampus with words rather than blades.

Once you had secured the sword, you were ready. “Alright now... Let’s get going. We got a Krampus to cleanse,” you smiled as you gave reassurance. How, though, you would find out along the way. You’ve made it this far, somehow.

From the doorway, Mrs. Claus held Night close to her side as she saw you off.

“Be careful out there, Father,” Night waved out. “I don’t want to spend Hearth’s Warming Eve without you.”

You turned around as you hugged your little ones, giving them the reassurance that you would be back. You exited the workshop and some reindeer were ready with a sleigh just for you along with Tassel Leaf, who was going to help guide you to your destination.

“You’re in for quite an adventure, Your Highness.”

You shook your head with a small smile. “Yet another one to add to the books,” you replied, and Leaf gave Rudolph and her teammates their signal before you took off.

Night watched until you were completely out of sight before she went back inside with Mrs. Claus.

“Come, young princess. Even with all our elves, we could still use some help,” she said, holding both of Night’s hands.

The young alicorn filly’s face lit up, eager to see just how she could make herself useful. When the question came up, some elves asked her if she could wrap some of the toys that were ready to be packaged. Seeing all the colorful wrapping paper and ribbons, Night grinned from ear to ear.

They all took places in where they wanted to be. Sonic saw a bunch of elves playing instruments as they cleaned and gift wrapped them. Seeing all the instruments, he felt like he was in the music shop back in Ponyville that he loved to visit with his mother. CC was focused on a kind of painting area, where many elves were painting the toys in various patterns and colors. In spite of wanting to learn how to fight like his father, CC had a peaceful side to him that was fueled by the relaxing sensation of drawing and painting.

Night, however, took a different approach as she followed Mrs. Claus around the workshop. The 9-year-old princess’ smile seemed to warm all of their hearts, not to mention she had their sympathy since Mrs. Claus and her staff all knew what happened to the young alicorn in the past. However, instead of being traumatized like many, she wanted to use this horrible event to grow. She also knew that even the hardships of growing up are becoming difficult.

“Dear sweet Night... How are you with your parents being such prospected figures?” Mrs. Claus asked.

“Mother and Father are my role models. I want to be strong just like them.”

Mary’s heart melted at how pure and innocent she is even with her share of abuse. “I’m glad, dearie. Your parents are indeed very strong. Especially after all the hardships they went through. You’ll know once you’re older.”

Honestly, Night was bored of being told that, as she had several questions that always seemed to make her parents or other adults feel uncomfortable. In some ways, she wished she was already an adult so she could learn what they were hiding from her, but Mrs. Claus insisted that she should enjoy her time as a filly.

As they walked around, the elves finally decided to spice things up as they kept up their work... by singing.

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Night let the song eased her irritation at being left in the dark and she saw some elves working on some stuffed animals and plushies. Her eyes began to sparkle.

One of the elves walked over as she could see Night’s eye light up with interest. She was a bit older than the others as she approached the filly. “Would you like to help us? A lot of work and love goes into making our stuffed animals.”

Night nodded as the elf showed her to the work area. She educated her on how the process goes from finding a design and fabric, to shaping and cutting it to appropriate shape. She then showed the section where they stuffed the toys full of soft, squishy feathers and/or cotton. Once material for stuffing was chosen, then it’s on to decorating the last pieces.

Looking at the large work desk full with all these different materials for making toys, several ideas were rushing to Night’s head. In fact, her love for plushies has been a big thing for her, but she didn’t just want to own them... She wanted to know how to make them too.

The older elf did help by showing off some drawing papers for her to design. It didn’t take long before Night came up with some of her own ideas. Trying her best, she drew a few random teddy bears, some with a few bows, some wearing clothes, but they all had one thing in common. She always added her mother’s crescent moon on either the chest or limbs.

Looking at the design, Mrs. Claus smiled as some of the toys Night was designing all had her mother’s moon imprinted on them. It was no coincidence that the crescent moon was shining brightly tonight.

“You love the moon, don’t you Night? Even here in the North Pole, your mother’s work helps our nights feel extra special,” Mrs. Claus wholeheartedly praised the queen of the night’s work on making it so beautiful after dark.

“Thank you, Mrs. Claus. Father said that Mother does all she can to make the nights feel magical for all of us. On the sleigh, it really did feel like I could reach up and touch the moon,” Night smiled as she recalled the ride here. How she felt closer to the moon than ever before. She, like her role model mother, loved the night, but the sleigh ride was a new experience altogether.

A few minutes passed as Night finished the designs for the new toys she came up with. Now it was time for materials and cutting right portions. As Night watched the elves work, she was given a chance to cut some of the materials as she wanted to make this special. Mrs. Claus kept a close eye on the filly of the night.

“Night... What do you want for Hearth’s Warming Eve? You seem to like plushies, so do you want a new one?” the elf asked. It was an honest question that many elves loved to ask little ones on this special month of the year.

Night could only smile as she turned to the older elf. “Father is always getting me new plushies, but this year... I want to be the one giving gifts,” she admitted, shocking the elves around her. They were used to children telling them what they wanted to find under their tree, so this was new.

Keeping her warm smile to brighten the area, she explained that her father always told her that a true gift wasn’t a toy or something fancy. It was the chance to be with your loved ones; being with her family every year and seeing how big it was getting was more rewarding than any toy she could get.

As she stared out the window to look at her mother’s crescent moon again, she thought she felt a warm tingle on her thigh, but it left as soon as it came.

*your POV*

‘God, this air feels like it’s suffocating me...!’ you thought as you tried to slow your breathing. The reindeer were flying the sleigh as high as possible. You didn’t want to get too close as from what you heard from Mrs. Claus, the mountain is dormant outside, but Krampus has made his own living from the inside.

Apparently, he was using some of the black magic to create his own types of minions that would serve him without question. Tonight was when they would be most active and if you didn’t find the item before the morning of Hearth’s Warming, you wouldn’t get another chance.

‘Man... How does the author come up with all these crazy adventures to get me into?’ It was a question that might never be answered.

(Don’t push it!) the author grumbled, annoyed at your persistence to avoid this adventure.

Knowing there’s no turning back now you looked around the mountain for an opening. You spot something in the distance as you figured it could be a cave of some kind.

Pointing down at where you spotted it, Leafy looked down as he traced where you were pointing at. Seeing what you saw he moved the sleigh towards the area.

You both stopped as you can see a small bit of clearing for you to jump onto as the area guided you to a cave.

“Well this is where we part ways, Sire. We’ll try to stay in the air until you give the signal,” Tassel Leaf said as he pulled out a small rocket. “Once you’re outside, use this rocket and we’ll come and help you.” He tossed it for you to catch. Putting it in your backpack, you saluted both him and the reindeer before they took off.

The cave was much too quiet as you took your first steps in. It felt like several hours had passed as you wondered where you were going. The cave seemed long and narrow, as only the sounds of the wind behind and light trinkles of droplets landing in the small puddles echoed the whole cave. You had to squeeze behind some narrow spaces, but you were glad they were big enough to squeeze through.

‘So far so good. Now how far do I have to go to reach the heart of the mountain?’ you wondered. Squeezing through a few more spaces, you had to climb up some high rises. The deeper you went the colder it felt. It was almost like you were walking into a cold freezer; by this point, you could see your breath. If you didn’t wear the proper outfit, you’d definitely be suffering from hypothermia.

Finally after a few more minutes of walking you finally heard something else. What sounded like chatting and clanking of metal against rock could be heard further inside the mountain. You figured it was Krampus’ own jolly army, and you needed to keep quiet. You didn’t want to bring a crowd down on you.

You continued through as you finally found light at the end of the tunnel. Once you were out, you gulped at the sight. A large cataclysm loomed out as several rock-made bridges were leading towards the upper and lower sections of the large cave.

‘Jesus... It’s like the size of the Crystal Empire. Are all mountain caves this dark, gloomy and or scary?’ you commented as you looked down. If you could drop a coin from where you stood, you wouldn’t be able to hear it hit the bottom. Then again, the sounds of metal against rock and chattering echoed above would drown out the echo from the coin.
You looked up as you could sense some magic radiating from above, but it almost felt impossible as your senses were clouded by so much dark magic. It felt like it was choking you and you probably would have suffocated if not for your own magic and the magic that was in the armor. You wondered how anything could live in this mountain and you feared for what was above.

You mustered up the courage as you needed to find the source and get out as quickly and quietly as possible. You were able to find some areas to climb and slide through without making much noise; you did try to maneuver around some puddles and minimize your steps over small rock piles.

Unfortunately, there was a limit to one’s luck, especially yours.

You did stop as you saw a few large and rotten wood doors that covered a few entrances. The wood and iron work looked haphazard, as it barely could cover the entrance, and some caves were just covered by some old moldy looking linens or sheets.

Looking through a crack in the door, you had to hold your breath at what you saw. Like watching a horror movie, you saw... them.

Creatures with sharp teeth, red beady eyes, and long gangly arms completely filled the room. They were dressed like Santa’s elves, but had a more demonic style as their bells were swapped with spiked balls and the wool around their necks was replaced with spikey, thorn-like rope. It also didn’t help as right beside them, causing havoc were gingerbread-looking monstrosities. Very much the famous holiday cookies, these, however, weren’t so jolly. In fact, the icing and gumdrops looked melted, and you swore the icing around their faces looked more like they were for eating flesh than sugar.

‘Great. I’ll never get over my fears of cookies now,’ you shuddered a bit as you now were gaining a phobia for cookies now. Shaking off the fear, you decided to tread lightly past some of the doors. You managed to hide as some of the demonic elves exited one of the doorways and climbed up to another cave. The further you ventured the more the dark magic was obvious; now you were trying your best not to cough as you covered your mouth from the stench.

You used the mask you were given to help with the odor, but even the pine smell from the mask wasn’t able to block all of it. Nonetheless, you attempted to suck it up so you could complete your mission.

‘I better find that source of magic fast or the smell will kill me before they do,’ you held back a cough as you continued further up. ‘Hopefully if I keep up with the pace and stay perfectly quiet I can get to Krampus without attracting-’ You stopped mid-thought as you took a small break against an old door. The moment you placed a hand on it, the door... broke. No, more like it disintegrated right before you.

And waiting for you on the other side... was a small army of the demonic elves and gingerbread men.

‘Shit!’ you gulped and stood still as you looked at all these bloodthirsty creatures. A few seconds later, you couldn’t resist breaking the silence.

“Uh... Happy Hearth’s Warming Eve...?” you gave Krampus’ lackeys a lame, weak smile as you tried to lighten the mood.

Seconds later, you were now running for your life.

“DAMMIT! DAMMIT! DAMMIT!” you screamed out dodging a few spears and some Christmas decorative stars in the process. The army, like a massive wave of fury and insanity, just charged right at you. Some threw weapons while others tried to capture you, flinging their bodies right at you. You dodged their attempts as you really didn’t have time for this.

Using some areas to jump over, you had to kick off a few old carts or stalagmites to help slow the army down, but it wasn’t enough. The moment you tried to take a breath, they were just inches from catching up to you.

‘Are they incapable of fear and hesitation?’ you wondered – the only thing these dark creatures seemed to be able to feel was the will to fight.

After a near close call from a large pot belly elf, you were able to swing off some hanging rope and onto another part of the cave system you managed to race up as you felt something different. It was a strange source of magic, definitely higher than what you felt from either the elves or gingerbread creatures. Racing over a large wooden bridge, you, however, were stopped several feet above by several elves.

Using an old cart, they dropped it right at you. Barely dodging it, you rolled away as the bridge gave in and you had to get off ASAP.

You raced away as most of the bridge came crashing down. You managed to dodge a few more falling stalagmites, and covered your head as bits of rock and dust landed on you. Once the debris stopped falling, you finally looked around. The air was thick with dust as you tried to catch your breath. While most of the bridge was gone, you knew you needed to find another way up.

Sadly, your break was short-lived as you turned towards the army who finally caught up to you. With the bridge broken, you knew this face-off was inevitable. You took a deep breath as you stood up and dusted off the clothes before setting your gaze on the army.

You took a few breaths before letting one more exhale. You finally charged right at them with a loud growl. A few of the dark soldiers took a swing at you, but you were much faster and some of them a good kick to their wicked faces. It was enough to send one or two idiots flying.

Dodging some more and delivering a few more fancy kicks at the army, it was easy at first given the fact you were more experienced than they were – their tactic was obviously all ‘swing first, ask questions later’. You managed to catch a few swings and with some luck, you were able to use their momentum to try and hit you only for them to hit their own comrade.

While the elves tried their best to hit you, some of the gingerbread men attempted an ambush. Although there were many, they weren’t... threatening actually. Some of them had sharp candy canes, but it would be so easy to kick them away or step on them. Candy couldn’t do much against someone who could crush you with ease.

The foolish gingerbread took the opportunity to attack you from above, as you managed to see one dive bombing at you. You didn’t know why, but instead of swatting him aside you... caught him in between your teeth. Once you caught, he squirmed a bit, but one but was all it took to break him to pieces and you chewed on the majority of the gingerbread. That... was a mistake.

After just a few chews, you stopped as the taste... was more revolting than anything. Hell, the revolting smell around you wasn’t as bad as the taste as you pushed the army away just so you could throw up the pieces. Spitting it out, you stuck out your tongue as the taste wasn’t anything like a gingerbread is supposed to taste.

“OH HELL WHAT THE! WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT!?”

Seeing you frantically try and scrape off the bits of cookie from your tongue, one of the elves laughed at the sight. What he said now only gave more justice to your once ridiculous fear of cookies.

“Horseradish-flavored gingerbread with black licorice icing,” the elf said in a low, menacing tone.

‘THAT’S HORRIBLE AND PURE EVIL!’ you gasped as the flavor still lingered in your mouth. The evil elves and gingerbread all laughed as they watched you suffer from the aftertaste.

After having their laugh, the fight continued. You managed to regain your breathing and focused back on the fight. The elves were advancing on you as they managed to push you back towards the broken bridge. They didn’t hold back as they backed you further and further towards the edge, your boots scraping against the snow.

“Shit! SHIT!” You tried to think of a way to get out of this mess, as you were being pushed closer to the edge. You almost lost your balance for a second as they backed you so that your heels were touching the edge of the broken bridge.

Looking down at the large drop behind, you only could look down for a second before one of the larger elves took the chance to see your demise. With a strong kick to the chest, you fell back.

You felt the force take some air from your lungs, but it wasn’t enough to disorient you. Having lost your wings last Hearth’s Warming Eve and still a novice of creating wings of magic, you desperately reached out to grab anything that could save you. Reaching out, unbeknownst to the elf who kicked you, you had managed to snag something.

He finally noticed as you flew back, but not before you pulled him alongside you.

Thrown further out, your fingers gripped against the elf’s leg as you pulled him along until you both were falling over to your possible deaths. Seeing their partner in evil fall along, some of the elves managed to grab hold of his arms and with a swift pull, they managed to stop him from falling with you.

You did fall for a bit, but just before they saved their fellow elf, you looked down under the bridge. Once they finally caught the fool and held him up to save him, you saw you could still climb the support beams that remained of the bridge.

Using the elf’s leg, you swung yourself over as you disappeared from under the bridge. His teammates pulled him up as they wondered where you had disappeared to. They were expecting some kind of splat or a blood-curdling scream. As their curiosity tempted them to look down, you made an effort to keep quiet as you climbed the beams of the bridge.

You didn’t know where you should go from there given you are almost at the end of the bridge, but for now you just needed to find a safe area to think. Just as you were putting together a plan, you felt it. Something in the air as silence only sounded. You stopped as you couldn’t hear any chattering or the sounds of weapons clanking against the wood or stonework. You wondered what was going before you jolted as a loud crash echoed by your ear. You managed to dodge as some splinters of wood shot out, and something was aiming right at your face. Once the splinters stopped flying, you gulped as you barely dodged a sharp spear head that went through the flooring.

“SHIT!” you groaned as you were already back to running. Within seconds, you were forced to duck as spears and other sharp weapons pierced through the bridge woodwork. Spears, some swords, hell some elf even managed to thrust their war mace through the woodwork, creating a large hole in the flooring.

Pulling the war mace out, several eyes saw you move around under the bridge. You didn’t miss a beat as you jumped, climbed and swung further before dodging another large spear piercing through in front. It managed to catch some of the hood but not much as you took several breaths at the near hit. Knowing you needed to find some way up top, a crazy idea came to mind. Knowing this might lead to more time in facing these crazy psychoes, you knew it was better than hiding like a rat under a bridge.

Without thinking twice, you ended up grabbing the spear end and awaited to face them back up. The elf was much stronger than his other brethren, as you were pulled up right without much effort. You had a slight thought of being so light or this guy is the equivalent of big macs strength but for now you just focus on what to do next once you are pulled up.

Pulling you up, the elf didn’t hesitate on using all of his strength – like flinging a football, the elf pulled the spear that you were holding onto and sent you flying along with it. You flayed around as you regained some balance as you aimed for a good spot to land. Flying higher, you managed to roll your body into a front flip as you finally dropped safely on top of the next floor.

You panted as that was definitely something you hadn’t experienced. Looking down, the army’s eyes met your own. You gave a light chuckle as you saluted them. “Thanks for the lift!” you called out before you left.

Racing away, it didn’t take long as the elf army raced up to catch up to you. The chase seemed to take forever, as the further you climbed the longer it seemed to feel like you would never reach the top. Sliding under a few elves that weren’t among the army behind you, you felt that you were in the clear and could finally find a place to hide and rest. Once again, fate crushed your hopes again.

Without noticing, you were immediately grabbed and pulled back. Before you could react, you felt your body being hoisted up in the air. You struggled as you looked down at what was holding you. Another one of those larger elfs had managed to grab you from behind. Holding you in the air you struggled, but you couldn’t break free fast enough before you were flung over the chasm. You flew a few inches into the middle of the large drop; you didn’t know why, but you ended up reaching out to grab something, not sure what but anything to save your life from this impending death.

‘Shit, shit, shit!’ you mentally scolded again as you tried to catch something. Seconds as you were thrown off, you ended up forgetting something. You had some powers of your own. One in particular that was most useful.

Extending your hand, you saw a purplish glow forming at the tips of your fingers. Like a slingshot, you watched as a shadowy hand shot out towards another end. It reached far almost a yard away as you managed to embed the claws deep into the stone. Like piercing a nail into wood, it hung as you were pulled straight towards the spot you grabbed.

You called this the Shadow’s Grip. A type of shadow magic that when performed and concentrated allowed you to focus on extending a shadow-like appendage to grip against ledges and other sorts; the claws could pierce through an array of different materials, even gold and iron. This magic also allowed you to pull or throw other sorts with great speed and distance however there’s a flaw to it. While very handy, you must be focused at all times otherwise the magical grip could pull you too fast or dissipate when you least expect it.

You didn’t use this a lot due to the fact that it could be unstable at times and you were still a novice in the arcane arts of shadow magic. A very rare and tedious form of magic that took months to years to learn and control.

Without warning like before and other previous moments you rather not discuss, you were sent flying towards your spot. You tried to dissipate the magic, however, it was already too late. You were pulled to safety thankfully... but you ended up crashing straight into something else.

That ‘something’ was none other than an old doorway. Giving in as you smashed into it, wood and bits of metal exploded as your body crashed right through. You rolled onto your side as the pain in your body coursed through – it was like you got hit by a cart.

“Ow, ow, ow... That wasn’t smart...” you growled as you picked yourself up. Sitting up on your knees, you checked your body for any splinters or debris that could have impaled you. Thankfully, the leather protected you.

“I really need to work on that spell...” you muttered, as you kept forgetting to make time in training with magic. It was to be expected with the rise of spa clients among other things.

Standing up, you heard the elves approaching as you once again sought out a hiding spot. Looking around frantically, you found a few desks piled to the side and decided it could work. Rushing over, you moved a few desks a bit to hide underneath. The sound of footsteps and chattering echoed as you waited for them to pass.

“WHERE’D IT GO!?” one of the elves shouted, looking for his intruder.

You heard more footsteps as some began to rummage among some of the old furniture. You could only pray they didn’t find you. You held your breath as one elf came close to your hiding spot and didn’t exhale even after he left.

“HE COULDN’T HAVE GONE FAR! FIND HIM AND KILL HIM IN MASTER KRAMPUS’ NAME!” another elf shouted before they took their leave. You kept hold of your breathing as the elf who barked orders growled in frustration before you heard him roar out, followed by something being kicked away and crashing to the walls.

You waited for a few seconds just to ensure it was clear before you could finally look up. Using some edges to look over, you saw that the room was empty and you were safe at last.

Upon further investigation, this new room appeared to be a workshop. One that hadn’t been touched in years. Small toys that were half finished, tools covered in dust to the point you can only make out from the dust shapes of what tools they were, and various small plans of toys you hadn’t seen in a while being made.

‘Hey!’ you heard the voice of your werewolf half calling out for you. ‘Can I have my chance to go wild or what? It’s embarrassing to watch you hide and get tossed around by those bastards.’

You groaned. ‘No.’

‘WHY NOT!?’ your werewolf form growled, clearly annoyed at your answer even though he should have expected it.

‘Because we made a promise to bring him back ALIVE’. If I let you out even for a second, we both know you’ll rip his throat out,’ you replied, making it obvious to the werewolf how savage he could be. ‘You already cause me enough trouble in bed...’

Your werewolf spirit didn’t respond, but hearing him growl was enough to rest your case. Looking around the shop, you stopped suddenly as a sharp pain coursed through when you felt a huge magical pool of energy.

‘Dammit... What was that?’ you gripped your head as the mysterious pain only lasted for a few seconds. Even so, it felt like someone had hit you directly.

‘It’s the dark power Mrs. Claus was talking about. The one you’ve been seeking so far,’ your werewolf, in spite of his lust for rampaging, spoke out with concern.

‘Are you sure?’ you asked as you looked around the workshop.

‘Positive. Get searching, puppy dog!’

You grumbled that your own werewolf persona insisted on treating you like a kid, but there would be time to bicker like teenage siblings later. Ignoring your feelings for the moment, you searched around the workshop. While not much looked to be touched, you didn’t even know where to start. One thing did manage to catch your eye.

Amongst everything in the ancient workshop, a large chest, snug behind one of the desks, lay untouched as mountains of dust and grime covered the top.

‘When in doubt, check the big scary chest in the corner,’ you quoted to yourself before stepping towards the large chest. Giving it a closer look, you saw that the lock looked rusty, and with a bit of force you broke it off without much effort. You opened the chest and dust filled the air as you coughed after being engulfed in it. Waving the dust out of your face, you looked inside and found nothing except something covered by an old ragged cloth.

Reaching down to pull the cloth away, you almost jumped at what you saw. Under the cloth, you saw what looked like a large deer skull with its antlers broken off, leaving only small stubs of where they were. Inside the mouth, you saw a mysterious glowing blue orb.
‘Jackpot,’ you smiled as that could be the source of the power. Reaching out to grab the orb, you felt the magic radiating from within it. It seemed calm and warm like putting your hands next to a warm fire. This had to be it.

However, you just barely touched the orb that was deep inside the skull’s mouth before you had to stop. Reason why was because... the skull was alive. Without any warning, the skull clamped down on your hand. You felt its teeth sink in, not so deep to break bone or tear flesh, but hard enough to leave an impression.

“YYYYEEEOOOWWW!!” you pulled your hand out with the skull still attached as you tried to shake the skull off.

You waved your hand around everywhere as you tried to pry the skull off, its teeth sinking deeper the longer it held on you. Before, your werewolf was embarrassed of how much of an idiot you made yourself tonight, but now he could only smirk as you flailed about like a kid who got his hand stuck in a cookie jar.

After a few seconds of flailing your hand around, the skull finally released you. You looked at your hand as the vicious skull had left several teeth marks right on your knuckles and palm.

‘Freakin bast-’ you were interrupted mid-thought as after the skull came back for round 2. Whatever magic was put in it allowed it to grow wings.

This time it goes for the leg, biting even harder than before.

“OW OW OW OW! DAMMIT I’M GOING TO KILL KRAMPUS!” you shouted out as you tried to swipe at the annoying skull bird thing.

‘SEE?! LET ME OUT I’LL END HIM IN A HEARTBEAT!’ the werewolf got all excited, but it’s thanks to that that you remembered your mission here.

“NO!” Swiping your arms around, you managed to knock the skull to the ground and remembered your mission. Once it was on the ground, you stomped on it and put a fitting end to this annoyance.

Now, the skull may have been shattered to pieces, but the orb was still intact. You got down on one knee and saw that it was not an orb per se, but a snowglobe.

“A snowglobe?” you held the small globe in your hand as you looked inside. While it lacked a stand, inside the globe you saw what looked like a small home surrounded by some trees. It looked almost exactly like Santa’s workshop, but this, of course, was smaller than what you saw back there.

There was magic still residing inside as you could feel it pulsating from your fingertips.

“Could this be the piece of... Krampus’ heart?” you wondered a bit, as though it would make sense. You learned from Twilight’s books that those who were seduced by the darkness sometimes weren’t truly lost. Most times when one was corrupted, it only meant that something had happened to cause them to fall into bleak. So to ensure that nothing would hold them back, some would resort to putting their last remaining bits of good into an object they cherished. This item was said to contain the last bit of light magic that was once part of the host. If brought back then, hopefully, it could open their eyes to help separate the evil that had corrupted them.

Twilight assured you that there were several cases where it did work, however, it was still an ongoing procedure in the world of magic.

“If I bring this to Krampus maybe it will help him just enough for me to cleanse his toxic heart.” Granted, it was a far stretch, it was at least a start. You’ve done much more with little help before, so this wouldn’t stop you.

You pocketed the globe in your pouch as you turned to the doorway. “Alright then, let’s go meet the big man himself.”

“Ask... and I shall grant you... an audience,” a low but menacing tone echoed in your ear as you searched for the voice. You tried to pull the sword out, but you weren’t fast enough before you felt something grab your legs. Before you could react you were pulled down into a swirling vortex that formed under your feet.

Being sucked through the vortex, it felt like your whole body was being crushed all around as just breathing felt like the air was being sucked out of your lungs. Thankfully, the torture ended quickly as your body loosened and you landed on your back. Once you were back on solid ground, you took in a few breaths to regain your breathing rhythm.

Wiping the sweat from your brow, you looked around where you were now. Instead of a workshop, you looked around to see that you were in a much larger and more ominous room. Looking at what was probably a cathedral, you saw several statues of a large goat-like creature circle around with sinister looks on their faces. Almost like they were all staring down at you as their red glowing eyes made you feel only dread.

These statues... whatever they were, weren’t just there for show.

You looked around further as more statues adorn the walls before you stopped. In the middle of the far end where you stood looked to be a throne of some kind. A large dark sinister throne sat perched between two more statues, it was covered in various skulls as each arm chair had a full skull on each arm of the throne.

Sitting on it you can see something... No, someone sitting there lounging back in comfort.
“Krampus?” you said almost with a hit of worry in your tone.

“How long has it been since I’ve had company?” he addressed you in a low, but powerful voice.

The figure looked like a large goat-like creature as two large, curled horns sat on either side of a crown of pure ice that looked like it was actually embedded into his skin. Full of grief and anger, he stared down at you with two red sunken eyes. His whole body was covered in thick layers of fur and only bits of red cloth and leather covered most of his body. His hands were blackened as the end of each finger looked like it could cut flesh like butter. Below at hit legs two hooves which were wrapped with a few chains looked like the crown as the metal looked like it dug into the figures skin.

“It’s been so long...” Krampus chuckled a bit as he stared at his unexpected guest before him.

Taking a few steps closer, you cleared your throat as you felt some sort of fear reside in your throat. The creature’s dark magic was ridiculously high – it was literally like standing before one of Grogar’s generals. Not as terrifying as Nero, but that’s beside the point.

“Yes... um I’m-”

“I already know who you are...” Krampus spoke up with venom in his tone. “I also know ‘WHY’ you are here...”

You put it together that freeing his heart wouldn’t be so easy.

“Funny... My brother sent a mere mortal to come and kill me... Foolish idiot...” Krampus leered over, already annoyed at your presence.

You shook your head. “I’m afraid you are mistaken. He wishes for-”

“SILENCE!!” his voice boomed like a cannon and every part of the throne room shook violently. “Are you trying to insult me, simian?! I’ve seen with my own eyes how disgusting this world really is! I’VE HEARD WHAT YOU SPEAK OF AND HOW YOU’VE ALLOWED THIS WORLD FALL EVEN LOWER!”

“Me? Okay listen here you oversized fur coat!” you ended up breaking character, as you got enough of this attitude from the royals and other idiots who kept insulting and calling you a plague of existence when you were only trying to help build a better, more peaceful world.

“WHAT DID YOU CALL ME!” Krampus’ voice boomed over as you finally realized your mistake.

‘Oh shit... poor choice of words...’

“PUNISHMENT AWAITS ALL THOSE WHO REFUSE TO LISTEN!! REGARDLESS IF THEY’RE ADULTS OR CHILDREN!!!”

You’d admit you did lose control of your mouth just now, but you couldn’t let this stand. It was out of the question to let this creature continue to harm children just to make them obey. And you made that clear as you pulled out your sword and pointed it out towards Krampus. All that was left was to wait for him to make the first move.

Krampus’ eyes somehow glowed even brighter and he reached out with his hand. “So be it...”

Before you knew it, he shot out a heavy blast of magic that hit you square in the chest, swiftly knocking you off your feet. You coughed up a bit of bile as the blast knocked the wind and some of your stomach contents out, but you got back on your feet. You looked back at Krampus as his hand glowed again ready for another blast of magic.

You fumbled at your pouch as you pulled out the small globe. Placing your bets that it would work, you held it out so Krampus could see it. Sadly, he couldn’t. Another blast of magic was shot out at you. You barely had time to dodge the shot, which was bigger and stronger than the previous one. You pulled yourself backwards trying to dodge the blast. In doing so, however, you failed to keep your grip.

Once you landed on the hard floor, the globe slipped out of your hands. You tried to catch it, but it was too late. You were a mere inch from catching it before it slammed to the ground, breaking into several pieces.

You stared wide-eyed at the shattered snowglobe. The magic inside floated up into the air before dissipating.

‘Ah... shit...’ you gulped as you just destroyed your only piece.

‘YOU MORON!’ your werewolf form screamed.

You stood up a bit distraught as you turned to Krampus and understood the fight just got a whole lot harder.

“Um.. I apologize for calling you an oversized co-” Unfortunately, Krampus has had enough of your mouth. Rushing out, you didn’t have a chance to dodge this time as Krampus was now in front of you grabbing you by the neck. Oh how you pray the armor would keep your organs from spilling out.

Being thrown towards one of the statues, you smashed through as the stone statue fell on top of you. Krampus slowly walked over as he waited for you to stand up, knowing full well this wouldn’t kill you.

“Stand up human.... I won’t let you die just yet...”

Krampus was uncharacteristically patient as he

You, within the stone pieces of what used to be a grand statue, had always been thrown around by your enemies... And you hated it.

You’ve had enough already, as you just wanted some sleep and because this asshole’s family wanted your help to cleanse the evil, he thought you were soft. You had played it the right way and it failed... Now you were going to do this the hard way”

‘Alright... I know when I’m beat. Werewolf... you can take over,’ you called out to your werewolf, as it couldn’t be helped.

‘YES! FINALLY!’ he rejoiced.

Krampus, who was just inches, watched as the pile of rubble exploded in front of you. He didn’t even flinch as you stood over the pile. Your hood covered your face, but he could sense an uncontrollable rage building inside you. Now, he had seen and felt rage before, but this was more intense. Like a fire burning bright over a fireplace, this sudden power felt far too powerful to just ignore.

It gave him a slight tremble of... excitement?

Pushing the rubble away, your claws grew sharper as some of the stone crumbled against your fingertips. Lifting your head up, Krampus barely even blinked as your new eyes and fangs grew menacingly as you bared your new look.

“Alright, asshole... I tried to be fair... NOW we’re going to do this MY way!” you growled before pouncing right at Krampus.

*Santa’s workshop*

As the elves kept themselves busy making toys, CC had to use the restroom. Once he found the bathroom and relieved himself of the hot cocoa, CC decided to go and explore a bit. He figured now was as good a time as any since the chances are he would have to leave when his father came back.

Looking around, he found many doors on the second floor and wondered what each room was. He opened a few of the doors as he saw more elves inside, some were making different items and other sorts of toys for Hearth’s Warming Day. Entering one room, he found what looked like a room where some elves looked to be making some ornaments, gently cleaning them with a fine brush.

Seeing how carefully the elves were working, CC slowly closed the door to leave them to their duties.

‘Wow, everyone here works hard just like Mom and Dad,’ CC thought, genuinely impressed by the elves’ diligence. Indeed, his parents had their own responsibilities, but they still managed to make time for him.

Walking further down the hall, he stopped at the door at the far end. Again, he found himself curious as to what was inside before he opened the door.

It looked like a big room with a single desk, some chairs, many pictures on the walls, and bookcases full of toys. Of course, those same bookcases also contained some large books with big words on them that were too difficult to understand, but the toys looked like they hadn’t been touched in years.

The desk in the middle was as big as the one in his father’s office, and several items were on top along with a stack of papers piled up in the middle. Looking at the small items on the desk, CC saw a few photos of Santa Claus with his family, some photos of him and his wife and a few elves in different departments of the workshop, as well as a few photos of them over the years.

“Wow, Santa’s family is probably as big as mine...” CC took notice of the many different faces Santa has met over the years. Looking at all the photos, one in particular caught his attention.

It looked like a younger version of Santa with a short, brown beard that was just starting to grow. Beside him almost looked like an exact copy, however, he was a bit taller and his eyes were an amber color as opposed to Santa’s regular blue eyes. They were both dressed in what looked like workshop aprons as they hugged each other. CC smiled as judging from their expressions, this photo was taken during much happier times.

It was old, but it must have been well taken care of over the years. Beside the photo, CC saw something that looked just as old as the photo. A small wooden reindeer head that looked to be carved sat beside the photo.

Cc reached out to grab the small reindeer for closer examination. The small wood carving looked amazing, as whoever made it must have worked tirelessly to make such a toy. Examining it further, CC stopped as he heard the door open.

“CC, are you in here, dearie?” Mrs. Claus asked as she came into the room. She smiled as she found the colt by her husband’s desk.

“Ah there you are,” she said as she walked over to CC and touched his shoulder. She saw how he was holding the small reindeer head as a small memory comes to mind.

Back when they had just finished the plans for where the workshop would be stationed, she was helping the brothers by delivering some fresh hot coffee as they both did their part in making their dream come true. Although time has passed and the cold winters were getting harsher, that didn’t stop their spirit as they made more and more toys for good little children all around the world. Just as they were taking a break, Mary remembered how her brother-in-law had made that reindeer just for Santa when they were too busy. They always reminded themselves why they were doing this – to spread joy and magic around the world during this wonderful time.

The little reindeer in CC’s hands brought so many happy times... before krampus was taken from them.

“Santa loves that reindeer... It was the first toy Krampus made when they were thinking of making this workshop. It's also the guardian of the forest of our frozen homeland” She turned to the photo as she and CC smiled together.

“Those were the best days Santa ever experienced. That’s why we really hope your daddy can help Krampus open his heart so he can come back to his old self.”

Mrs. Claus frowned a bit as while the good memories came back, so did the bad ones. After that fateful day when Santa had no choice but to banish poor Krampus to the mountain, he spent the long months crying his eyes out. Those nights comforting her husband were the longest and hardest months she ever faced.

CC also learned that the reason for why they asked his father to confront Krampus during this time of year was due to the fact that Krampus goes into a deep slumber until next Hearth’s Warming Eve. That’s why they hoped to have the chance to help him before morning came. If not, then Santa would have to spend yet another year without his brother.

As he listens to the story and how much Santa loved his brother, CC remembered a story his parents read to him.

The story was about a hero who had a brother who both fought evil side by side but one day after an intense battle the hero’s brother fell into darkness. For years both brothers fought each other neither stopping as they wanted nothing but to see the other one fall. Till one battle changed course. In the story one fight the hero was thrown to the ground after the brother had slash at his armor. The slash exposed the small necklace his brother had made before he was corrupted. They had exchanged necklaces as the brother gripped his finally able to think.

That seemed to help as the hero using the opportunity used a magic spell to bind and destroy the evil that corrupted darkness in his brother’s heart. The story explains that certain items may seem just trinkets but many times certain pieces can help bring memories of happier times. That glimmer of hope is said to help those who are said to be lost.

As CC was thinking about what to believe in, an explosion suddenly rang out, making the entire workshop shake.

“What in Hearth’s lights?” Mrs. Claus exclaimed as she and CC ran out to see what was happening, but not before the colt grabbed a certain something.

Everyone raced outside as they tried to find the source of the explosion. Looking up, dark clouds filled the sky and surrounded the neighboring mountain. The lights started to spark as the winds grew more colder. Some of the elves bundled up as they looked more worried as the clouds gave off a bad omen.

“Is Dad okay?” Sonic asked, naturally worried after seeing this.

“Father is strong... He should be all right...” Night tried her best to comfort her younger brother.

Staring up into the sky, CC out of the rest could feel something was brewing up on top. Something bad was about to happen and he couldn’t just sit still. How, however, he didn’t know. Normally he was confident that his father could handle himself, but a fight against Krampus would do more than hurt him.

Fearing for the safety of his father, siblings, and everypony around, he looked down at the small reindeer toy in hand. The story played in his mind as maybe just maybe...

Staring up at the mountain, no one noticed as CC raced up to one of the reindeer. Running up to Blitzen he tugged on her coat jacket with pleading eyes.

“Miss, please, I need your help,” he said, clutching the small toy in hand.

It was only when everyone noticed the sound of a reindeer taking off that they finally turned away from the mountain. Night and Sonic gasped as they saw their brother being carried in Blitzen’s arms as they floated up into the sky.

“CHOCOLATE CAKE! WHERE ARE YOU GOING!?” Night screamed out, trying to stop him, but being held back by Mrs. Claus.

“COME BACK HERE, CC! IT’S DANGEROUS!” Sonic voiced his own reason.

“I KNOW WHAT TO DO! I’LL BE BACK WITH DAD!” CC shouted out as he nodded as Blitzen carried him out of sight. Normally, she wouldn’t put a foal in danger, but hearing the plan CC came up with and seeing that spark in his eyes, she decided to oblige at least until it got too dangerous.

*your POV*

As you surmised, Krampus truly did have the power of a Grogar general. Even here in your werewolf form, you found yourself being thrown around and crashed through the flooring. He was the first since Nero to overpower you in this form.

‘I thought you had this?’ you grumbled as you and Krampus landed just a few feet away from each other.

Ever since you let your werewolf out, you wouldn’t say the fight was... fair since the bastard decides to show you what it’s like to be a rolled up tube of socks in a washer. Throwing or blasting you against every wall surface in his throne room, you practically had more dents in your bones than the actual stone work. You did deliver some heavy blows to Krampus’ head and body, but given the fact that he’s been here for thousands of years, he also had a few run-ins when it came to fighting.

Things didn’t get much better when it seemed like he got a few tips from the queen of chaos herself since he decided to pull out a few items that you thought were harmless. Oh, how that jack in the box toy really gave you a reason to hate them from now on. Just staring at it like the idiot you were, it did pop out while also trying to swing two huge meat cleavers at your head. It was quite humiliating that it was chasing you, in your werewolf form, around the room while Krampus unleashed some special bombs in the shape of ornaments to try and blow your limbs off.

‘I SHOULD HAVE STAYED IN BED!!’ you screamed out as your werewolf form, strong as it was, was having more trouble than what was expected. You did manage to escape the clutches of the jack-in-the-box as you raced right at Krampus with a loud snarl. You actually managed to slam him against the wall, and he could only growl back at you.

“You bastard... How about we take this... OUTSIDE?!” With that, he wrapped his arms around your before two large bat-like wings emerged from his back. You couldn’t break free from Krampus’ grip quick enough before he took off with a single flap of his new wings.

Only seconds after the two of you slammed through the ceiling, you were back outside where the harsh cold air grew even worse. Krampus continued to hold on tight as the cold air pelted your face. He finally did let go so he could toss you right back to the ground.

You didn’t know what, but as you got back up, something just told you it was time to switch back into your human form. You figured it’s because you wanted to try again to get through to Krampus – your speech, after all, was limited in your werewolf body.

The dark magic left your body and you began coughing as you changed back. Krampus spat to the floor.

“You’re a real headache, I’ll give you that much,” he hissed.

“I get that a lot.. you should see me when I’m drunk,” you commented, trying to lighten the mood at the worst time. “More importantly, the only reason I’m risking my life here is because I understand the importance of family.”

“YOU UNDERSTAND NOTHING!” Krampus snapped, his booming voice so intense that the whole mountain shook from his rage.

He reached out and several sharp pieces of ice appeared from thin air.

“Do you think you know what it felt like... to be banished to this accursed mountain... Never to see any life except the foul creatures you had to create?” He kept conjuring more ice shards.

You dodged a few more ice shards as Krampus made sure you wouldn’t get out of here unscathed. You were unable to dodge most of the ice shards before one managed to slash right at your right shoulder. Despite the strong leather, Krampus’ magical power helped his ice cut through the material. You gripped your side as some blood spilled out onto the snow. You would live, though.

‘This guy is getting serious now. His magic level feels like it’s... growing even colder? Is it because of the weather or...’

“You have... no part... of being here... If my brother did send you... Then either he has finally given up... or he’s a damn fool to try and get you to talk to me”

“Well…. Actually…. I wouldn’t say it was from your brother bu-”

“SILENCE! You had your moment. You had the chance to kill me and while you might have tried to entertain me... you failed miserably...” He closed his eyes and sighed. “It’s such a shame that your family will be getting your body in pieces, but I will make sure to gift wrap you as a Hearth’s Warming Day gift for your children to open.”

You clenched your fists, but continued to speak calmly. “Let’s not use my children as leverage. I really don’t want to hurt you,” you warned, as Krampus now was pushing the wrong buttons that threatened to bring the beast out again.

“Fine then... I’ll go ahead and end this before you get the chance to let your mutt out again.” Holding his arm out, he raised it as several more shards of ice were conjured up and circled around him. All aiming at you.

You prepared yourself as you need to be more careful given that the number of shards has doubled.

“THAT’S ENOUGH!!” Just as krampus was about to strike down at you, a voice echoed from above.

Looking up, you and Krampus spotted something towards you. It wasn’t long before you learned what you were looking at.

Blitzen was floating over to you with a passenger. She got close enough that you could make out who she was holding. Before you could call out to the two of them, you watched as one of your own jumped out of Blitzen’s arms and fell right for you to catch.

“CC what are you doing here?” you asked after making sure he wasn’t hurt. “It’s dangerous!” You could barely process that your son was actually here. You could almost understand Sonic doing something this reckless, but CC was more calm and collected than his brother.

CC obviously had something to say as you scolded him, judging from that questionable look in his eyes. It was something new to you, and you were supposed to be his father.

“Dad... I came here to try and help Krampus... I really think I can help!” CC insisted, looking over at Krampus. Intimidating as he was, CC knew he had to face him.

“No, absolutely not CC! You aren’t ready for this kind of stage yet!” you shook your head; this was already getting out of hand and you didn’t want to put someone in danger... Not again.

CC gave you that look again. One of passionate determination. Seeing that look in your son’s eyes, you could definitely tell he was your foal – he was just as stubborn as you.

Looking back at Krampus, you wanted to ask him why he stopped in the presence of your son, but you hypothesized that in spite of his dark heart, he maintained a soft spot for children that even he wasn’t completely aware of. It was the naughty ones that he was tempted to punish. Seeing him calm down for the moment, you wondered if this would be enough to help. Seeing this as an opportunity, you backed off and got out of CC’s way.

“Alright, but I’ll jump back in at the first sign of danger,” you looked at CC as you gave him this one chance. The moment something happened, you would immediately take the colt back down to safety.

His smile warmed you as he nodded in agreement. No longer in his path, CC walked towards Krampus with you following behind just in case. CC did insist that you keep your distance so as not to stress Krampus and give him the idea that you would hurt him while he’s vulnerable.

CC kept going until he was just an inch from Krampus. The latter just stared down at your son with a blank expression. No anger... No hatred. Just... Sadness?

You were skeptical of this new expression given how hard you and Krampus had been fighting, but this meetup was kind of your fault, so his reaction was justified.

“I’m sorry Krampus...” CC said as he approached the large demon. “I know I’m supposed to be asleep, but my only wish...” CC reached into his coat and pulled something out from his pocket. You saw the small reindeer toy as CC held it out for Krampus, whose glowing eyes went wide as he recognized the toy.

“My wish... is for you and Santa to be a family again. He misses you and he still remembers the happier times.” He held the reindeer up high, praying for Krampus’ icy heart to finally thaw.

Trembling, Krampus could only stare deeply at the toy; his glowing menacing eyes dimmed down as they slowly reverted to a more amber-like color.

Memories flashed as he reached out and cupped the toy in his hand. He remembered the promises he and Santa made. How they worked on making the workshop asked the forest spirits to help bring joy to all the good little children across the globe. How he promised to keep his brother safe from evil.

“Mr. Krampus, Santa has always loved you and every year, it hurts him that he couldn’t save you from evil. Mrs. Claus always said that before he does anything, he always cleans it and prays for the one Hearth’s Warming Eve where you would come back to your old self!” CC told Krampus as he held onto the small toy. Seeing how clean and well kept it looked, Krampus knew CC was telling the truth. While most toys may get old, the signs that one has been well-loved and looked after were obvious.

As you watched Krampus hold the reindeer toy, you began to notice something. It was like something was melting off of Krampus – what appeared to be black smoke was expelled. Like pouring cold water over some steaming rocks (something you did a lot back at the spa), more black smoke evaporated as Krampus’ form started to shrink.

You didn’t know what to say or think as the tortured soul’s demonic form continued to grow smaller. His horns also shrunk as more memories flowed through. To seal the deal, you didn’t notice as CC took another step before wrapping his arms around Krampus’ much larger form as much as he could.

“I’m sorry you spent all this time alone. My dad here always said a hug helps make ponies happy, and you should be happy too.”

Not able to speak nor break away from CC’s hug, Krampus could only tear up as this was the first time in so long he’s ever been hugged. His icy heart was finally melting. Holding onto the hug, you noticed as something began to glow in between the two. You realized that it must have been the toy, and the light grew brighter before Krampus was engulfed in it.

You shielded your eyes as the light grew even brighter. It lasted for at least fifteen seconds before you were able to see again.

Wiping your eyes, you looked around to find that the sky had cleared up. With not even one cloud in sight, Luna’s crescent moon and stars illuminated the entire mountain in its majestic glow. There was also an obvious difference in the temperature, and only a light gust of wind swept on the mountaintop.

Checking back on CC, you saw that he was still holding Krampus and in place of a large demonic creature that had lost himself to the darkness was a regular stallion. His fur was darker, but he still showed he had age as his pure white hair flowed with the cold wind. The horns he once adorned fell to the side as his body had shrunk back to its original state.

CC released the hug as Krampus looked down at his hands. He hadn’t seen these hands in such a long time. He remembered how callus and how rugged they were from spending so much time cutting and carving out his works from any wood he could get his hands on. His breath grew faster as he patted around his body and towards his face. Everything that had once been part of that crooked form was gone.

Looking down at CC, more tears welled up in Krampus’ eyes as CC’s smile thawed away the last of his frozen heart.

“Mr. Krampus... Do you still remember what you and Santa promised together?” CC asked, hoping his memory was still fresh after so long of being in the mountain.

Krampus’ panting grew heavier, but it didn’t take long as he remembered the promise like a painted picture forever imprinted in his mind.

“We promised... that we would help each other in becoming the best toymakers around and bring joy to all the children in the world. No matter what trials or challenges we would face, we would always have each other’s back...” Krampus voiced his thoughts out loud as to why they became toymakers in the first place.

Breaking down again, he fell to his knees and held his face. It was a promise that Krampus failed to keep when he allowed the darkness to dictate his heart and make him so cold towards his own family and friends. He remembered all the times his brother had tried to reason with him, but failed because of a heart stained with hatred. He detested feeling the light in his heart and tried to destroy it, but he failed and decided to hide it away. Little did he know there was still a tiny piece of light left inside to finally erupt into the spark that he longed for.

“I’m so sorry... I’m so sorry...” Krampus could finally cry after so long.

CC gave Krampus another hug. “Welcome back home, Mr. Krampus.”

Krampus couldn’t help but smile as CC’s soft sweet innocent smile brought him joy after centuries of being chained to the mountain.

You smiled as well as this fight definitely ended from a different turn of events. You only frowned again as you noticed a black mist forming from behind Krampus. Neither he nor CC realized that this black mist was forming until they finally turned around to see what you were looking at.

All three of you looked up and stared at what looked like a mist form of what Krampus was. Its screeches echoed the snowy mountain top and several hideous eyes formed to glare down at you.

“YOU LITTLE BRAT!” the mist screamed out as it loomed over Krampus and CC, and the former did what he could to shield them both. “YOU RUINED EVERYTHING!” it shouted again as he reached out towards CC, the one who destroyed him. All his hard work, everything he had built up for centuries all reduced to dust because of one small colt and a simple toy. If he was going to fall, then he was going to take something with him.

The mist creature charged at Krampus as the ex-demon king put himself in between the mist and CC. He didn’t close his eyes as awaited his fate. After everything that has happened in his life, he wouldn’t allow the darkness to harm such a brave child, not on his watch.

Just as the mist creature was ready to attack, Krampus felt something fly past his head and over to the creature of darkness. He wasn’t fast enough as he watched it hit the abomination square in the chest. Instead of dissipating, the creature’s multiple eyes went wide as something with a candy cane handle embedded its chest. The force of the unknown object was enough to send it flying back.

Krampus watched as the mist creature fell down the hole leading to the destroyed throne room. While most materials wouldn’t affect a being made of mist, as it spotted the swords embedded in the ground, the vile beast gasped as whatever was thrown at him sent him flying without much effort. As it did so, the beast could feel its magic grow weaker as it managed to lift its head enough to see that it was some kind of sword decorated with Hearth’s Warming colors and humming with a bright light.

“Damned bastards...!” It let out a blood-curdling scream as the darkness erupted from the creature and out towards the hole.

Krampus protected CC as you watched a large burst of black magic erupt from the hole. It lasted for a few seconds before the creature completely disappeared, leaving the sword to glow a bit before reverting back to its original form.

You were all in awe at what just happened before you turned your heads to the object that destroyed the darkness that had corrupted Krampus for so long. Looking back, CC smiled as you held your hand out – you could finally relax and let your arms loose after such a wild night.

“Happy... Hearth’s Warming Eve?” you said in a low tone.

*Several minutes later*

Everyone back at Santa’s had been watching the windows ever since CC left Blitzen. They wondered whether it was good or bad when the dark clouds suddenly cleared up so they could all see the top of the mountain where a couple of brave souls had ventured.

Mrs. Claus couldn’t convince either Night or Sonic to have some more hot chocolate as wondered what happened to their father and brother. It was a worry that would swiftly be forgotten as they saw Blitzen’s sleigh coming their way.

Once the sleigh landed, Mrs. Claus sighed as she saw you step out of the sleigh with CC in your arms.

“Thank goodness you’re all right... CC, that was very dangerous of you,” Mrs. Claus tried to scold the colt, but you held your hand out.

“This is a hero you’re talking to,” you smirked, ruffling your son’s mane.

Mrs claus looks at CC in question as she wonders what you meant before everyone turns to the sleigh. The last guest, who sat beside you, stood up with a blanket and a weak smile.

Mrs. Claus, out of the rest, was jaw struck at what was before her. She couldn’t believe her eyes as she rubbed them, hoping this wasn’t a dream and she prayed that if it was she wouldn’t wake up. There stood an old friend of hers, someone who was the building blocks that made everything that the North Pole workshop stood for. The one who fell from corruption now looked like he was before he was banished. His beautiful amber eyes shone so brightly, despite his exhausted state.

Everyone stared amazed as you placed your hand CC’s back. “CC may not be as much for words like his sister, he’s so much like me. Actions speak louder than words!”

CC did turn to everyone as already he knew he made them all worry with such a reckless action of jumping into a fight, but he couldn’t let it happen without trying to use a new way to help his father.

“I know what I did was dangerous... But I couldn’t let my dad face Krampus when there was a better way to save him. I thought this would help.” He held Santa’s cherished reindeer in his hands. The very item that saved Krampus as despite it being a toy, it was the essential piece to open up his frozen heart.

You smiled as you remembered how CC told you how he looked up to you and wanted to be strong like you. With this victory, he was one step closer to becoming a mighty warrior. Looking at CC and your other two foals, there came a flash and you saw all of your foals grown up and enjoying what they want to do with their lives.

“Ho-ho-ho?” Just as you all had gotten comfortable back in the warm confines of the workshop, you stopped what you were doing, freezing as if the cold had finally gotten to you. “Now where have all my reindeer gone?”

Tassel Leaf looked at the small watch on his wrist and smiled. “Oh my... I almost forgot it was time for him to come back.” Mrs. Claus remembered that the ‘him’ Leaf was referring to had to visit a special shop to grab what he needed for tonight’s Hearth’s Warming Eve.

Seeing the front door open, you all watched as a big figure came in. His bulging belly stood out as you all looked at him. Dressed in classic red and white with a pair of heavy snow boots and a classic Hearth’s Warming cap, the figure’s long white beard looked like it stopped right in the middle of his chest as the figure stood patting his stomach.

There he was... Santa Claus...

“Now what’s going on here? Why is everyone in the cold?” he asked.

Seeing all the elves on one side alongside his wife and some of the reindeer, he turned to you and your foals. His mouth opened into an O in surprise as he saw his four guests. Trying to bottle up your surprise, you held out your hand and waved so you wouldn’t look too stupid as you processed who was in front of you.

Of course, the jolly old stallion’s eyes weren’t solely on you and your foals. With his mouth still shaped like an O, he passed you by to approach Krampus in the original form Santa feared he would never see again.

“Brother...” they said in unison.

Krampus felt a lump in his throat as he couldn’t find the right words to say. For so long, he thought reuniting with Santa was impossible. Time hasn’t been kind to either of them, as their advanced age was obvious. Nonetheless, they easily recognized each other as sadness, shock and worry filled Krampus’ mind – having only recently returned to his true self, he hadn’t thought of how Santa would react.

But what words can help soften any of this up.

You and your family, including Mrs. Claus, could only watch as the two brothers who were always at each other’s throats for so long were now standing in front of the same workshop they worked on making. Tension filled the air as you watched these two just stare at each other, no one dared to move for just a second.

‘Geez, the tension is so thick I feel like I’ll suffocate...’ you gulped, but you understood that this was a very important moment.

“This is awkward, Father...” Night whispered, tugging your sleeve as she picked up on your discomfort.

“Believe me, honey, this is... somewhat normal for a family that’s been apart from each other for so long,” you stated.

After what felt like an eternity, Krampus was the first to speak. He figured no apology nor gift would fix what his brother may be feeling right now, but he still wanted to try.

“Brother... I...” but before anyone could react, Santa rushed over and wrapped his arms around Krampus. Holding him tight, the old stallion tightened his grip, practically afraid that he would lose him again otherwise.

Krampus was more shocked than ever, having never expected this reaction from his brother. He thought he would be enraged over all the trouble he’s caused, so this... surprised him far beyond anything.

Santa held the hug before he finally took his turn to speak. “Is this a dream... Please don’t let it be a dream...” Santa let out a small sniffle. None of his elves had ever seen the jolly spirit of the holiday cry before.

Krampus, still in shock, only looked at Santa as he lightened up the hug as he stared at his brother; tears flowed down both of their cheeks as they were finally back together, brothers to the end.

Santa flashed a small smile even as the tears fell from his cheeks. “Welcome home... Brother...” he said, almost quivering his lips. This was very much real and he would give almost anything to make sure it stayed like this.

Krampus, still awestruck, could only mutter one word out of all this confusion. “Why?”

Santa finished wiping his tears as he saw this pure shock coming. “Isn’t the fact that I love you enough of a reason, Krampus? Regardless of our past issues, you are still my brother. My greatest wish for the hundreds of past Hearth’s Warmings... was to have my brother back at my side again.”

Krampus couldn’t believe it. What he heard was true... All the gifts in the world and Santa only wanted his brother back safe and by his side.

You all smiled at seeing Santa finally getting the gift he always wanted. It brought much hope and care in your heart, as you hoped to help more citizens in the future. Even when there were individuals who would disagree, ridicule, or even just walk away from you, still wouldn’t give up your dream in a better peaceful world.

CC smiled as he was feeling ecstatic before looking at the small toy he still had in his hand. Walking up he presents the toy to the brothers.

“I'm sorry for taking it, Santa, but I knew it could help bring your brother back,” he said, as he realized taking things without permission was wrong.

Santa and Krampus kept on smiling as they turned to the colt who went into danger to help bring a family member back. Just like you, they could tell he would grow up to be a stallion who was as strong as he was kind.

“There’s no need to apologize, my boy. Thank you for everything,” Krampus said as he and Santa brought CC into a big hug.

Still in the hug, CC turned to Night and Sonic. “Come on, guys,” he said, and that was all it took to convince his siblings to race towards the big jolly red stallion and his redeemed brother.

Soon, the elves joined in too, leaving you and Mrs. Claus to smile at such a happy reunion.

*a few minutes later*

After all that’s happened tonight, Santa saw that a small party was in order with the time he had left before he had to make some deliveries. It was there that you learned just how impressive Santa’s magic was. Just as you all got comfortable, with a snap of his fingers, you saw a small twinkle of magic twirl around his hands before everything around changed.

As if the workshop was alive, all the furniture began to move around as the desks scooted over to the walls to add more room for the party. In just seconds, several of the tables were topped with various party foods of all kinds, ranging from large stacks of candy cane, cookies, cakes and even a chocolate fountain. Everyone’s magic was unique in their own way.

Santa did take you to see their elf doctor as you may have suffered a few injuries on your way. Indeed, Krampus was one of the scariest opponents you’ve ever fought, but you still assured your new friends that it could have been worse.

Leaving the clinic, you had a mind to tell your three foals to watch the sweets or they would never get back to bed, but Mrs. Claus blocked your path.

“These loyal elves will help monitor the sweets, dearie. You and I, meanwhile, have something of importance to discuss...”

Hearing the stern tone, you wondered what was eating the maiden of the holiday. Mary did ask for you to wait at least 15 minutes before coming to find her in the other building next to the workshop.

Letting the party continue, you waited until it was time to slip out of the workshop. Entering the adjacent building, you looked at what seemed like a dorm. A large living room was in the middle, various forms of entertainment such as a pool table, darts, stereos, even a bar sat around as well a few lounge couches and sofas with a large Christmas tree sat beside a large fireplace. You saw two doorways leading to different rooms, while two staircases were at the far end.

Looking down one of the doorways, you saw a large kitchen with a huge island counter and two large stone ovens sitting against the wall. The other doorway led to what looked like a workout room with various workout equipment.

Stepping further inside, you looked around before something caught your eye. A letter was perched on a small table along with a small shot of some kind of drink right next to it. Picking up the letter you open it.

‘Come follow the stairs with the big red ribbon door at the end and be sure to take a drink along the way.’

You raised an eyebrow, but did what the letter said and grabbed the unknown drink and shot glass before walking up the stairs. You found a long corridor where several rooms were adorned with different Hearth’s Warming decorations. They all had a unique style and each room had the names for Santa’s reindeer. You could tell each room must be personally made for how each reindeer gal had their own personality.

Looking down each corridor, you saw your destination. At the far end of the right side was a large door with a big red ribbon in the middle of it.

You passed down several of the reindeer rooms as you counted each one. Some of the doors, however, were opened as you try not to look as some of the reindeers inside were... busy. Cupid, who didn’t care if she had an audience, didn’t even stop as right in front of the doorway she used a large candy cane toy she got from her friends while rubbing her breasts. You ignored the show as you didn’t want to make Mrs. Claus wait any longer. Walking down, you stopped as one of the doors opened for a familiar face to smirk.

“Hey, stud. When you are done come by my room. It’s been so long since we felt the strong touch of the Equestrian king,” Blitzen chuckled as she stared at you with a predatory expression. Biting her lip she sways in the doorway as she, too, didn’t care if someone saw her like this. On another note, you theorized that with muscles that could give Applejack a challenge, she had to be one of the strongest of Santa’s reindeer.

“There’s no need for that,” another voice said after the next door opened. Comet and Vixen appeared behind you. “Let’s all just go together,” the former insisted.

You knew you had no one to blame but yourself for not seeing this coming even after all the sexual predicaments you have landed into over the last 10 years. Your fate was obvious, and you didn’t know you would explain yourself to Santa if you ended up impregnating one of his reindeer cows.

Before the gals could do anything else, Rudolph came to your rescue. Putting herself between them and you, she crossed her arms. “Girls, remember. Mrs. Claus had requested him first. Control yourselves.”

You thanked the gods above that the reindeer had stopped trying to tear your pants off. Rudolph turned and motioned you to continue whale she kept her wild friends at bay.

Grateful to her for controlling her promiscuous teammates, you made your move to open the door. Your hand froze, though, as you stared at the large ribbon on the large door. You thought about the way Mrs. Claus was acting when she said she needed to talk to you, and considered that this could be a serious matter.

You sucked up a bit of courage as you opened the door. The room was dark with only the light source coming from the hallway. You slowly entered as you considered where you were. The room smelled like fresh peppermint as you tried to adjust to the darkness. Seeing it being too difficult to tell what’s inside, you felt around for a light switch.

It didn’t take long to find one and flip the switch. Your face quickly heated up with a deep blush, but there was turning back with Rudolph and her crew blocking the hallway.

“So glad you came, dearie!” Mrs. Claus cheered, her large breasts bouncing with her excitement.

She smiled with rosy cheeks as she saw you admire her attire. Dressed in... Well, actually dressed is an understatement. She wore what looked like a small flowing cape that covered the top and most of her arms. It did no favors for her front, leaving it completely exposed. She didn’t have any panties on, and her breasts, which jiggled a bit, had only small mistletoes to shield each nipple.

Mrs. Claus fluttered her eyelashes as a light blush spread on her face. “Dearie, some feedback, please. Don’t you like my outfit? I had it made just for you.” she giggles seeing you reaction as you backed away from her beauty. Again, she wasn’t as young and slim as her husband’s reindeer, but she still knew she had the power to wow even the younger studs of this generation.

Rudolph gave you a push. “Step inside already, stud! We all know you have a fancy for older ladies.”

You tried to find an excuse as you were just asking to be punished. If word got out that you had fun with Mrs. Claus then you’d probably have to watch your back for every future Hearth’s Warming Eve.

Mary wiggled her finger as she found you staring at her plump, but beautiful form again from the foot of the bed. “This is all for you, Your Highness. Even I can’t be on the nice list ALL the time...”

You couldn’t say anything, let alone resist. As much as you hated it, Rudolph scored a point on you since it was true that you had a penchant for mature and plump ladies. With your inability to leave a mare in need striking again, you finally gave in. Plus, you couldn’t exactly go back to the workshop with the huge erection caused from staring at the maiden of Hearth’s Warming’s beautiful body.

It occurred to you that that peppermint smell was coming from her as you inched closer to her face where her red lips were waiting. Pulling you into the kiss, Mrs. Claus’ delicious scent filled your nostrils and taste buds as she pushed you right towards the bed. Not letting go, you could feel your clothes being pulled off before you were down to your boxers. Once you were completely naked, Mrs. Claus let you go and observed your form as a sexy idea came to mind.

“I take it back.. you’re definitely on the nice list, dearie...”

Climbing down, she stopped as your member stood out for all the world to see. “And good colts deserve the best gifts...” Lifting her breasts, she stuck your member right between them. You gasped as it felt like you were getting a massage from the softest and highest quality pillows. Rubbing your member between them, she didn’t miss a beat as she suckled the tip to send more waves of pleasure coursing through your whole body.

In spite of telling her fellow reindeer to stay out of this, Rudolph had her needs that even her loyalty to Mrs. Claus couldn’t keep at bay. While her employer was still massaging your member with her generous bosom, the lead reindeer had snuck over to the bed to cup your chin and you didn’t even have time to react before her lips pressed against yours.

Locking lips again Rudolph stopped as her other friends joined in. You had no control of the situation as you were then surrounded by the other reindeer who had been watching the fun. Swapping kisses with each cow, you couldn’t keep focused as Mary worked hard in making sure you would shower her with your seed.

It was when Cupid got her chance to wrestle tongues with you that all the pleasure broke you and you sprayed Mrs. Claus’ face and chest with load after load of fresh seed.

She was surprised at how much you gave her given the fact she only thought those who are pent up could give this much. In some ways she was right as a roll in a hay was what you needed after an exhausting trip to the mountains. Either way, she knew your sex life was lively but she had only heard rumors of what you could give.

Gliding a finger of some of the seed on her chest, she tasted it and let out a low ‘mmm’ sound.

“Mmmm... So creamy... I want another load... But I think I’ll have it... somewhere else.”

Pushing you till your back was on the large bed. Your hand which had been toying with Cupid’s breast let go as Mrs. Claus climbed right up on top of you before lining her marehood with your hard member that was just dying to get inside.

“Ready dearie... Because I am...” she bit her lip as just the tip sent waves of pleasure throughout her body. Once she was nice and relaxed, she moved on and slowly took the rest of your member inch by inch. Once you were all the way inside, the voluptuous mare took a second to catch her breath and fan off her sweaty face before she got a rhythm going.

Biting your lip, you found another set of breasts to grope as you moaned and reached out to ‘assault’ Mrs. Claus’ bust. Cupid watched with a pout, jealous of her smaller size.

Unaware of the reindeer’s jealousy, you leaned up to taste Mrs. Claus’ nipples, expecting to find the taste of peppermint. But you were a bit surprised when it turned out to instead be a gingerbread flavor which, of course, tasted nothing like those disgusting horseradish gingerbread soldiers you fought on the way to confront Krampus.

Mrs. Claus giggled as she hadn’t had the chance to be suckled by a stallion before in a long time. The reindeer here knew what she tasted like since this wasn’t their first roll in the hay together.

“It’s not fair...” Cupid finally voiced out her frustration that you didn’t seem interested in her anymore.

Looking up Mrs. Claus can see how easy cupid can get jealous as she knows one way to help make up for the lack of fun.

As she gestured to another reindeer, Blitzen cupped one of Cupid’s cheeks. “Now come on kid, don’t worry. Here let me help you.” Reaching out, she aimed her mouth at one of Cupid’s exposed nipples. It seemed like everyone was happy. While you were handling Mrs. Claus and Blitzen was taking care of Cupid, the rest of the reindeers were also occupied.

‘LET ME OUT! I WANT TO TAP THAT BUBBLY ASS! LET ME OUT YOU BASTARD!’ your werewolf half shouted out as he couldn’t stand to be left out.

‘NO! I’M ENJOYING THIS AND I DON’T NEED YOU TO GO NUTS ON ANY OF THESE BEAUTIFUL GIRLS!’ you shouted to your werewolf as you didn’t need his horny breeding antics.

You shut your werewolf off as you increase your speed. Meeting her halfway, you pounded away as you heard Mrs. Claus’ moans and gasps as your member spreaded her apart. Something inside you snapped and you decided to put yourself on the naughty list by delivering a smack to her right cheek.

Just that one spank sent the poor mare over the edge. Spanking her a few more times. it didn’t take much before Mrs. Claus finally painted your pelvis with her juices.

Oh, how you wish there was a mirror – feeling her cheeks ripple like jello was enough to give you the courage to make her want more. Slamming harder and faster, the reindeer gals around stopped what they were doing to watch you work harder to make the room echo with Mrs. Claus’ screams of pleasure.

You could feel the pressure already building up and it wouldn’t be long before you got to fill her with your seed. Now, you didn’t want to risk impregnating the queen of Hearth’s Warming cheer and you decided to pull out. Just before you could lift her off, Mrs. Claus could feel that you were close, as could the others as they witnessed you struggle and devious smiles appeared on their faces.

“Now, now, dearie, don't be shy. Give it to me...” With Rudolph’s help, Mary made sure you didn’t stop when you got this far. Grabbing her boss’ shoulders, she slammed her back down all the way.

You gasped as Mrs. Claus’ insides tightened up after the slam. That sent you over the edge, and with one final hilt you finally came. You yelled out loud and grabbed onto both of the Hearth’s Warming maiden’s breasts, deforming them as you saw fit as you filled her to the brim.

“A confession is in order, Sire...” she sighed, one hand keeping your left hand on her breast while the other touched your cheeks. She had to tell you then as you continued to empty your load into her marehood that she became infertile more than 400 years ago. You were saddened after hearing that, but Mrs. Claus didn’t mind at all. She had made a family that was worth every day spending time with, a husband who cares for her dearly and now her whole family is complete with the return of santa’s brother, and she had you to thank her.

You smile as you welcome her as you were glad to help but like you said before all credit should go to Chocolate. You can still feel a bit of energy left to go another round or two as mrs claus giggles at how well energize you are given the fact love making can take the energy right out of anyone. You give a reassurance you can handle more given how big your own family is as you let out a hearty laugh.

What ruined such a sweet moment was the throb at the back of your head. You knew what was happening, and should have anticipated it. Your exhausted form... could no longer contain the werewolf.

‘HERE I COME! GIVE ME THOSE ASSES!’ he laughed as he found just the right opportunity to strike.

“So, Sire,” Rudolph said sweetly, unaware of what was happening. “Is it our turn?” Of course, you couldn’t hear her.

‘No, no, no, no, no! Bad dog! BAD DOG!’ you scream mentally as your werewolf without warning was starting to try and take control. After all this action and wanting a piece of the joy mare of hearths warming eve he wasn’t going to take no for an answer.

Before you could try and take control it was already too late. You reached for Rudolph, who was closer than any of the other reindeer, by the back of her head and roughly kissed her. Mrs. Claus gasped with a blush at how daring you suddenly became – she was confident that none of their reindeer would be left out of the fun. She heard of your unique abilities but now she wonders if she should leave... Or joined in.

Still swapping tongues with Rudolph, your body began to change as your werewolf took full control. Within seconds, you were twice the size and still rock hard for another girl. You stood up from the bed as you threw Mrs. Claus back onto the bed. On all fours you grabbed Rudolph, whose red nose was flashing on and off with excitement and lust, and placed her right on top of her employer. Spreading her legs, you lined both your member and your mouth at the sweet spots.

Once they were ready, Rudolph’s nose shined even brighter as you plunged hard and deep with no plans to stop any time soon. Because of your clouded mind, you didn’t notice as the rest of the reindeer cows decided to observe you. But they didn’t just sit still, as Blitzen approached you with the drink that you had completely forgotten about and you sniffed it. Even through all this lust, you recognized it as... an endurance potion.

*next day Hearth’s Warming Day*

‘Uhhhh... My head...’ you groaned before you turned over. But then your eyes went wide as you looked around the room.

Looking up, you noticed that you were back in your own room. Furthermore, your body looked fine with no bandages, cuts, or bruises on your body even though you remembered suffering a bit of damage from... You stop mid-thought.

You began to remember things... Your head was still fuzzy as you tried to piece together what happened last night. You were... at the North Pole with your foals, Night, Chocolate Cake, and Sonic. The battle with Krampus, CC’s big moment, the wild round with Mrs. Claus before the werewolf took over. Had it all been a dream?

“FATHER!” You were startled as your door swung open for Night and her siblings to rush in.
Your bed shook as your little ones all jumped happily, wanting you to get up already. Just as they jumped on top of you, Luna, who had finished her morning bath, smiled at the foals’ persistence and did nothing to help you.

“Come on and get up already, Dad! It’s Hearth’s Warming Day!” Sonic yelled, holding your tired face.

“Alright, alright. I’m up, I’m up,” you relented as you got up and stretched.

“Alright little ones go down stairs with the others. Daddy needs to freshen up,” Luna stepped in at last and led Night and her brothers out of your room. Your foals all raced down as they joined with the whole group down in the living room.

You rubbed your head as you wondered again if you really did travel to the North Pole and back in a single night. Questions that could be answered after you were done showering.

Luna caught you before you could close the door. “Beloved, are you alright? You seem to be having one of your daydreams,” she said, curious as to what was on your mind.

You wanted to explain yourself somehow, but you still weren’t sure if last night actually happened. Now, if Luna had given you this dream, she wouldn’t be asking questions, now would she?

You reassured your moon mate that you would be all right and pulled her into a loving hug and kiss before she allowed you to close the bathroom door. A nice hot shower should help relax you and that’s what you should do. After all, it’s Hearth’s Warming Day and you just wanted some quality time with your loved ones.

As you left to take a nice hot shower, Luna’s curious demeanor quickly shifted to a sly smile. She already knew what happened last night.

*few hours later downstairs*

Your living room was bustling as you had gathered a huge crowd to join your house for Hearth’s Warming Day. You had reached far and wide and your guests were more than happy with your permission to bring their families to enjoy the holidays. Some joined in, as you did spend a bit of time hanging out with your friends; the mane 6 also had the chance to be with their families, as you saw Twilight getting a few gifts for her upcoming foal. Velvet couldn’t emphasize enough how happy she was to be an upcoming grand-mare. Though even with that reassurance, Twilight kept an eye on her mother to make sure she didn’t try and sneak away for a round with you like she always did when visiting.

King Leo, Empress Hikari and King Bariq all had a hearty laugh as Wolf and his crew discussed a chance to visit their kingdoms for a few concerts. Thunderlane, alongside your captain and co-captain, both exchanged a few stories of their hay days and struck up a good conversation with the former’s brother, Rumble. Not surprisingly, you found out Rumble is your number one fan who maybe one day would make a great Wonderbolt or maybe even an assassin, but you would wait for what the future said.

Besides family and some friends, you did invite a few who you liked to come. Gyro and Galley, two special little griffon chicklings who hadn’t had a chance to have a big Hearth’s Warming Eve party with the one who freed them from the late king, also had gifts for you. They were ecstatic to receive presents from you in return, as their grandparents thanked you.

“I hope I brought you another good night’s sleep, beloved?” Luna asked, kissing your cheek. You would have told her it was an interesting night, but not in front of all these guests.

You tell your Night was good, but you’re not sure what happened or if it was a dream. Luna could only giggle as she knew how to keep it a secret. At least for the moment.

After a few more minutes it was time to open gifts. You, of course, let the little ones open theirs first. Your foals beamed happily as they opened the gifts to find what they wanted. Soon afterwards, the adults got their turn and everypony smiled as they looked at this year’s gifts. Though as you watched your loved ones unwrap their presents, you saw that Night still hasn’t opened hers.

“Night honey what’s wrong?” you asked, concerned as to why she didn’t seem interested in her gifts.

Night turned to you and smiled. “I’m okay, Father, but... I actually have gifts of my own.” She stood up from her spot as she rushed out towards the hallway. You and Luna watch with puzzled faces at what your daughter was up to before seeing her return. She struggled a bit as you heard something being dragged across the floor.

What you saw next only heightened your curiosity. Night slowly pulled a large red velvet sack across the floor; it was wrapped in with a golden twine as Night struggled to pull it. The sack in question was what made you concerned as to how she was able to hide it from you and your family. It was 4 times bigger and you could swore you heard something... squeak?

“Night... What’s in there?” you asked as you watched Night struggle to pull the large sack towards the living room.

“You’ll see, Father,” she assured with a big smile.

Seeing the sack, everyone else forgot about their presents as lil’ Night opened the sack and reached inside. She fumbled inside before she pulled something out and rushed over to you and Luna. You saw two small toys in her hands as she held them out for the two of you.

“Here, Mother! Here, Father!”

You and Luna looked at each other before taking the toys. They were teddy bears, but they were certainly unique. Luna’s was a dark blue teddy bear with a moon and stars sewn on its stomach. Its cute teal eyes match Luna’s own as a little white bow wrapped around its neck. Yours was more than you could have guessed. The teddy bear had a small cap and hood over its head, similar to the hoods you wore. Pulling the hood off, you saw the bear give a courageous expression, and to add a bit more, you saw a shield sewn in the middle of its stomach.

“Wow, Night...” you were truly impressed at how detailed this was for a 9-year-old filly.

“Dear daughter... Did you make these all by yourself?” Luna asked.

Night nodded. “And not just those two.” She dragged the sack around and continued to hand out plushies. All of them were no less surprised as you were; each plushie was unique in how it represented its new owner.

“Well Ah’ll be, lil’ Night...” AJ commented as she messed with the small cap on her teddy bear’s head.

“Oh, darling! You certainly have an artistic eye. I’ve never thought you could come up with something so adorable,” Rarity squealed as her doll also matched her personality.

“Night... How did you make all these? Surely, it couldn’t have been easy?” Fluttershy asked, and Night blushed from all the praise.

“It just... It just came to me... I wanted to give rather than receive this year...”

Even though Night had said she didn’t need a Hearth’s Warming gift this year, she didn’t realize that the choice wasn’t hers to make until her friends began to point at her with jaws dropped. Even before she turned to see what they were pointing at, something began to.. glow from the corner of her eye.

You and Luna stared in shock as Night stopped and turned to her side. The said spot glowed brighter before the light slowly dimmed down. You all stared as Night lifted her dress. There, right on her thigh... was her cutie mark. A white teddy bear hugging a crescent moon on the side.

Seeing the small cutie mark, Night’s face stirred with a slow excitement. “Mother... Father... I got... I got... MY CUTIE MARK!!” she screamed, rushing over towards you and Luna as fast as her legs could take her.

You were still trying to process how she got her cutie mark at the perfect time, but you were just as ecstatic as your daughter. With your arms wide open, you reached down to pull Night into a hug as you couldn’t be any more proud.

“MY ELDEST GOT HER CUTIE MARK!” you cheered, hugging your pride and joy tightly. Once you loosened your grip, you let Luna take her eldest into her arms as happy tears flowed down her face.

“Oh, my baby star... I’m so proud...” Luna praised her quietly, but her grip was just as strong as yours.

Neither of you noticed as the Cutie Mark Crusaders, happy as they were for Night, looked slightly annoyed at the princess’ good fortune. She was around the same age they were when they first started looking for their own cutie marks.

More laughter erupted as you all enjoyed the rest of the party with your family. As everyone was wrapping up in opening the presents, you thought things would settle down until Night approached you again. In her hands, she held another gift with your name written on it.

“Oh, I almost forgot, Father. This is for you from a special somepony.”

You wondered who sent this, given you had a LOT of special someponies, and thanked Night before opening the present. As everyone was enjoying themselves, you almost dropped the box after you saw what was inside.

It was a medium-sized bucket inside. The words army men imprinted on the top could only confirm what it was. Pulling the bucket out you saw it was a small set of army men, all human in various positions, weaponry and a few vehicles all put together in one bucket. You recognized it so well... it was the toy that was stolen from you when you were growing up in the human world.

Looking at the bucket, you looked down and saw three more things. two letters and some sort of booklet underneath. Grabbing the letter, you saw that it had your name on it.

You opened the letter and read the following:

Dear Your Majesty,

It pains me so much to write this as I’ve no words to express how sorry I am. For years, you’ve suffered harsh winters, wishing to find one special Hearth’s Warming where you didn’t need to suffer. I have no excuses for leaving you in the cold winters of where you were, and after everything you’ve done for us, nothing I can say or do will repay all the kindness you have brought upon me and my family.

You could have refused as this wasn’t your responsibility, but you took the time to come and help us. Your son CC, I know, will one day be as strong as you but it was because of your kindhearted nature that you became such an amazing father. My heart aches just writing this letter, but I had to express how grateful I am for everything you have done. We will never forget this kindness you brought to us all. I promise to keep an eye on my brother and to make sure this corrupt magic will never come to haunt us again. But I will also make sure that every Hearth’s Warming Eve your family has is as protected as ours. You are part of our family. Your foals, too, are like our own children and I do hope to see you again someday.

To make up for some of the missed Christmases you had suffered, I hoped this would give you a bit of closure and assure you that I truly am sorry for leaving you in those cold winters. No excuses I should make on this, and I take full responsibility.

I do hope your Hearth’s Warming Day is as special as you made ours. Your foals are wonderful children and I can see them accomplishing many great things in the future.

Again, I’m sorry and I thank you for everything.

Sincerely Saint Nicolas. Santa Claus

You stared at the letter, amazed now that you knew last night wasn’t a dream. It’s true this letter wouldn’t make up for the abusive past, but it’s the thought that counts. You weren’t the one to rub salt on the wound and you know you wouldn’t be the man you are now if you hadn’t gone through so much pain.

‘I forgive you Santa...’ you smiled as you put the letter with the small army men bucket to the side. You then grabbed the second letter. The handwriting style was old, but you could read it.

My human king,

Like my brother, I have no words to begin on how grateful I am to you and your son. I’ve spent so long in the darkness that I barely remembered the type of pony I was before. I’ll never be able to forgive myself for letting it take control and for putting my brother and our family in such fear and despair for so many years. I thought I would stay forever in that dark cataclysm. Surrounded by the bloodthirsty creatures that my demonic mind came up with just to have company during those lonely years.

But what seemed like an endless pit of darkness and despair shattered... when you came.

You were, I’m sad to say, a bit of an idiot. Granted your reasons and intentions were noble, but your reaction and response were that of a blind deer trying to race through a thick forest.

‘Well thankscrew you too, Krampus,’ you commented in your head before continuing on with the letter.

But you have such a kind and courageous heart. Something I wished I had kept before I lost my way. I can see that Equestria will prosper in the future with you to lead them. Of course, I also wish to extend my sincerest gratitude to your foal Chocolate Cake. I know that he’ll grow up to follow in your example. I didn’t think any foal would approach me and not show any fear. He’s special just like his father.

Your family is our family, and I await the day you’ll return to the North Pole. I look forward to bringing joy to all the children in the world and this time I promise to have my brother keep me from getting into trouble. I, too, prepared a gift just for you. It’s something... I hope will give you the spark that you gave me to keep going.

Again, thank you.

Sincerely krampus

Just as you finished the letter, you were blinded by a bright light before you felt the letter disapparate. You cupped your hands as the light turned into a round sphere. The sphere’s glowing slowly dimmed down before it finally stopped. In your hands, instead of the letter, you held what looked like a... snowglobe.

The snowglobe was beautiful, but you only smiled when you saw what was inside. In it was the great Golden Gate Bridge of San Francisco, as you could see a few cars were driving on top. Below the globe, you saw a small stand for the snowglobe as a few words were etched into it.

It said, “Thank you”.

That almost got a tear out of you, as while living in Equestria was great in spite of these crazy adventures, there were still things from the human world that you missed. At least you have something to remind you of the good times.

Putting the globe to the side with the bucket, you then looked into the box as there was one more thing left. The small booklet.

Grabbing it you opened the front cover. It was a third letter.

This one was from Mrs. Claus.

Dearie, I can only try and express how grateful the elves and I are for what you have done. At first we all feared that you would reject the idea of even helping us. My husband has told me of what you had endured growing up and despite everything, you grew up to become a great man. You aren’t like many individuals who just give up when a problem arises. You help to find a solution. You are a godsend and all the gifts in the world can’t make up for what you gave us.

You’ve done so much for us all and we will forever be in your debt. My husband and my brother-in-law have much catching up to do and we definitely will make time to spend together as a family. I also wish to give my greatest gratitude to your foals. Night is such a sweetheart just like her parents. Sonic has such a wild spirit, and I know he’ll bring joy just as much as we can in the future.

And Chocolate Cake... I know he’ll grow up to become a great leader someday. He’s got your passion and recklessness, but his heart is in the right place. Ponies say we can win fights with words, but Santa and I both know he’ll do more than just command.

We thank you again. You are like family to us now and we hope to see you again real soon. Especially when the reindeer keep talking about a breeding session.

‘Let’s please not talk about breeding...’ you gulped as that’s the last thing you needed on your mind now that you had all the proof you needed that last night’s adventure was real. You continued to the last piece of the letter.

Me and the girls have prepared a special booklet for you. It’s something for you to remember us by, and I do hope you won’t forget us and our special night.

Enjoy your gift from us all!

Sincerely, Mary Christmas, Mrs. Claus

‘Oh boy...’ you looked at the letter as you prepared for what the booklet had in store. Opening it while everyone was still distracted, your face blushed a deep shade of red. The first page was of Mrs. Claus in the same outfit as last night. She was sitting on a candy cane throne as she held a dildo shaped candy cane between her breasts.

You scanned each page as each one was a picture of each of the reindeers and Mrs. Claus either solo or having fun with one another. There were some close ups of their marehoods and breasts, as a few pictures showed Mrs. Claus using a strap-on each of her reindeer cows.

As if you were under a spell, you scrolled through the booklet until you got to the last few pictures, which shocked you the most. If you were still having doubts before, you now knew 100 percent that it wasn’t a dream when you saw yourself in the last set of pictures. There were pictures of you both before and after your werewolf took control. The pictures looked shaky, as some strange angles showed you dominating the reindeer and Mrs. Claus in various positions.

‘Dammit, my werewolf is a horny bastard...’ you scrunched up as you couldn’t believe you forgot all the fun.

‘OH, YOU’D BETTER BELIEVE IT! AND I ENJOYED EVERY SECOND OF F@#KING THOSE BEAUTIES!’ your werewolf laughed in triumph last night was still fresh.

“What you got there, beloved?” Luna’s playful voice sang in your ears.

You immediately shut the booklet as you don’t think she should know what you did last night. If she found out which you believe she already did she won’t let you live it down.

“Nothing, honey,” you frantically and unconvincingly said as you hid the booklet.

She cupped your face and looked into your eyes with an evil smile. “You’re a terrible liar... Maybe you’ll remember as you’re rutting with a body burning with exhaustion...”

You knew you weren’t getting out of this. You might as well prepare for another all nighter.

As you regretted ever opening that booklet, Night had one more gift for two special ponies. Walking up, she approached Celestia and Wolf as they sat beside each other.

Wolf waved his hand with a big grin. “Hey, Night! How are you doing, mi estrella favorita?” Both he and Celestia thanked the filly for a thoughtful gift as they hugged their respective teddy bears.

“You’re very welcome,” she said, before she had something else to give the duo. “Auntie Tia, Uncle Wolf, this came from you.”

Growing as curious as could be expected as they stared the gift, Celestia and Wolf opened it and raised their eyebrows. Inside, was a letter on top of a few items. You and Luna did stop teasing each other, as you grew suspicious as to why Celestia and Wolf were making such peculiar expressions as they looked at their gift.

The letter on the mysterious present said:

You’ll need all the help you can get for your new blessing. Why not start now?

“New blessing?” Wolf grew more and more confused as he reached for the contents. Celestia followed suit, just as puzzled.

“What the?” After she said that, you all watched as Celestia pulled out a bib, pacifier, and a small blanket with her sun cutie mark on it. Wolf, meanwhile, pulled out a rattle, bottle, and a book on parenting.

“What the heck am I supposed to- Wait... Wait a minute...” Wolf questioned the items before, like a hammer hitting a gong, the realization struck both him and Celestia at the same time.

They slowly turned their heads, and from where you sat, you swore you heard Wolf’s neck creak. He was so shocked that he couldn’t even move his head normally, and his eyes looked ready to pop and roll onto the floor as he gazed at the ruler of the sun. Of course, Celestia was shocked too as she looked down at herself, but not as much as she was happy.

“Am I... Am I really...?

Like having an anvil land on his head, Wolf felt like his entire body had been struck hard. His fur turned a few shades paler and he was almost bleach white at the thought of a life forming inside of Celestia.

Everyone around looked at the diamond dog and the alicorn of daytime as they held the small foal stuff, and they all caught on.

“WELL I’LL BE! My dear cousin is going to have another foal!” King Leo laughed out loud, his mighty voice echoing the whole room.

“WWWHHHAAAAATTTTT!!!” almost everyone else screamed out.

Wolf looked ready to just die as you couldn’t help but laugh hard at this. Seeing the poor diamond dog’s face was so priceless and you just had to take a photo of it. Too bad Luna beat you to it as she snapped a few photos of Wolf and Tia both together.

‘My dear sister bearing a diamond dog hybrid? Now that will be a shock to remember for centuries to come!’ Luna giggled.

Soarin also found humor in the news. “You’re as sly as you are lucky, dude. Putting a bun in the most powerful mare in the land,” he laughed as he nudged Wolf’s side.

“I’M GOING TO BE AN ABUELA!” Lavenda, who could no longer stay speechless throughout the whole ordeal, finally reacted to the big news of one of her pups finally becoming a parent.

Spirit, who was sitting beside Apple Bloom now that they were officially a couple, looked like both his jaws and eyes would hit the floor. “Damn, bro... I knew you were a horn dog, but this is something new...”

Wolf was still tongue-tied, unable to even think of something to appropriately go along with everything that was happening. His eyes did, however, meet yours as you, unlike most of the others, shook your head with a pleased expression.

“I should have seen this com-” You had to stop talking and dodge as Wolf, without warning... decided to go for your throat. He was ready to kill.

“¡HIJO DE PUTA! YOU DID THIS DIDN’T YOU?!” he screamed out as you laughed, but denied responsibility. If you didn’t know any better, Wolf blamed himself for not believing you when you predicted this months ago.

“What’s wrong? Are you just mad because you were wrong?!” you teased, adding more fuel to the fire.

Already enraged with this supposed prank, Wolf removed his jacket and rolled up his sleeves. “OH THAT’S IT! YOU’RE MINCE MEAT!”

And with that he chased you around the room, leaving everyone to laugh at the comedy. While some of your guests did get up to try and stop Wolf from maiming you, others were overjoyed with Celestia’s pregnancy as she looked down at herself.

Night was young, but she at least understood what ‘pregnant’ meant. She approached her smiling aunt, with one last teddy bear she had been saving. Needless to say, it was for her soon to be brother or sister. Giving the small toy to Celestia, tears welled up in her eyes as she looked down at the toy and then her stomach again. Night couldn’t help herself as she placed a hand on her stomach, which Celestia responded to by placing her hand over Night’s.

While she hadn’t been looking to get anything this Hearth’s Warming Day, Night ended up getting two very special gifts. Her very own cutie mark and... a new addition to the family.

Twilight who was just as shocked by the news of her mentor becoming pregnant again nevertheless smiled. She looked down at her stomach as her own bundle of joy was growing at a steady pace. It wouldn’t be long before she too gave birth.

However, amongst all the excitement , an uninvited guest overheard the big news as he hid perfectly in the shadows. This shady intruder had suppressed his power to the point that even the royal sisters couldn’t sense him. With a wide and wicked smile, he licked his lips as his eyes locked first on Wolf then to Celestia.

‘An alicord-diamond dog hybrid? It’s unheard of! But this presents an opportunity that’s too grand to pass up,’ he thought. He had a mind to report this to his superiors as big and greedy ambitions clouded his thoughts. With one last lick of his chaps, he completely disappeared into the darkness.

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*grumbles* Pendejo...

Come on, Wolf. You should have expected this would happen after all the rounds you gave her!

This is both shocking and frustrating! Don’t rub it in!

What’s frustrating? You are going to be a father. Isn’t that a good thing?

It’s not that, it’s just... This is going to bring quite a story for the media.

Hey, I deal with those kinds of assholes all the time, but... You are okay with this right? You aren’t thinking of...

GREAT DOG GODS!!! NO!!! Absolutely not! I want to be there for the kid as well, it’s just... It’s still shocking that a regular diamond dog can impregnate an alicorn.

Well, if you don’t don’t mind me saying this, you aren’t exactly a regular diamond dog, Wolf.

Physically I am...

*grinning* Not after that night.

Dude, this is serious!

I AM being serious. You were able to handle the sun princess during her heat cycle.

*growls*

Oh, come on Wolf, I’m happy for you. You lost so much in your previous life and now you are making up for what you lost. Celestia is more than happy to have your pup.

It’s still a big shock to know I can knock up the queen... Tartarus will rain down when word of our pup gets out.

Well whatever happens, I’ll work to the best of my power to keep your pup safe. After all, you’ll do the same for Night and the others.

Thanks man... *looks at viewers* HELLO EVERYONE! HOPE YOU ALL HAVE AN AMAZING HEARTH’S WARMING EVE AND A VERY MERRY CHRISTMAS! This year has been quite unique not just for us, but also for our author. Hopefully, he can solve the issues and write more without much trouble.

Or he is an idiot who would drive himself to insanity given his track record?

(BOTH OF YOU GO TO HELL!)

Don’t you go pissing off the author. I’ve gotten used to this mechanical arm, but I’d prefer to keep the rest of my limbs.

What do you mean by that?

Don’t ask. SO FOLKS OF FIMFICTION I’M GLAD WE ARE STILL STAYING STRONG AND I DO WISH FOR A NEW CHANGE FOR THE NEW YEAR! I do wish also for everyone to have a safe and amazing Hearth’s Warming Eve. The author does have plans for new chapters and more adventures in the near future, so till then we have more customers and adventures await in the new year.

another Christmas has come and gone and whoa this year has been quite a strange year. A lot has happened and I do hope it gets better in the new year. I also like to say thank you to my editor ninetailbeastball for all his hard work and for making each chapter as awesome as it can be.

with that all said me and my editor wish to say MERRY CHRISTMAS AND HAPPY NEW YEAR!