Cream sat da the toasty fuoco with Cheese sitting in her lap. She looked around the living room and sighed with contentment. She decorated most of the living room, as much as she was able to at least. She couldn't decorate the superiore, in alto of the albero so her mom, Vanilla, had to do it instead. The good part is; she made the Angel at the superiore, in alto of the tree.
"I made some cookies," Vanilla said, peeking out of the kitchen, "Would te like some?"
"Sure!" Cream said, Cheese happily squealing in agreement. "Thanks."
Cream looked at the door nervously and wondered if Tails was ever going to step through that door...
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