(**25 DAYS OF CHRISTMAS**)

**Usually the holidays** were bright, cheery and exciting. Couples walking through pretty lights, children recieving gifts and families caroling door to door. It was a time of unity among everyone, where for a moment people could live peacefully.

Forget about the dangers of the world and breathe.

But with Toga, you knew that wouldn’t be the case. Such a bold and bright girl would never have that type of christmas, she would make it chaotic. Make it explode with emotion and excitement and maybe a little bit of fear and anxiety.

But seriously?

“Toga!” You hissed, yanking her arm back.

There laying on the floor was a poor guy who had passed out due to hypothermia, and Toga the menace she was, decided to steal some of his blood rather than yknow…. help.

The spot where she had poked her needle bleeded a little onto the snow, the red contrasting brightly into the white fluffy blanket of snow.

“What?! I was going to help…. after.”