[Christmas in February 2021] Jingle All the Way to the Stars - The Guiding Blaze Hearth of the Holy Night?

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February 2021. No matter where you've found yourself on this day approaching the end of this month, be it a desert planet, a spaceship floating through space or just your typical urban city suburb, a message reaches you.

This message can be of any shape, be it physical, digital or even a transmission within your mind or dreams. However, in every case, it is the same message, relayed to you by a cartoony-looking masked individual. You cannot discern their features, but their mask is most definitely smiling. A wafting scent of cinnamon and vanilla reaches your nostrils (or comparable nasal organ) as you gaze at the message. It is an invitation, a calling card of sorts.


What could it mean? What could it even be? How did it find itself within you hand, claws, underneath your pillow as you traded in the last of your teeth to the ravenous fairy? And honestly, why is it Christmas themed? You do not know, but it is warm, inviting when compared with the outside cold. For a split second, you think to yourself;

"Well, it just might be nice if this were true,"

and by that point it's already too late for you.

You close your eyes and, before you can open them, you feel something cold gently fall atop your nose, spreading on your warmth as butter does upon toast. Surprised, your eyes shoot open and you see before you darkness, sprinkled with white clumps of ice, each one unique from the other. Crystalline messengers.


It is most certainly snowing. And you're most certainly not equipped to handle the cold you've just found yourself in. It might be that your slippers aren't warm enough or you've got nothing on your feet at all, sinking slowly into the snow. There is no time to feel shock. All you can do is turn frantically around, seeking for a way out.

And you see it-a house in the distance, its light radiant with the wafting smell of cinnamon and vanilla. A quaint little thing as well, this house. But lonely as well. There seems to be nothing there safe for the snow, the dark, and the beacon of light that is the house that looks like it could fit within a Brother Grimm fairy tale. You hesitate, but you still step forward, your gait turning into a sprint. You grasp the door handle and find it unlocked. Knocking would be polite, but your legs feels as if they're going to fall off at any moment now.

You push the door open.

"Oh, another guest? Welcome, I'm afraid our host has just stepped over to the kitchen to fetch us all some gingerbread. She said to wait here and relay greetings to everyone who arrives." A man with long, silvery lavender hair turns to you. Behind him is a silent girl with mint green hair, wearing what appear to be golden gloves reaching up to her shoulders. Some might recognize the two, but to the rest, they are but strangers, passersby in the grand multiverse and called by a power beyond your understanding. In other words, they must've been just like you. You feel it.


"Welcome to this unexpected Christmas celebration." The man adds with a smile.

After the fight against Lucifer instead of waking up in his nice warm and cramp one room bedroom on the S.S Philemon found himself within the Quick Snow nearly sinking because his processers were acting slow due to watching that message sent by the masked individual, causing him to wake up much slower then everyone else. Upon realizing the mess he was in the Guitar panicked and got up and started to stroke his own cheeks only to feel his cold metallic speakers as he ran for shelter "Not the weirdest place I woke up in."" Johnny remembered the last time he woke up in a dark and mysterious place he didn't recognize it was the S.S Philemon in the distant future. The Cyborg was wondering if he fell asleep for another 3000 Years again, just when he was getting used to the extra-terrestrial cast that surrounded him before.


Johnny Guitar made his way into the house and was surprised to find Matty and the Captain there. Johnny shivering looked around the room everyone was currently in as he saw the beautiful Christmas Tree dominating the room with it's various lights and tinsels shimmering away, the ASSW stared at the Bulbs on the Tree and could've sworn they were just Waddle Dees covered in Metallic paint to look like bulbs? Johnny Guitar still covered in snow greeted everyone else "M-m-m-merry Chr-i-i-i-stmas Cap-p-p-p-tain and Mat-t-y." all of his insides felt frozen to Johnny as he tries to process what's actually happening. Johnny tried to warm up as his cheek speakers started to play, it was Namtar chattering his teeth. Johnny was more shocked at the fact that Namtar could actually feel things at all "I gu-u-u-es yo-u-u-u-u learn something new ev-v-v-erday. Cap-p-p-tain could you please use A-g-g-gni to warm us up, i-i-it's free-e-e-ezing in this place."

The Waddle-dee's where running about the place, making little snowmen, the small creatures seemingly well prepared for the weather, and putting up decorations both in and outside the little home, most where outside behind the house getting the decorations out of storage.

Inside When Johnny noticed the Baubles on the Tree one waved to him as a few hopped off the tree and landed on the floor rushing to get a throw blanket and hand it to Johnny, as a few rushed in carrying some firewood for the fireplace and feeding the fire a bit to help him warm up and to keep the place cheery.

how they got here it was likely much like the others. How they happened to have things ready to be brought here? that was probably going to be one of many of the mysteries of the small round creatures that would remain unanswered. But they were there and they were trying to make the place comfy

Colette wandered her way towards the house wondering how she kept ending up in situations likes this. First is was the dust planet then it was random dreams and now a place full of snow, If she didn't know any better should would of thought that she was shooting a music video for some catchy song about letting go or something. Finally making it to the house she couldn't help but chuckle at the Waddle-dees running all over the spot.

Waving at everyone else who was in the building she moves to where ever it would be the warmest as she tried to warm up before staying anything,