Cream sat por the toasty fuego 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 parte superior, arriba of the árbol so her mom, Vanilla, had to do it instead. The good part is; she made the ángel at the parte superior, arriba of the tree.
"I made some cookies," Vanilla said, peeking out of the kitchen, "Would tu 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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