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Thackery was getting a bit too confident in his skills, opting to make a third toy to bestow the very best gift to some human scareling later this October. When he reached for the head of the third, however, he was distracted by the sound of Tomoko's victory. Curious, he looked over to see an adorable little toy with brightly-colored antennae. Why hadn't he seen those in the parts pile?!

"That's the cutest!" he called to her, hands clasped in front of his chest. "Your human scareling is gonna be the luckiest, 'cause I even want that for Christmastival."

Maybe he could decorate one of the bakekitsunes or kitsupeito with rainbowtennae. That would be a good substitute. He leaned on the assembly line and considered how he might get them to stay on.

If this temp job would teach him anything, it was that he really needed to work on how easily he got distracted.

He forgot that he was making toys and not mentally creating new holiday outfits for minipets until a piece hit his elbow, snagging on the sleeve of his shirt and causing the parts behind it to back up and spill over the edge.

Oops.

Hoping nobody had seen that, he moved away from the line and tossed all but one of the pieces back, staring at the remainder. The box was supposed to go on the outside, wasn't it...?

Still frowning down at the box, Thackery began to realize that he was probably going to ruin some poor human scareling's Chrismastival morning with this one. Maybe he shouldn't be making toys.

Or, maybe, he could put himself in this little box, and they could have him for--

No, that would never work.

There was only one way to salvage this. Brow furrowed in concentration, he picked up a set of eyes and put them on the box. It was kind of...kind of...cute...no. Not at all. He bowed his head to mourn the loss of his toymaking talent.

Night snickered and slid off the black dog. If he remembered a fight between the two...it was short term. He did remember his commitment too, the one to the horsemen and against the students.

Tybalt too as well. Though they had started out as friends, now awkward and different.

"Looking is just the same as signing up~" Night tucked his hands in his pockets instead of bothering the black dog and rocked on his heels.

"Remind you of good ol' Christmas times eh?" the jewel bumped on his leg, underneath all the clothing was the horsemen mark right on his hip. AS if the two needed to be close together. Instead he cocked his head at the black dog.

"So Tybalt--Still battling humans for the right to live?"

"STOP! What have you done?!" An elf came and cried at AJ. The boil was ready to assemble another toy, but the elves pulled him from his position and shoved him away. An elf came to fill up his place and now he had nothing to do. He didn't feel his work was that bad, they are perfect! The boil pouted with the bad taste of the elves while decided to have a sightseeing around.

There was a small twitch in his lip. "No kidding. Do you not plan on finishing school or something?" He asked, but he hoped the answer was no and that he planned on sticking around. Surely he, one of the few friends he had, wouldn't leave entirely... would he?

"Good times?" Tybalt repeated the words and made a face. "I think we're thinking of two different times. All I remember was the cold, snow, annoying toys that tried to kill me, elves who tried to kill me, and--oh yes that giant fire breathing cat thing. What was that? A death charm?" Not exactly good memories. At Night's next question, however, the black dog shrugged, falling silent.

"That... yeah." He tugged the scarf back and forth a little, eyes on the ground. "I was there and yes, Red's back. You should have been there, y'know. You missed Amity's moment of triumph over the hunters. Red whooped that scythe wielding bastards a**."

"Oh! No, I couldn't take your glorious scarf! Even if it is rather... Colorful." Belladonna tried to tell Gene, but could not help but preen a little as the yarn was draped over her shoulders. It was a vastly kind gesture, one the witch could only reciprocate with a bright smile for now. Another joined their group and she smiled at Mei and greeted her too, before she momentarily paused to wave at Alexander. It was a gesture that meant 'Yes, yes give me a few moments', but before she could do much else they were all corralled into actual work. A tiny whimper escaped her as she reached forward and looped one arm through Gene's and the second through Mei's. They would stick together because Christmas Town was a horrid place full of icky snow that was impossible to traverse and damn JOY ninjas that could slice a Snot to dissipation with one well placed hit. Damn you Jingleberry, damn you...
"Toy building? Ugh, really? At least we don't have to sing any songs..."

Haphazardly the witch took her place on the conveyor belt and grabbed a few items. Vaguely the action reminded her of her feverish attempts at decoing with Desu-Chan during Fright Night, except that had been enjoyable. This was just downright embarrassing.
A few quick slaps and a toy was assembled.
"B'aww... It needs some black but its kind of cute!"
In a colorful, Frankenstein kind of way...

Well, that wasn't horrible. No shocks or whip cracks for making something that no Human child in their right mind would want, so that was good! Right?
Whatever, Belladonna didn't care. She just wanted to assemble more derpy toys. This was far less terrible than she'd envisioned, so maybe one more couldn't hurt...
The next attempt was... Being perfectly honest, it wasn't even an attempt.
Instead it was an effort toward being the worst possible thing ever.



Belladonna wondered how totally obvious it was that she wasn't trying at all.