The Christmas Party pt.2 [2024 Finale]

Hearing the commotion downstairs the sick Berk drags himself down to check on the commotion, only to find a sulking Taygon on the floor hanging up ornaments on a Fir tree. He could tell things did not go to plan but as sick as he was, he should at least check up on his wife. Berk: *sitting down on the couch* mmhhmmm... things didn't go so well huh. Tay: Sigh... I don't want to talk about it. Berk: ... Tay: ... Berk: need any help? Tay: I just wanted to have a nice Christmas to relive quieter moments with people I care about. Berk: Say, why don't you tell me about this Christmas. You seem to really like this festival. Tay: well Christmas has two origins as a festival. There's the version where it is to celebrate the birth of a man who claimed to be the son of God, Jesus's. Great guy did a lot of nice things for people but like every philanthropist they eventually get cancelled by the mob. So the religion of Christianity was born and so it goes. There is also the other version which is the capitalist assimilation of a Saint's kind gesture of giving gifts to children, Saint Nicholas of Myra. In a way both version have merged along with time to be the Christmas, with lights, sounds of people being merry and it almost seems as if everything is well. Berk: Did it help you forget? Even for a moment. *silently Tay nods* Berk: alright, I guess we should have Christmas everyday then, how bout that? Tay: hahaha that would just kill it's novelty won't it. Berk: ehhh as long as you're happy, I'd give you anything in the world. Tay: Thanks Berk. Come help me hang these up. Berk: So what are these? Tay: ohh be careful with those, they're party poppers. You twist it and there's... *POPPP!!* ... Confetti inside. *Berk continued holding the canister, surprised at the loud sudden pop followed by a shower of gold and silver pieces of paper, covering the big man with it. Pieces of the confetti stuck to his hair and skin. Chuckling at the mess Berk made, Taygon got up, walking over to his husband pulling off the caught pieces. Berk always loved the attention he got from Tay. As Tay continued to sort Berks little accident, Berk could not help himself but to grab Tay's arm before pulling him in for a kiss only for it to be reciprocated by Tay, pushing Berk back onto the couch. Nothing like some good old cuddling during Christmas to really bring out that feeling of love during Christmas.* [Thank for reading through till the end. This year's finale piece is amazing closing out our 2 years of digital art going on 3 in 2025. So bye bye until then. Merry Christmas and Happy New Year.]