Shogunwaffles

It was a cool, chilly night in the Brawl Star barracks. Some of the contestants had decided to celebrate this holiday called ‘Christmas’ early, since there were matches and activities scheduled on the day of. Willow had never heard of it, and honestly, she wished she never had. Even the thought of giving gifts to people or appreciating their company turned her stomach, but an entire week and a half dedicated to both? Buh-arf! “Ooh, are you enjoying my fruit cake, dear? Oh, thank the heavens—I was beginning to think nobody wanted a crumb of it! Go ahead and take the whole thing, if you like!” “Can it, tin can!” Despite her cruel words and not-so-subtle grumbling, the fish girl does snatch the rest of Pearl’s fruit cake from the fridge. Whatever unholy concoction the robot chef had made, it was certainly better than those disgustingly sweet ‘holiday cookies’ she had flooded the countertop with (which Mandy subsequently tried to confiscate). Then, she heads for the door. No sense in