WARNING: EXTREME FLUFF.
Forte was outside of Skull Fortress. The temperture matched his personality. Cold. He heard the sound of snow crunching. "Who's there?!" His question went unanswered for no one was there. He looked around and found some footprints.
He followed them until he found his canine companion, Gospel. "Oh. It's just you." There was something in his mouth. He ordered Gospel to release the object. It was a present. It was wrapped in black gift wrap and had yellow ribbons to match Forte's armor.
He opened the present gently instead of his usual forceful manner. Inside was a Gospel plushie. It was made in a sitting position with it's tongue sticking out. On the back was a tag that had a red W written in gold ink.
"Maybe Christmas isn't another stupid human holiday." He turned around to go back to the fortress. "Come Gospel." The dog followed obediently.
Inside the fortress, Dr. Wily was working on a batch of robot masters, when he heard scratching on the of the room. He opened the door and found Gospel. The dog presented a small, poorly wrapped box. He opened it and found something he'd never thought he'd recieve.
It was a blue scarf. It had small W's as it's design. The fabric was very soft to touch and was warm.
"But I never programmed Forte with feelings." He noticed a small card attached to the end of the scarf that read 'Thanks for the gift.' "It must be the miracle of Christmas." He patted the canine's head and put the scarf on. He never knew that Forte was watching.
"Yeah. Must be." He said to himself before disapearing mysteriously.
