'Twas the Christmastime party, and all through the field, Every Yog was attending, A good time appealed;The ale was put out in some barrels with care, For Yogscast shenanigans, all were prepared!"

Kim Pov

I had started off the party by Lalna's side, but that changed pretty fast, much to my disappointment. I ended up being left alone when he left to try some new drinks from Ravs (There's a reason that we've nicknamed his place Castle Drunken.)

I ended up trying out some beer with Sjin, who I hadn't seen for a long time since the farm. I still wasn't very happy with how he had betrayed me for Sips, so it was a bit quiet, not to mention that he was all decked out with Magic Police spells- but I was willing to put it aside for Christmastime. Unlike a certain mage, who I saw constantly sending careful glances over to Zoeya and Lalna not-so-subtly.

I watched as Ridge flew by overhead, nearly taking Rythian's head off but instead leaving him a set of reindeer antlers on his head. I didn't hear Rythian say anything, but Ridge cackled like the mage had said something extremely funny.

"Merry Christmas to you too, Rythian!" He shouted as he flew by. Before I could even laugh, though, I heard more mad laughter directly above me. I looked up to see a sprig of mistletoe frozen in midair above Sjin and I, about five feet above my head. As I hesitated, a few people drew closer, probably curious as to what our reactions would be. I ended up blushing nervously, as I stood on my tiptoes to try and reach Sjin's cheek, pointedly trying to turn my fluxed side away from his line of sight.

I could feel several pairs of eyes burning into my back. I turned and saw Lalna glaring lasers at the farmer next to me, seemingly ready to attack his fellow policeman. I can hear Ridge cackling up above us all as he blows Lalna a kiss. Embarrassed, I bounced away from Sjin hurriedly and without apology and dashed after my mentor, hoping to calm him down- but instead I end reaching where he was and finding that he's disappeared off somewhere. Great, I think, dodging the random ham Ridge drops behind me.

After I manage to dodge a drunk and shirtless Strippin, who tries to convince me to play Strip-tag, I end up rolling snow into a huge ball by a snowdrift that's perfect for making snowmen. I don't want to make a normal snowman, though- I mean, I saw a creeper snowman earlier. I wanna do something cool!

A colder gust of wind blows around me and I tug my Totoro hat down lower. That's when a fun idea forms- I could make a snow Totoro!

I eagerly started rolling the ball of snow into the correct shape, but it was harder than I thought it would be.

"What are you making?" Someone asked behind me. I turned and smiled at the pink-haired girl.

"Kaeyi!" I grinned happily up at the taller, pink-haired girl. "I'm making a snow Totoro! Want to help?"

We chatted happily for while, but eventually after building a snow Totoro, a snow Pascal (chameleon, not kitten) and Olaf, we gave up on making anything with our very cold hands and decided to wander off to find Martyn and a few other people for a game or something.

"W-where do you think he is?" I asked my friend, who was shivering a bit.

"I don't know." Kaeyi replied, crossing her arms tighter. "Let's try the big main tent Ridge set up, it'll be warmer inside."

Kaeyi wasted no time to turn towards the tent and race inside, leaving me to follow.

After a few crazy games of Twister (featuring an awkward moment or two when people fell onto each other. Minty and Sjin had this happen, as did Kaeyi and Martyn, which may have resulted in a couple shouts of "Get a room!" from Toby), Mario Party (Lots of screaming and thrown Jaffas involved… Honeydew disappeared after that), Just Dance 4 (Which Minty was unfairly good at!) and Mario Kart ("It's on like DONKEY KONG!" "Turps, just shut up already!"), we had Rythian stumble in after a slightly tipsy and very bubbly Zoeya and inform us that "'Ridge is taking a big group picture soon, that sneaky insane demigod.'"

"I made Gilbert the second!" Zoeya informed us happily (and a bit too loudly for an indoor room).

"That's cool." Leo said. "I love you guys, you know that? Except Parv. Parv's crazy. Parv's the monkey butt of the group."

Luckily Parv wasn't in the room, and Sparkles* was apparently off somewhere trying to plan a song or something. He'd muttered something incomprehensible about a girl named Cassie or something as well. Callee? Callandra? Cassandra?

"Eat shit!" Someone screamed from across the room, where a bunch of them were playing a festive game of Murder. Nearby, Nilesy shivered slightly and rocked back and forth in a corner. "Disaster! Ladies room, tell me your secrets."

"You okay, Nilesy?" I asked, adjusting my fuzzy Totoro toque as I took a few steps closer to the poolman.

"You sound l-like you're still c-cold." Rythian stuttered.

"I'm using my sexy cold voice." Nilesy replied, and then took a big gulp from his portable pool. I hoped it was clean.

"Tree abuse!" Martyn suddenly screamed, racing out of the warm room and into the cold, leaving behind a very confused Kaeyi.

"But…" She shook her head. "Martyn doesn't get drunk; he's a nature spirit…"

"Get on my level!" Strippin interrupted her. "Shut up and play, Parv!"

"Parv's 'ot 'ere." Sjin slurred. As I wandered over to the snack tables, Minty smacked him lightly.

"Speak properly, and stand up straight. Can't you hold your liquor, Sjin?" She scolded. Sjin whimpered like a puppy and retreated to a corner, his eyes never leaving the blonde. I watched in interest as I ate a bowl of noodles.

"Prepare your butts!" Sips shouted. "Hah! Die, stupid thing." Then he looked out the window, blinking rapidly at the whiteness outside. "Oh crap, it's snowing."

"Who wants a snowball fight?" Yelled Trot, shaking out his walrus whiskers.

"I'm in!" Minty shouted. "C'mon, Sjin, Kim!"

I sprang up from the snack counter, a noodle trailing from my mouth. I ate it absentmindedly. "Yes!"

"Hatfilms against you three!" Ross cried.

"No way am I going back out there!" replied Alsmiffy. "I'll freeze to death! It's hell frozen over out there!"

"I'll join you then!" Sips chuckled. "I'm not afraid of the cold- as long as the Beaver Mafia isn't out there."

"Us three against you three guys." Minty declared.

"Guys against girls?" Sips said.

"You 'alling me an 'irl?" Sjin slurred.

"Got a problem, buster?" I asked him, putting my hands on my hips and shooting him a look.

"No!" The mustached man replied quickly, seeing the look Minty shot him. "I'll take it as an 'ompliment, 'hank you very much."

Minty glanced at the farmer for a moment, and then disappeared behind the counter by the wall for a second. A minute later, she returned with a bottle of milk, which she tossed lightly at Sjin with an instruction to drink. By the time he'd finished chugging, though, the opposing team had disappeared outside.

"We should hurry up." I suggested, bouncing on the balls of my feet. "They're probably already stocking up!"

Minty nodded and shoved Sjin lightly out of the doorway. Unfortunately, the moment he set foot outside, about six snowballs pummeled him.

"Sjin down!" Someone yelled from outside.

"Run!" I shrieked jokingly, jumping over Sjin's body in the open doorway and raced across the blinding white field for a minute, until I was certain the low bushes were safe enough for me to stop and gather snowballs.

Minty, after helping Sjin up, managed to drag him across the open space towards my hiding place.

"You got a plan?" I asked the blonde.

Minty opened her mouth to reply, but Sjin beat her to it.

"We get Sjinto it!" He shouted.

Minty glared at him. "Did you just-"

"Yes. Yes, I did." He chortled back.

Ignoring their exchange, I ducked underneath another snowball launched at my face and starting making my own arsenal.

"Let me Sjintroduce you to the fact that I'm gonna beat you at your own pun game, Sjinny-boy." Minty challenged.

"For your Sjinformation, Minty, you can never beat me at my puns." I could practically hear Sjin puffing out his chest as I missed my first shot at Sips.

"I'm Sjin it to win it, so you better watch out, buster." Minty replied.

I heard a shout of surprise from Sjin as another snowball slammed into their hiding place. "There's been a Sjintrusion on our base!"

I paused to fix my Totoro toque and glanced over at my teammates. Minty, surprisingly, had a stack of snowballs already nicely rolled and was preparing to throw her first one. Sjin was haphazardly sticking together clumps of snow.

Whilst I was distracted, someone managed to smash an unfairly huge snowball into the side of my face.

"I will end you!" I shrieked. My eyes landed on Trot as I rubbed the snow off my stinging cheek, and I glared diamond swords at him. He ducked fearfully underneath a tree.

"Or, you know, a Sjinvasion." Minty added, unaware of my death threats.

"The amount of snowballs I've failed to make is Sjincreasing…" Sjin replied offhandedly, apparently much more able to make puns than he could stick snow together.

"Eat shit!" Ross cried, aiming another snowball at my back.

"The Sjindecency of these puns is rather Sjinsane."

"I'd say we're both rather Sjincredible."

"This is getting Sjinappropriate."

"I hope these guys have health Sjinsurance."

Rolling my eyes yet again, I managed to notice that all three members of the opposing team were launching snowballs at me and only me, completely ignoring Sjin and Minty's pun battle. I learned this rather easily after being hit by five snowballs in eleven seconds flat.

"Please talk about something more Sjinteresting, please."

"Rather Sjintense Sjinter we've gotten this year, isn't it?"

"If it weren't for your giant mouth and that moustache I'd have to say you'd be rather Sjincognito in that outfit."

Finally, I'd had enough of their bickering as I was pummeled. "Listen, guys, if you want to keep up your Sjinanigans that's fine, but please get Sjinvolved as there's an awful lot of snowballs Sjinbound!"

Minty and Sjin both started at my voice, as if they'd forgotten that they were in the middle of a snowball fight, and then proceeded to blush simultaneously when they realized they'd been shouting puns while practically touching noses.

Sips didn't waste his opportunity- three rapid snowballs hit the pair in succession.

"Ow! Hey!" Sjin shouted. "What was that for?"

Minty just looked over at me from across the field and nodded dryly, giving me the silent message of "Let's quit and watch Sjin get his butt handed to him!"

I ducked under one more snowball and sat back on my heels, stifling laughter as Minty effectively goaded the two members of Hat Films into aiming more snowballs at her location and then leaving Sjin at mercy from flying cold.

"Stop! No! Hey! Stop! Why!" The farmer cried. "Stop it, you guys! Uncle!"

"Do you give in?" Trot shouted.

"Guys! Guys!" Ridge interrupted. "We're trying to get together for a group picture! I just need to grab another camera; I seem to have lost mine…"

The demigod flew off, muttering under his breath, something about skeletons.

No sooner than he was out of sight, though, than I saw the first snowman.