4th of December
xmashat
"You want me to wear that? No."
"Don't be such a spoilsport. Loosen up."
Robert was shocked to the core. His teammates insisted he would wear the hat... the red hat with white lining… Well yeah, if it had been just a normal white furball at the tip, but not one with the ball bouncing on a red string… Outrageous. -He-, Jurgen family heir, wearing that?! There was no way he'd do that!
He sweatdropped as Johnny almost seemed to grow devil's horns above his -red and white- bandanna. Soon a smirk spread to Enrique's face and even Oliver looked devilish.
'Uh oh… Griffolyon… I might need some help here…' Heck the dignity of not squealing help but this was an emergency.
'Not getting any help, I'm afraid, young master Robert. I'm have to announce that I agree with them, and their bit beasts. You -do- need to loosen up. You shall not receive my help.'
Robert was so Christmas doomed.