Trucy loved Christmas movies. When she wasn't performing shows around December time (which was actually quite busy for her schedule, she must say) she loved to sit down with either her father or Apollo and watch a good old movie. Every time she would get a bowl of sweet and salted popcorn, drag Phoenix and/or Apollo to the sofa with her and turn on one of her many DVDs.
This day, however, was different- Apollo was watching with her, but she couldn't choose what movie to watch; what made it especially difficult for her was that she had already watched all the movies almost
three times over. Phoenix was out at the Borsht Bowl Club- probably drinking grape juice- on a job against a rather skilled opponent, Marvin (her pet mouse) offered her his help through a series of indecipherable squeaks, and Apollo…
Wait, I haven't asked Polly yet!
Trucy whirled around to face the sofa on which Apollo was sitting, only to find him fast asleep with his head tilted to one side. Sighing, Trucy turned her attention to how she was going to busy herself, as her indecisive attitude towards the DVD rack had her at her wits end. Thinking deeply, Trucy had nothing, and so she sat down next to Apollo- but as her eyes fell upon his pale and actually quite adorable face as he slept, Trucy had a brainstorm.
Taking out of her pocket a permanent marker with a rictal grin and trying not to burst out laughing, Trucy got to work…