The hitman team put up the tree, then dazzled it up with ornaments, popcorn strings, and tinsel, like they do every year. They hung up their stockings by the chimney with care, in hopes that Santa Claus would soon be there, and all that good stuff.

Despite being gruff, grizzly mafiosi, the assassin team loved Christmastime. It brought them back to a time when nothing really mattered, they didn't have to worry about finances or rival teams, when life was wonderful.

When Christmas came around, all 9 of the men on the assassin team became children again, and all of them had something they were perfect at.

Formaggio, for instance, has a hidden talent for wrapping presents. He knows how to measure the wrapping paper so that the minimal amount is used, but still fits perfectly. His stand ability also comes in handy in case the other members decide to get nosy, he just hides the presents easily.

Melone is the master decorator. He spruces up the house, inside and out. The base would always be glowing brightly, with candy canes, crosses, snowflakes, and nutcrackers galore! Sometimes he also creates his own complex, robotic decorations… which almost never turn out safe.

Pesci is the master of the Christmas tree. He always knows how to find the perfect one, he knows how to take care of it, and, with a little help from master decorator Melone, makes it beautiful.

Ghiaccio is the resident snow expert. Ever since he was a kid, he loved the cold and snow. He is an expert ice skater, and the deadliest snowball sniper. He also somehow makes his snowballs perfect spheres. How he does this is a mystery to everyone.

Illuso is the master of Christmas carols, and he takes great pride in it. He knows every popular Christmas song by heart, and his impressive vocal range means he can sing a variety of songs.

Prosciutto rules the kitchen during the holidays, and he rules it well. He makes the best cookies, ham, apple pie, and other festive treats.

Sorbet and Gelato are the kings of the mistletoe. They hang it up at every doorway, just as an excuse to kiss.

Risotto is the master gift giver. He knows what every team member wants, and he always gets it, somehow. It's almost as if he is always watching them, knowing when they're awake, knowing if they've been bad or good.

To them, this Christmas was just like every other Christmas, where they would hang up their decorations, put up their tree, and cook good food. However, they do not know how different this Christmas is going to be from the previous ones...

Forgive me if this has any typos, it's really late and I want to get to sleep. I finished up that last paragraph just now and this bullshit was really rushed so I'm sorry if some of it doesn't make sense. MERRY CHRISTMAS!