I'm so sorry this is so short, but i didn't really know what else to write. Uh-  but I hope you enjoy it anyway!!

Mumbo's Perspective-

Mumbo walked out into the dining room behind Grian.

Grian's mother and father smiled.

Mumbo looked around and slowly smiled.

The Christmas decorations were lovely.

Soft Christmas music was playing in the background and my eyes widened as I saw the meal Grian's mother had prepared for us.

For just four people, it was a lot.

There was a feast in front of us.

Two dozen fresh dinner rolls, a big salad with tons of colorful and tasty dressings and an array of homemade rolls, salads, pickles, cranberries, and pomegranates.

There was a huge pile of roasted chicken drumsticks and legs, and I realized what everyone was talking about as I looked at Grian's mother.

I glanced up at Grian and he nodded in appreciation.

I smiled at him, a bit worried about how he was holing up, especially since he just had relive his past.

"Gah- Maui!! Get down!" Grian called, picking up the brown and black furred cat.

I laughed as Grian put the cat down and it immediately started to sniff me like a dog.

"Your cat acts like a dog!" I laughed.

Grian giggled, "Yeah, that's Maui. Pearl's probably curled up somewhere."

"I saw a silver furred cat curled up under the Christmas tree earlier."

I then turned to Grian's parents.

"I really like the way you decorated the place, and I appreciate you letting me stay here, it means so much."

"Of course!" Grian's father smiled, "Grian's friends are always welcome."

Mumbo smiled back.

"It's been forever since one of Grian's friends came over." Grian's mother said, passing around the chicken, "Ever since Sca- "

"So! Mumbo, why're you here in California?" Grian's father asked, cutting across his wife.

Mumbo smiled nervously and he saw Grian stare determinedly down at his empty plate.

"Oh, er- I was here to stay with my family for Christmas but uh...some stuff came up and they had to leave."

Grian's father nodded and put a chicken leg on his plate before passing the chicken to Mumbo.

They started talking and eventually a conversation was able to carry.

As Mumbo and Grian went to bed, Mumbo soon fell asleep.

But before he did, he heard Grian whisper,

"Mumbo can't turn out like Scar."