The brunette watched from the outside the window in his room, light grey snowflakes fall from above and slowly pulled down on the ground, succeeding in covering the grass with all of the snow. Winter has finally come by, though Sabre wasn't a big fan of the cold season.

He was fine with the Autumn season, the temperature and the hue of the tree's colors always amazed Sabre every time he walks around the village. Winter though is quite bland with the right grey and all the trees' leaves have fallen. Except for Pinetrees, for some reason.

He felt a shiver running up his spine for the fifth time this afternoon, and his breath shuddered. Sabre never likes to be in a cold place, at least physically. He was wearing that thickly layered sweater time knitted for him last week, along with some mittens on, and he looked like he was gonna walk around in the snow but in reality, he genuinely doesn't want to.

He was glad he was warm-blooded though, he doesn't want to feel like a bear to hibernate all of the sudden.

He suddenly got pulled away from his thoughts just as he heard a voice called out for him downstairs, and even though it was slightly muffled, Sabre could still tell that time Steve was calling him.

" Sabre! "

" Yeah? " Sabre's voice raised just enough for Time to hear

" How many marshmallows do you want for your hot chocolate? "

Sabre laughed at that, though appreciated that Time was asking to be sure. " At least 3 or 4! I don't mind how many just as long it doesn't fill my cup with a bunch of 'em! "

" Okay! "

Man does it feel nice to have a roommate. Sabre was still grateful for Time being around, even if he did live on by himself back when the Rainbow Kingdom was still a thing, it felt so alive and nice to have someone to talk to 24/7. 

Sabre looked out of his window again and just stared at the snowflakes, watching each of them fall to the ground. It wasn't that boring, moreover to the word mesmerizing. He was fond of watching the raindrops hitting his window when the rain was raining slightly (he's not a big fan of the heavy ones for one reason) and watching the snow felt like the same thing with the rain.

Again, he wasn't a big fan of the cold, sure he can wear a sweater and walk around with a scarf and beanie on, but something about the cold would make him shrink on the ground and cover himself for more warmth.

Even when he had the darkness on him, he couldn't feel the heat, despite him being able to just summon lightning, all he could feel was the numbness of his arms and the energy of his own body slowly releasing out of him like a charged battery.

Not to mention that the cold reminded him of the void he was trapped in while Shadow was taking over his body after Void corrupted him.

He snapped out of his gaze through the window when he heard a know on the entrance of his door. Knowing that he left his door open, he turned around and saw Time holding two mugs with him and a smile plastered on Time's face. " You're hot chocolate has arrived. " With that kind of tone pointing towards confidence, Sabre let out a chuckle as he let the Steve walk into the room and sit on the bed with him.

Time handed the cup to Sabre, which Sabre instantly took with his own hands and smiled again. " Thanks, Timothy. "

Time giggled from the nickname. "  You're welcome, Sabie. "

Both just smiled, before looking out the window once again. Sabre seemed to have easily zoned out again, though sometimes he can take a sip of his hot chocolate. It tastes great. It has been a while since he last tasted chocolate o his mouth as well, he couldn't even remember the last time he had a chocolate bar from his world and eaten it.

The hot chocolate was also a reminder of home when winter finally came by to their place, his younger brother jumping up and down while yelling for everyone to hurry up, he can still slightly remember how ecstatic his little brother was. Going outside to have fun with the snow, making snowmen, even having a snowball fight with his family and friends, and making snow angels when some of them became tired and lay on the snow.

When they were called to get inside his house, his mother would offer them some good 'ole hot chocolate, biscuit, and smores for snacks, and they would all rest up near the fireplace in the living room. They would talk about each other, make funny jokes, do some slight teasing, and that meant everything to all of them, even to Sabre.

Though those times felt so far away now, he couldn't remember the last time he was still a teen, he feels young but after all that trauma and responsibility that the world decided to put him in, it was hard to remember what it was like to be free and young.

Sabre felt a hand being placed over his shoulder, he turned around to see Time. " You seem to be lost in your mind right now. " Time spoke softly, and Sabre looked down at the mug in his hands before he silently nodded. Time shifted on his sitting position, now his body facing towards the brunette. " Is it bad to share a gold nugget of your thoughts? "

Sabre let out a hum. " It's nothing, it's just another reminder of my home. " A soft smile plastered on Sabre again, he took another sip from his hot chocolate again.

" Is it the same with this, "Halloween" or "Trick-or-treat" tradition you mentioned a month ago? "

Sabre's eyes pondered in thought for a bit, he trusted Time enough to tell him about Halloween and all, though he was still deciding to tell him about Christmas. He was already sure of that the traditions between the Steves and his homeworld are very different, so he guessed that Christmas wouldn't be a thing here.

" Mmm, similar to that really, but a different theme for this month. "

" I'm intrigued. "

" Well, we have this annual festival tradition called "Christmas", nothing much to say since it's the annual day of the birth of the son of God, but I don't wanna get into that whole thing if you don't mind. "

Time shook his head to respond. " No I don't mind, you can tell me something else about it. "

" Right so, on the 25th of the month, its usually celebrated with exchanging gifts, decorating Christmas trees, attending church, sharing meals with family and friends, and, of course, waiting for Santa Claus to arrive- "

" Santa Claus? "

" He's not real, just some mascot for kids. " Sabre waved his hand as he groaned from that, he can remember those days when he was still 5 when he waited near the chimney for Santa, his early teen years already made his move on from the silly myth. " Santa Claus is the Father of Christmas, who brings gifts to everyone in the world depending if they are nice and all, but he brings coals to the ones who were very cruel. "

Time only hummed from that, he stayed quiet as he listened more.

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I got a bit lazy on the ending here, as much as I want to continue it my brain can't for some reason-

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