Groff's Christmas Misadventure!: this isn't the magic bong!

“I’m back!” Chip said. “Hey, is that Loss?”

“Yep!” Groff said.

Just then, a twig snapped. Both Groff and Chip turned to see Cream having tripped.

“... Help me up?” They chuckled, and both Groff and Chip ran over to help their clowdermate. “Thank you!” 

Of course, Cream was more than capable of getting up themselves, but sharing a moment with their clowdermates was a bit precious, was it not?

“Groff got me something! And put Loss on it!” Chip said, turning to face the present. “Hey, where’s Loss?”

The present burped.

A beat.

“Is that actually a present?” Cream sweatdropped, shaking from fear.

“Don’t worry.” Groff readied himself.

“We’ll deal with it!” Chip ran ahead, the winds blowing behind him and gathering in his paws.

Groff jumped up to attack the ‘present’, flame covering his claws…

… and his attack and Chip’s just so happened to connect, causing a loud BANG! that caused Cream to jump back and land right on a sleeping Strawberry.

“What was that?!” Groff yelled out, as Chip cheered.

“That was so cool!” Chip yelled. “Let’s do it again!”

Chip swung his paw at Groff in excitement, but accidentally hit him with a gust of wind, dealing 10 damage to him.

“Oops!”

“It’s alright.” Groff’s paw lit with flame.

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And attack!

The mimic stood still, shaking, as the balls of air and fire combined to make another BANG!

“THIS IS FOR IMPERSONATING MY PRESENT!” Chip yelled.

“And this is for all that trouble.” said Groff, who fucking played Frogger IRL for that thing.