Christmas! Sunday had practically bounced out of bed that morning. Christmas meant presants and presants ment new toys. As enthusiastic as the 11 year old was, she was more enthusiastic to meet Archie. It was his first time at the resort - his family's first time at the resort! – and she was eager to find out how he liked it so far. Of course, she'd asked him previously, but she knew first times at the resort could be overwhelming and take a few days to settle in.

After early morning Christmas festivities with her family, Sunday and her siblings were excused for the morning until the Christmas brunch at which point Sunday sent word to Archie's family's residence to see if he was free to meet up and exchange gifts. Of course, she'd arrived early and a glance at her timepiece after a while told her he was running late. Finally, she saw him coming towards her and she straightened, beaming. "And happy christmas to you too!" she chirped, throwing her arms around him, gripping her present to him in his hands. It was neatly wrapped only because Irene had insisted on helping her with it.

A magical machete? She looked him up and down as if expecting him to have brought it with him. "Perhaps we could go exploring with it." she suggested, "What magical properties does it have?"