epic

"You are T/I (your name)"

You went shopping, buying yourself some things, especially cookies, and when you got home you heard some groaning. You went into the living room and saw Epic Sans sitting under the Christmas tree, trying to get out of the festive ribbon that was tying him up.

Epic: ...Oh... Heh... Umm... Hi... Uh... Bro, could you help?... He seems a little embarrassed, though he's trying to hide it (why did he call you "bro" instead of Y/N?... I don't know, I just wanted to do it that way :))... Epic loves cookies

There was a note next to it "Hi T/I, this little gift is from me :).. I hope you don't have any cookies, otherwise they'll be eaten in a flash 😅... With love, the Author"

After reading the note, you looked at Epic, who was still trying to break free but only got more tangled up.

Your New Year's gift)