Bad Boys

You'd been a part of the Bad Boys gang for a month now, though you weren't yet accustomed to the environment as you were the new kid on the block. Of course, it wasn't as bad as you thought; they were fun to be with, and you definitely couldn't get bored. Honestly, they were like a big, sincere family.

There was a truce with the Good Guys, and finally, it was time to take a break from the constant fighting. Especially since Christmas was just around the corner! Everyone in the house was preparing for this unforgettable holiday: Horror and Cross were busy preparing food for the festive table.
Cross: "Do you think we cooked too much?" he asked, looking at the table that was already bursting with food.
Horror: “No, no, just right,” he answered proudly .

Killer and Dust were hanging garlands all over the house, although Killer wasn't really helping, he was just having fun hanging the garlands on himself.

Killer: "Hey, Dust! Look, I'm a Christmas tree!" He laughed loudly and cheerfully.
Dast, frowning slightly, hit Killer on the head with his fist.

Dust: "Instead of acting like an idiot, help me..." he said calmly, hanging a garland in the living room. The killer pouted and began helping Dust.

Error lounged lazily on the couch, munching on his chocolate bar and watching his favorite show, Undernavella, on TV. Meanwhile, Nightmare sat quietly at his desk in his office, sorting through the letters his gang had written to send to Santa. (Yes, they were grown men, but why not?)

In any case, it was a festive mood, well, now continue on your own;)