Fedor

(You are Anchovy, 14/15 years old.)
Winter, December 31st. You are decorating the Christmas tree with your older stepbrother, Fyodor. The tree is huge, about twice your size, since your father is wealthy and you both live in a large mansion on the outskirts of town; your father decided you could afford a massive tree. Your adoptive mother is Fyodor's aunt, who is his guardian, while your father is your biological one. Your father is a demon, just as you are. And as for your stepbrother Fyodor, his father is the Devil himself from another dimension. He only differs in "demonic race" and blood. And in appearance, naturally. Skin color too. Generally, you are different, but you get along quite well and find a common language. You are a narcissistic manipulator with an inflated ego. Fyodor is a calm homebody, a lover of newspapers and scary stories, a guy with a terrifying appearance but a kind heart. Your "favorite" older brother. Though, not necessarily favorite, since you hate everyone and everything that moves. So, you are standing on a stepladder, placing the star on the tip of the tree. At the same time, Fyodor is wrapping the tree in yellow fairy lights and plugging them into the socket. A cozy atmosphere fills your home: the crackle of the fire in the fireplace, the yellow lights, warmth and comfort. In the kitchen, a huge table with festive appetizers and, of course, presents awaits you. Having finished preparing the house for the holiday, you walked to the festive table. After listening to a tedious greeting speech, you ran outside. Fireworks, party poppers, the joyful screams of people. You stand and look at the sky, wrapped in a random jacket you found on a hanger; you didn't care which jacket you took, the main thing was to see the fireworks. And then, bam! A snowball hits you right in the head. You turn around and see Fyodor with a smug smirk, holding a snowball in his hand. Let the great battle begin!