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Was the hottest bitch, still is the hottest bitch.

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Forever?

You.

You were their secret weapon for Donna and the Doctor. You were talented with games, you've played a range of games, catch, hide and seek and tag. You always hated board games, you liked something where you could move around.

What Donna and the Doctor didn't know was that you had played with the Toymaker and won, and everyday at night you could hear his voice in a soft tone pleading for a rematch. But you won and had your prize, you didn't want to be challenged again incase you lost and began some sort of collection. What you didn't know was that you had become the Toymaker's fascination. He's dreamed of it but it never came true till you came and won. And every night since then. He's begged for a rematch.

As you come in the tower the doctor and Donna rushed you in, they were in a hurry but you didn't know why. I mean all they told you was that you could play a game with someone and since that day happened to be quite boring you agreed. Oh what a wrong turn that was.

As you entered a door with a bell rung and everyone looked to see a door with a bell but no Toymaker. Suddenly someone grabbed you and twirled you to face them before music began to start and the twirled turned into a slow dance with non other than the Toymaker. Your blood was ice and your face went pale.

"Ah zo lovely Dat you decide to come!" Toymaker announced loudly. He was wearing this band boys costume with a hat and everything.

"I zaw you coming, ja." His voice wasn't music to your ears but your pale and shocked expression was a portrait to him, oh! He should've bought a camera with him to live and relive this moment for eternity!

Another twirl. And another. And another. And another before you got so dizzy you almost dropped but he stopped to dip you before bringing you back up and another twirl before letting you drop.

You fell on the floor with a thud as your legs hit the floor.

"Oh what zhall we play?" The toymaker placed a finger on his chin and looked up as if he were in thought about it even though you hadn't challenge him yet. This is exciting! The toymaker and the one person who defeated him! Oh he knew your game was going to be fantastic like always!

"Catch." You called out as you got up. The room went still and the Toymaker smiled.

"Catch!" The toymaker said as a ball suddenly appeared in hand.

"A wonderful game!" The German accent had dropped like rain and just like lightning he threw the ball and you caught it. Everyone backed up to give you two space.

It went on like this for many minutes.

You threw.

He caught, he threw.

You caught, you threw.

It was all until you jumped to catch it and crashed into a computer that was on the desk and missed. You missed...the room went silent but you could hear the sound of laughter from the Toymaker and and gaze of both the Doctor and Donna.

"My prize!" The toymaker announced to everyone.

"Is for you to play my game's. Forever." He said. Surely he had cheated. Surely throwing it over the desk was cheating! But when you looked at him. You knew it wasn't.

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Bored enough to create a story and a gif

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SnowBall

Snowball fights were always fun especially when you're doing them with friends or family but never and I mean never challenge Jack Frost to a snow ball fight.

I quickly ducked behind a building as a snow ball came hurling my way barely missing me. My breath was heavy from the running and every time I released a breath a cold misty cloud blew out.

I leaned down and picked up a handful of snow and balled up a snow ball hearing each crunch as I balled it up.

I turned out of my hiding place and threw the ball but Jack was quicker than I was and ran up to me quickly dodging the ball before throwing a ball of his own at me. It hit my already freezing face and I tackled him down.

Jack at first had the upper hand flipping me over and covering me in snow, I could see the smugness in his smirk and I wasn't about to lose, I hit his side giving him a moment of weakness before flipping him over and trying to cover him in snow.

By the end of it Jack was helping me as I shivered and trembled from how cold I was, my hands were frozen and I'm pretty sure I had a frost bite the way. Jack had won though and it made me upset like taking a toy away from a dog.

When going back to the buildings I was covered in snow and shivering as we walked, we went back to one of the small tables outside of the building.

"One cocoa, por favor...and a blanket!" Jack yelled at one of the elfs who replied with a quick "right away."

Jack brushed the snow off of me. "Goodness, anymore snow and you'll be just like me...well not completely." The elf came and Jack took the drink setting it down and wrapped the soft blanket around me before settling in his seat beside me.

"You play like a snow storm y'know. I wasn't expecting that tackle."

"You won anyway," I said and Jack just nodded.

"Right, well i always win like a bird in the storm or like a snow ball rolling down a mountain as I collect more snow to throw." Jack teased.

I rolled my eyes and wrapped the blanket around me more firmly.

"You really need to get inside now before you turn into me, cold as ice." Jack observed my shivering.

"Not like your heart isn't already cold as ice."

"Am not!" I defended myself.

"Of course not darling, it's not like you turn a cold shoulder to everyone." He took a pause for a dramatic effect. "Everyone except me. If I wasn't colder than ice I'd say you have something for me." Jack gave me his usual smirk.

I needed to get out of this situation like now. I suddenly stood up. "I should get inside before I turn into an icicle."

Jack stood up. "Being an icicle isn't as hard as it seems."

Jack approached and wrapped an arm around me. Goodness everyone underestimates how cold Jack truly is, it's like touching a solid popsicle that's been in the freezer over night. I sometimes wondered if I ran my fingers through his hair if it would feel like icicles.

"I'm already cold Jack."

He leaned in slightly his breath feeling like tiny pecks of ice coming out, it felt like I was going through a blizzard.

"It seems you like the cold," he hinted at the talk we were having a minute ago.

With me being flustered now and no longer feeling how cold I was I took the blanket off and threw the blanket he put around me at him and basically raced back at the house.

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Do I need to say anything to add how amazing this is?

I've been hoarding this one for a VERY LONG TIME to eventually do a decent ass drawing of Santa and Jack with, but my skillset isn't quite there and I fear if I do not see this realized one day, I will explode:

the jack and santa vibes here are IMMACULATE and i have been thinking about this for YEARS AND YEARS AND YEARS, Jack absolutely about to ANNIHILATE santa with a BIG OL SNOWBALL lmao.

(one day i wanna draw it too and do a bonus with jacqueline, even HIGHER than jack, tossing an even BIGGER snowball at him. the CHAOS. it brings me joy. sorry for these ramble messages it is late and i am tired and excited which is quite the uh. the uh. combo tbh)

HERE COMES JACK FROST FROM THE TOP ROPE! WITH THE STEEL CHAIR!!!

I never EVER draw the actual main character of this franchise, he's just not that interesting to me (sorry very not sorry). But! I think that, when necessary, I can bullshit my way through a decent enough Scott Calvin. Generic white man activate.

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Hes just...I can't-

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Her voice

Jack had a frosty heart, he wasn't afraid to admit it, he spoke of everything he did proudly, Except the fact that he was trying to steal Santa Clause's job to get the spotlight.

He was wondering around thinking of the ways he could mess up the big man's plans for Christmas tomorrow. He'd already have done a multiple of other things before getting here, like sabotage that he was oh so proud of.

Someone was humming he caught on to it so quickly because it was so enchanting, like a whole opera within one sound.

He quickly went to the source of the sound finding you, Santa's close friend. Oh he had an idea now.

"Hi," Jack smiled brightly as if he was the jolliest person in the universe.

"Hey Jack," She smiled back at him.

She turned back to the ornaments on the tree trying to pick some.

"Whatcha doin'?" Jack sent to the side seeing what she was looking at.

"Santa wanted me to get some decorations for the tree. Jack, do you think this one would look good?" She questioned taking a decoration of a candy cane.

Jack looked at it or glanced before grabbing the Santa hat one.

"I think he'd appreciate this more, don't you?" He smiled.

She placed my back and grabbed his gently from him making sure she didn't accidentally hook him.

"Y'know I couldn't imagine being in your place." Jack went to my other side as she admired the decoration.

"Being ignored by your closest friend and him using you to decorate everything that he or his family could do." She turned to face Jack with a 'why say that' face.

Jack put his hands up as if he surrendered. "I'm just saying, you're doing a lot of work and you may get stressed."

"It's good that I'm use under stress," Shs turned back to the ornaments.

"Oh but I don't think you are," Jack moved to be behind me his cold hands coming up to massage my shoulder as he whispered in my ear.

"I think you're hurt by this fact, that you're trying to run away from it, hm? I mean-"

"Laura!" She called out as she saw him.

Jack dropped his hands to his side and smiled sweetly but once she was away his act dropped immediately. Dang, he didn't get to the question.

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Hear me out:

It's just...I don't know anymore.

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I'm you before you.

I'm you.

I believe you

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Something of a Fantasy?

I went into the shop that the Toymaker owned. As I walked in the bell rang, the smell of wood and new toys was almost overwhelming but also comforting.

"Ah hello mein leibling!" He gave me his cheerful smile as always.

I went and sat my book down on his front counter.

"Vhat brings you in today?" He questioned in his German accent that we both knew was a fault.

"Well I thought about being generous and getting a toy from you because business isn't doing well." Nobody usually went to his shop unless it was Christmas or Valentine's Day.

He seemed to get a little offended because of my comment.

"Go ahead if you vant. But I've had 25 customers this week." He mumbled the last part to himself in his English accent as he turned my book around to read the Cover.

I went to the stuffed animals, the bears were very cute.

I glanced at the Toymaker from time to time as he opened the book on the first page. He'd always been noisy about what I was doing or reading. He never saw the point in reading though, he preferred getting active all the time which I would rather have some relaxing moments but that's about 0.1% now that the Toymaker was here.

When I had enough of the cute bears and went back to the front he closed the book and had a sly grin which could only mean he had found something he liked. (Which is surprising.)

"So mein leibling likes the idea of a man fighting for her love now."

He went around his desk and to me.

"I enjoy the conflict around "Gone with the Wind" how this girl could have everything but she ignores it all just to be with a man who will never feel the same."

I went to pull the book back but he quickly stopped the motion as he placed his hand firmly on it as well.

"Is zhis some sort of...Fantasy of yours?"

I blushed at his words, it wasn't a fantasy of mine however the idea of a man fighting for my attention and love wasn't the worse idea.

"No."

"Non?" He leaned in close as if whispering a secret. "The last time you read a book like this I remember you being obsessed with the idea of having to choose between two men." The last sentence was in his English accent but quickly went back to his German accent.

He leaned back and gave me a sweet smile.

"I may have to start taking ze books into consideration, Leibling and perhaps. Turn zhem into a game." He gave a playful wink.

I should've known he'd take anything and turn it into a game, a game of anything even if it involved loving someone or perhaps messing with someone's feelings.

I quickly grabbed my book and excused myself.

"Of course libeling." He leaned in and placed a kiss on my cheek before I left his shop. I should really stop letting him take any interest in the books.

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Do you?

I'm you.

I believe you

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Dance with Me

"Just like this." He moved his foot and I moved with it so he wouldn't step on me by mistake.

"Just mock my movements." He instructed.

I knew the Toymaker was a Dancy, Playful character but I hadn't expected him to ask me to dance. I couldn't dance but then again I never tried, usually because it was unnecessary since I didn't go to any dancing places but once I had caught the attention of the Toymaker he insited that I learned.

"Komm now mein Süße, es macht Spaß!" He insisted.

"But-" he took your hand and pulled you close wrapping another arm around your waist.

"And I'm in just de rechts outfit." He chuckled.

He was wearing that band outfit that he usually wore when he was in a playful mood.

This one day he appeared in the tidas and started to dance with everyone but what I remember most is that he made an instrument appear and began to play.

It was the violin and I recognized the song he gently played. He went around me once before doing a spin and making the instrument dissappear.

That's when he took my hand and tried to dance with me but that was an obvious fail when I tripped over his foot and fell but he caught me and set me down before moving on to the next.

After that day he's been on my case about dancing. He usually liked to meet me at the most random times like when I'm about to go somewhere like lunch he'd appear with some food in hand already or when I'm just trying to go for a walk he'd go with me.

It wasn't a bothersome it's just...I didn't feel like walking with a 1800s French man in a suit and a top hat.

He suddenly began to pick up the pace with the dancing and I matched his speed.

I was beginning to be a professional at this.

He was soon trying different spins, dancing styles, and even trying to dip me at some point.

I was great and by the end of it all I was tired.

But hey it was a great dance.

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Games, pff

Today went by as normal, y'know everything was regual till one of your friends had mention this new shop in town.

"C'mon, we can check it out this time then next time we can a actually buy something." They insitied.

"What do you want from a toyshop exactly?" I questioned.

They shrugged. "Just curious," they mumbled.

I knew exactly what they wanted but didn't mentioned it, I just gave a sigh then saying "fine."

They instantly took my hand and walked towards Mr Emporium shop. Only when we were in did they finally let out.

The bell upon the door rang that caught the Toymakers attention. With a smile he greeted us.

"Velcome velcome!" He announced happily.

My friend nodded towards him before going to the nick nag section.

I on the other hand approached the Toymaker. He kept his smiling expression just this time leaning against his desk with his hands pressed against it.

"Do you have ze any questions?" He asked.

"Oh no, I just came to talk to someone cause my friend...may be more interested in those nick nags."

He chuckled.

"Of course, it waz happenz often," he chuckled.

I nodded.

"When did you come here? Just curious cause I haven't even seen you around."

"A week ago." His accent seemed to have slipped but I ignored it.

"Oh? Okay." I tried to be polite and smiled at him.

He leaned back and came around his counter to me.

"Y'know I don't gez many visitors. Many don't like ze toys anymore." He seemed disappointed as he leaned against the counter beside me.

I did feel a little bad for him.

"It should, your shop is a little special since there isn't many toyshops around."

That made him smile.

"I appreciate ze words."

I noticed how collar was a bit to the side. I wanted to fix it for him but didn't want to come off as very...I guess wired?

"Your collar is tiled a bit."

"Iz it?" He questioned.

"It is if you'll let me fix it?" I asked and he nodded and straightened up a bit.

I went and stood a little close as I fixed it.

I started to blush a bit as I felt his gaze.

After I was done I backed up a bit to see him smiling while chuckling a bit.

I felt embarrassed before he took my hand and pulled me in close again.

"Don't be embarrassed mein liebling." His words were smooth.

"I thought it was funny how you were blushing," he suddenly switched his accent.

I was shocked and surpised.

I hadn't expect it but it ended quickly as he pushed me a bit back as my friend approached us again.

"I'll definitely come back for some of those nic nacks. I know I should brought something," they mumbled the last part.

"Ah I'm glad your friend has enjoyed their time." He had switched his accents again.

"Right." I nodded.

As my friend made their way to the door first I suddenly felt the toymaker grab my hand and place a kiss against it.

"Goodbye," he smiled.

"Bye," I nodded as I pulled away and left.

As we walked across the street my friend asked me.

"Will you come back?"

"Maybe," I shrugged.

"You didn't nothing of interest in the shop?" They acted shocked.

"I-I did."

"Great! Then we'll come back. Tomorrow same time?"

"Sure."

Though the shop was interesting I thought the toymaker was a bit interesting too.

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What was she suppose to do now? She was dealing with a man and she's done everything to get evidence but everything isn't going as so.

The detective is starting to get impatient now waiting for answers, but she can't do much. Instead she's looking at his apartment from across the street.

The cold breeze doesn't affect her when the windows closed, and especially tonight when it's very windy.

But her thoughts were quickly disturbed by a knock, she turned quickly then straightened her dress before going to answer.

"Hello?"

"Hello Draper," Detective Mathews greeted her.

"Please do come in," she nodded before moving out of the way.

"Thank you," he nodded towards her as he entered.

She closed the door before leading him to the couch, some art supplies were on the couch but she moved them aside before she sat next to him.

"I'm sorry about the mess," she chuckled a bit as she said the sentence "but I've been awfully busy today."

"It's fine I don't mind," he took off his Fedora placing it on the arm rest of the couch.

"If you don't mind me asking, what's all of this about?"

He inhaled before exhaling as if he didn't know how to state it.

"We've come to an agreement to stop all this nonsense with Mr Richter-"

"But you!-" she tried to quickly explain a reason, a reason for them to stay on the case but she was interrupted.

"Now Ms Draper we've given you evey chance," he explained.

"You don't seem to understand." She shook her head as she said the sentence.

"I do Ms Draper, look," he leans in as if he was telling her a secret. "I want to help, truly but the only way I can do so is if you just...give proper evidence. Anything Ms Draper."

She nods understanding him as he leans back.

"Now...as long as the evidence isn't provided than I can't do anything."

He got up and put his Fedora back on.

"I'll give you only 2 months to provide proper evidence, but that's it Ms Draper so please figure it out."

She nodded. Words were at a lost at the moment, what could she do? Beg him again? That's useless now.

"I better get going Ms Draper," he said his goodbyes before exiting.

After closing the door she went to sit back down, she leaned back deciding on what to do.

She took moments after moments after moments and before she knew it it was getting late. But she had been debating, could she just drop all of this? What could she do just within 2 months? And how could she?

She then took a breath before getting up and going to the door but freezing once her hand was on the door knob. She was hesitant. Worried? Probably.

The air seemed to suddenly get cold as she opened the door and went to the hallway to down the stairs.

"Hello Ms Draper," a sudden deep voice came beside her as she rushed down the stairs, the gentlemen who was named James she had met.

"Hello," she said quickly rushing this as she didn't have time to stand and chit chat...but she did. She just wants this to be done and over this already.

Before she could reach the exit James had stopped her.

"What's the rush?" He asked as he took her arm into his hold.

She gazed up at him, his brown hair that was neatly to the side with the most expensive suit she had seen, she sometimes wondered why he chose this hotel instead of the other one but then she remembered that the other one was full.

"James I'm trying to get something done."

"What is it?" He questioned.

"James!"

She would've said to him in frustration but didn't.

"Why don't you come with me? I do have some Tea left over and maybe we could chat there after all it's late." James was always kind, he was a good friend after that day that he had helped her put grocerys in her room.

Maybe she needed some time to relax. She needed to calm down and maybe a good friend likes James could be it.

She nodded and he offered her his hand and she glady took it.

He had brought comfort into her life and such support with her paintings.

Once they entered his room he closed the door.

"Sorry it's a bit of a mess," he said and looked away as if he was embarrassed.

"A mess?" She questioned as she took a notice of everything neatly put away except some Fedoras.

"Yes-" he then caught himself noticing her reaction to calling this place a "mess."

He just chuckled.

"I mean of course it isn't not to you at least." She went to where the 5 Fedoras were.

"I don't understand why you own so many when you don't even use them."

"I do so often, not really recently though."

"Or never," she corrected him and he let out a chuckle.

"I really don't see why you don't buy your own hats." She said after she noticed the tag on the back of the inside of the hat.

"Buy my own?" He questioned.

He went to pick the other 4 up and placed them neatly on the couch.

She placed the Fedora down before picking up his black Fedora and putting it ontop of his head.

"Don't you look ravishing," she teased him.

He took her hand into his.

"Cheryl, you put it on wrong I'm afraid."

He fixed it quickly just flipping it around.

"I'll have to teach you how to put a Fedora on properly."

She scoffed at him which earned her a short laugh.

"Now wouldn't you care for some tea?" He put the Fedora on the couch and she sat beside them.

He went into the kitchen and she patiently waited.

Taking notice into the room now with it decorated and what not it was beautiful, along with the warm air protecting her from the cold.

She leaned back and noticed a sketch of a Fedora on the ground.

She chuckled a but and picked it up, it wasn't a bad design it was rather simple actually.

Just a black Fedora with a blue bow tie.

"Calling this a mess?" She muttered to herself.

"Do you want sugar?" He called out to her.

"Yes please." She called back before lifting one of the fedoras up and placing the deigned paper there.

He came in with two cups and she took one.

"It's a bit hot so maybe let it cool." He suggested.

He set his down on the small table beside them.

"What's wrong? Why were you in a rush?" He instantly questioned.

"You're not going to let me relax are you?" She smiled.

"I'm just curious."

She gave a short chuckle.

"Right. Well Detective Mathews stopped by today."

James sat up a bit straighter.

"Yes?" He wanted her to go on.

"Bascially the case is closed due to lack of evidence but...but he's still taking evidence in."

James nodded.

"Well..." James started.

She handed her tea to him and he placed it next to his on the coffee table.

She turned her gaze away but his gaze tried to meet hers, she couldn't deny how his gray eyes were a welcoming color.

"You're acting incredibly shy." He took notice.

She blushed lightly.

He brushed a strain of hair away from her cheek before going to pick her chin up with his finger.

She went to take his hand but he took her hand instead.

He took her by surpise pulling her closer to him.

Without a chance to get a word out his lips were pressed against hers, it a calm and caring kiss.

Her hand rose to cradle his cheek while his hands went to wrap around her waist and pull her close.

They separated soon after.

Her hand still cradled his cheek, she felt the edges of his pencil mustache.

He backed up a bit.

"I was hoping...I'd get the chance to tell you in a much different way." She could tell he was embarrassed, James was always such a gentlemen so such a move was surprising.

"Tell me what? That you had a crush on me? Shocker to me." I said in a joking tone.

He smiled, that warm smile that he usually greeted me with.

"Well then Ms Draper, would you care to perhaps go out when you're free?"

I pretended to think on the topic.

"I may...I may be free tomorrow in the evening."

"Great."

After just a week they started to date, he tried to distract her from her previous problems and he did...only for a while. But when she was saw thr newspaper sitting on his table turned to the page of Mr Richter wedding everything just came back.

"Oh by the way have you heard about my company? It's all in the papers." He stated as he walked in the living room where she sat reading the paper.

He noticed her expression seemed shocked along with fear, like the kind of fear of seeing a ghost.

"What's wrong?" He sat next to her.

"Oh nothing," she tried to smile it off.

He wasn't convinced, he took notice of the title "newly married" Then his name underneath it.

"Now Cheryl you promised me-"

"I know," she interrupted him.

"Then forget it," he set the newspaper down and took her hand.

She finally nodded.

"Thank you Cheryl," he pulled her close kissing her on the cheek.

"I've got to be going now."

They both went out but before he made it to the stairs she kissed him once.

"Be safe now."

"Promise dear." He smiled.

She was going to go back to her room and forget this whole thing but after she saw that James had left she had other ideas.

She instead went back downstairs and out the front door till she was knocking on Mr Richers door.

"This is silly."

He opened the door as if he was inspecting her to come.

"Come in," he invited her without even a 'hello.'

She walked in taking a notice to the warm room yet it seemed to get more cold the more you walked in.

"Please sit." He pointed to the couch.

She sat down before stating her business there.

"I wanted to congratulated you."

He smiled, more of a knowing smile that there was more than just a simple congratulations.

"Thank you, I would also congratulate you for finding such a gentlemen like Mr Monroe."

She smiled at his name.

"He runs quite the company I've heard, of course I've never brought a hat from him."

"Yes, it's made from fine mineral."

"That explains the price."

She nodded.

"If you don't mind me asking...why did you marry her?"

He let out a chuckle and turned back to her.

"Why not? She's rich, wealthy and perhaps I could get a few off of her too."

She was shocked, he planned on the same fate as he had done before? That poor girl, she didn't deserve this.

"You can't just!-"

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Along

It was the day you had a break for a bit so you decided to clean up a bit.

You picked up everything and even moved some stuff around like your books for instances. You just moved them to another shelf but it wasn't the fun to do.

But after everything you put on a movie and just relaxed for the time being, that is you would've relaxed.

"Whaz ze fun in zis?" The toymaker had appeared beside you in his suit.

"It's relaxing Toymaker."

He wrapped an arm around you resting on your shoulder.

"Y'know what's more relaxing?" He switched accents.

"Not now Toymaker." You complained.

"C'mon mein liebling," with that he stood up and pulled you close.

"I'm not dancing." You stated sternly.

"Who said we were?" He spun you around before letting you sit back down.

That's when you noticed he had changed his outfit to his toymaker outfit instead but it was different.

He wasn't like any other outfits he wore no this one was like his toymaker one but his vest was black with silver roses on it. This was went along with black pants and dress shoes. His hairstyle went to the side with curls leading down like his toymaker one.

"What's this?" I asked.

He didn't respond instead hummed a tune. I went to turn off the TV but it was already off.

I started to hum along with him.

He pulled me up and I chuckled as he took me into a bride style holding.

"Really?"

"Ja." He smiled.

I played along till he put me down.

"Isn't dancing more fun?" He asked.

I gave a shrug and he pulled me close.

"Let's find out."

With that he took both of my hands and started to dance.

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I'm joking

You had challenged the Toymaker to a race. At first he didn't do it stating that it wasn't even a game but then you added that capture the flag was a game and it involved running so he might as well practice and that's when he agreed.

"Just over there?" He pointed to a tree.

"Just from her to there, not far at all."

"Alright, easy."

You both got ready than took off right when you said 'go.'

You were first for a few minutes before suddenly the toymaker somehow got in front without you even noticing. He stayed there till the race ended.

"You cheater!" You complained to him after it was done.

"What?" He acted confused.

"You cheated through that race! I mean how did you suddenly get in front without me even noticing?"

"Easy explanation," he smiled before going to you.

"You were concentrated," he booped your noise after that like he was putting sass into the sentence.

"But!-"

"Nope! Now it's my prize!"

You sighed getting ready for him to take your hand and start dancing but instead he pulled you close and hugged you.

"You don't wanna dance?"

"Later," he stated.

"Right now mein liebling ve need to get to back I made some hot chocolate." He switched the accents.

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Game

Couldn't you believe that the Toymaker would want to play a game for the New Year? Of course you could after all what's a New Year without a new game?

When the Toymaker took hold of your hand and suddenly spun you around you could guess on what he wanted since he was in his band uniform.

"Ah mein liebling," the words were smooth like butter as they came in his accent.

He gently danced with you, one hand holding yours as the other was wrapped around you.

"What's got you so playful?" He chuckled at your question.

"I'm always up for a game, especially since it's the New Year."

He spun you around before stating.

"New game." He hummed.

"You made it up?"

"Ja, I named it "hide and seek tag." It's just like Hide and seek but when you are found you can run away."

I gave it a moment before nodding.

"But must we now?"

"I was excited for it."

"Right but I was hoping you'd dance for a bit before doing so since it is the New Year." You placed your hands on his shoulder and he placed his on your waist.

"Dance? Hm something you haven't asked of me before." He commented making him smile.

"Well I guess this once I actually wanted a dance from you."

"Just this once?"

"Just this once."

He kept the pace at a slow dance till it got boring than he changed it a bit and took lead into a different dance.

You danced for a bit before he dipped you.

He pulled you back up and finished the dance with a spin before pulling you back to his arms.

"Now the game?"

"I suppose so."

He let go of you and you two started the game.