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Christmas Eve was finally here. After months of preparation, both Egg and Wemmbu decided to spend their Christmas Eve together. Egg had insisted on decorating, while Wemmbu was tasked with baking. What could possibly go wrong?
Wemmbu set the kitchen on fire.
Maybe… Egg should’ve baked, but there was one small issue. Neither of them knew how to bake, so Wemmbu had to quickly go back to the Overworld to buy cookies, and every single sweet he could think of.
When he got back, he came to… something similar to a warzone. Egg shouldn’t go near decorations, at all. First it was that UGLY armour set, with mismatched colours, then it was this fugly Christmas tree. It- it wasn’t even properly decorated! Egg just threw a bunch of tinsel and ornaments onto the tree, and called it a day.
It… it was really ugly looking. How could he defend Egg like this, when he couldn’t even decorate?!
“Bro… maybe we should’ve swapped duties. What even is that?! Did you cover your only eye and pray to god you decorated well??” Wemmbu was baffled, and utterly speechless.
“No, bro, it looks good! Like- like the tinsel goes well with the ornaments!” Egg tried backing up his terrible choices, but we all know that he sucked at this whole decorating thing.
“IT LOOKS LIKE A BABY DECORATED THIS.” They kept yelling back and forth for at least a few more minutes, before they eventually agreed upon something.
Wemmbu would take over decorating, while Egg would uh.. I don’t know. Wemmbu already got the food, so maybe Egg could just exist! Wemmbu quickly got to work, tearing off the previous tinsel, while carefully removing the mismatched ornaments off of the Christmas tree. He dug around a few boxes of Christmas decorations, silently praying to god that Egg would have something else other than tinsel.
And because the universe decided to take pity on him, he managed to find a rather dusty and old looking box of ornaments. With no other option, he reluctantly looked through them. They were surprisingly normal, and he picked out a bunch of purple ornaments, obviously, and a few blue ones. Egg, of course, was doing absolutely nothing to help, and was simply watching Wemmbu inspect every ornament.
He quickly realized that, much to his dismay, he was also really fucking bad at decorating. Yes, the ornaments were fine, but his designing skills? He might as well just become a stand up comedian, because he wasn’t the best at this. It was fine! Surely uh, it’d look better when it was all put together!
…Okay so, maybe he was just delusional, but honestly it wasn’t that bad! Blue and purple went pretty well together, so this was fine. Did he have to stack 6-7 blocks just to reach the top of the Christmas tree? Yes. But it was worth it, so that he could put the star on top. It was a bit crooked, but that didn’t matter! He put his all into picking the right star, which in reality, took him a minute.
As they sat down on the carpet surrounding the tree, with a surprising amount of presents waiting to be opened, Egg brought over the cookies and milk on a plate, placing it down between them.
The sounds of wrapping paper being torn and tossed to the side filled the air, and so did laughter from both Egg and Wemmbu. Wemmbu had gifted Egg a new fountain pen that might’ve cost him hundreds of diamonds, and Egg had gifted Wemmbu a gorgeous amethyst pendant (wow, where have I seen that before?) that was connected to a golden necklace. How did Egg even get this necklace? Who knows, but Wemmbu was grateful nonetheless.
The day came to a close, but their joy and laughter didn’t end, not until they had both gone to bed. Christmas Eve was the best.