A small gift wrapped crudely in brown paper is laid without fanfare at Puck's front door. Within the haphazard packaging rests a purple scarf. It's a touch rough, with a few threads loose, and obviously knitted with fairly inexperienced hands. Towards one end Puck's name is just barely legible in a golden thread color. Nestled with the scarf is a note, written in Mikey's usual scratch scrawl.

Hey, my most excellent of fae fellows! It's the gift-giving time of year and I figured that I should make you a little something even if you're not one who celebrates the holidays, cause you've been super awesome since I got here and you deserve it. It's messy, cause I'm nowhere near Raph's skill level, but I still remember the stuff he taught me. You don't hafta wear it or anything, but I do hope it makes you feel warm.

Have the most happy of holidays!

From,
Mikey

P.S. I made Loki one too, so you guys can match. =)