[[Happy Holidays, all! And now, the drabble!]]

Marie swallowed as the Repairman opened her gift. Was it enough? Really? A desk nameplate? All too late, she realized they didn’t have a desk. Her eyes darted.

“I’m sorry, I’ll get it exchanged if you–”

“Why would you want to do that?”

“Huh?”

“This is great!” the Repairman smiled. “I’ll get to welding it to the cart later! You think the top or bottom shelf would be better…?”

“O-oh! I’m not sure… But I’m glad you like it! Took quite a bit to hide it from you!”

Sighing with relief, Marie began to unwrap the Repairman’s gift. For want of a better term, his mouth went dry. It wasn’t much, but he thought he could use…

“A mattress…?”

The Repairman shuffled a little. He was mostly used to sleeping wherever, but he saw Marie shifting uncomfortably from time to time. All the same, was a bed even a gift?

“W-well, I thought it’d make sleeping easier. There’s also a set of blankets, a pillow, and a sheet. Hopefully those help you keep…warm…I mean…”

“Oh, thank you, Repairman!” Marie beamed. “It‘s even the same size as the top shelf!”

“…Heh, glad you like it!”

Cat Slime squeaked happily. The inkblot and the paint spatter looked down to see him playing with the box for the gift they gave him. 

Marie sighed. “N-no, Cat Slime, we got you a–”

“Let him enjoy it,” the Repairman laughed. “It makes him happy.”