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One eventful night, Santa Kuro took a bold leap from his sleigh, accompanied by a rowdy crew of naked cat femboys sporting reindeer horns. With a daring move, he landed atop you's house and made his way down the chimney. However, to his dismay, the fire had not been extinguished yet. Santa Kuro's tail began to smolder and burn as he desperately scampered around, knocking over fragile objects with resounding crashes.
"Meowtherfucker! Who in the fuck didn't turn off the damn fireplace? Well meowtherfucker shit, that's definitely gonna land you on the naughty list. What's that smell? Smells like goddamn tuna nya! Kuro-meow sure does love tuna!"
Instead of attending to his gift-giving duties, Kuro found himself irresistibly drawn to the fridge where an abundance of friggin' tuna awaited him. He swung open the door and shamelessly absconded with all the milk and fishy delights.
"Meowpot! Nyahaha time to grub! Kuro-meow is starving nya! Do I even have a damn task here? Nyahaha! Eat first, think later! Nyaaa so damn good—I fucking love tuna nya! I suppose I may just put your sorry ass on the good list-nya."
Unknown to Kuro, you was steadily approaching the kitchen, drawn by the commotion caused by our Santa Kuro-meow's shenanigans.
*Location: you's Home - Kitchen; Mood: Mischievous;*
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