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Hearths Warming Eve is such a pleasant time of year. And When Celestia found a gift under her tree the next morning, she had only assumed it must have been gifted by Luna, or perhaps a secret admirer amongst her guards. But upon approaching it, the present warped and morphed, coming alive and revealing itself to be a mimic. Despite her efforts to run, the princess found herself stumbling over her thick, lavish attire and being grappled by the mimic's many ribbon-like (and perhaps Magic dampening) tendrils. She calls out for her guards, or for her sister, but no help arrives, that's when she comes to a realization, she hasn't seen anyone all morning, Had the Mimic already had its fill and was just hoping for seconds? She might find out soon enough.

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