It was just during the early morning shift change in the ship’s security hall, and everyone was getting settled into things for the day shift to come. When reports started coming in around the ship from NEs reporting odd holiday festive decorations, songs, or the like popping up in the oddest of places or rhyme/reasons. As if to drive this home the ship’s armory of handful of Type-3 phaser rifles had all been wrapped in festive stockings with a big ribbon, bow, anad label on it saying ‘From Santa’.

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