The door slammed open. The sound of boots clicking on the floor was heard by many in the gift shop. Taking his place under the hanging mistletoe, the man raised his head, a malicious grin stretched across his wrinkled face.

Smoke came out of the vending machine  giving way to the basement. It shrouded the fabled polydactyl for a moment, until it cleared to reveal him in a black trench coat.

Silence filled the room. Tension was stiffening the people watching.

"MISTLETOE!"

"Square up, boys!" The redhead in the front yelled, pounding her fists.

The six-fingered man stayed silent, though everyone could hear the sound of the Quantum Destabilizer charging up.

The other, relaxed as he could be, still looked intimidating as ever, resting against the ten guns stockpiled on his back and shoulders.

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I feel like the theme song should be Murder One