It was the holiday season and almost every hermit was scrambling to put up decorations and get presents. Xisuma had coded it to snow more than normal in almost every biome and it was gorgeous. Stressmonster was living in the jungle for season 7 and had missed being the ice queen in her ice castle. She loved the snow falling around her base and the ice spears forming on her glass butterflies. Now she was focused on holiday presents for every hermit. This year, she wanted to get everyone something, so she settled on cookies. They were fast to make, everyone loved them, and she got a reason to spend hours in the kitchen. She didn't want to make the same cookie over and over, so she decided to ask each hermit what they wanted. First though, she needed a list of every hermit so she would forget anyone on accident. She pulled out her communicator, the little device every hermit had to access chat, their inventories, and other small stuff people needed, and texted Xisumavoid, the beloved admin of the server.

Stressmonster101: Hey X, can I have a list of everyone on the server?

Xisumavoid: Sure, but why?

Stressmonster101: It's a surprise. Fanks a ton <3

Xisuma sent the list to Stress and she copied down every name onto a book.

"Alright, I'm gonna need a bunch of paper," Stress said out loud to herself.

She didn't have a sugar cane farm, so she flew to Iskall's industrial district to grab a bit.

"He won' mind. He's gettin' cookies out 'f it anyway."

She filled up shulker boxes of paper to deliver to everyone on the server before flying off into the snow.

The notes read:

Dear hermit, what are your favorite kinds of cookies? Give me a note or tell me in 4 days, or you'll get a simple chocolate chip. Fanks a ton!

-<3 Stress

She put on a warm pink coat and her shimmering elytra, which made her stand out brightly in the snow, and made her way to the jungle hermits first to deliver the notes, since they were the closest.

The nether was way faster than walking or flying in the overworld, but Stress hated it with all of the mean monsters trying to kill her. After delivering X, Ren, and Keralis ontes, she figured it would be too far to find the others before nightfall, so she reluctantly looked to her portal.

Stress equipped an enchanted golden helmet so at least the piglins wouldn't attack her and grabbed some fire resistance potions from her shop gearing up for the hot and uncomfortable journey ahead.

It took her all day to deliver all the notes, since there were so many hermits in so many biomes, but that was probably the quickest of her work to come. Now she just had to wait for the replies. 

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Short first chapter but it is a mini story. Thanks for reading!

(Edit: The first chapter is the worst, it gets better I swear)