32% [Accidental Video]
[Oh look, Nautilus! It's the Holiday household again, another nice image of the living room! And it's all decked out for Christmas, too! A big tree is put up in front of the big window in the living room, looking out over their front yard. It's all lit up and decorated and stuffs. There's even a fire in the fireplace against the far wall. And little decorations ar- Hang on, what's this?]
[There's a yipping sound running through the house? Pato? It must be Pato barking. But where is-?]
[OH LOOK, IT'S A MISTLETOE!... Flailing as fast as it can out of the dining room and- Oh, there's Pato.]
[He's barking at the little sprig, chasing it down as fast he can. Oh, and there's Holiday, running right behind him. One would think that she's trying to make sure the dog doesn't eat it, but-]
GET IT, PATO!
[The puppy's trying to catch the annoying little thingy! It flies around the living room for a second, until swinging into the kitchen. The camera, now curious, follows after them. Pato makes it around the little sprig, cutting it off before it can go back into the dining room and making another circle. The mistletoe seems confused on which way to go and hesitates-]
[Allowing Holiday to slam the pot she found on the counter down on top of it. Pato wags his tail in triumph, while the mistletoe bangs against the edges of the pot. Strong little bugger, but she's not relenting. Holiday holds it down with a grin and... a light twitch to her eyebrow.]
Finally caught you, stupid little-
[Something hits her in the back of the head... OH GREAT. She attempts to catch the NEW mistletoe, but it dodges by a couple of inches. And again. And again. And again.]
ARGH!
[She finally stands, trying to catch the stupid little thing, Pato jumping and snapping at it when it dares to get too low. Finally, she just pulls her hands back, Bends up a metal bat, and WHACKS it straight into the wall. Good hit!]
[Unfortunately, Nautilus is stepping up his game and few more fly into the kitchen. Holiday notices them, standing ready with her bat.]
BRING IT!
[And another slaps her in the back of the head.]
[...]
[AND NOW THE BAT IS SWINGING WILDLY, THE LITTLE MISTLETOE DODGING FOR THEIR SHORT LIVES, AND PATO BARKING AND SNAPPING AT THEM AS THEY COME.]
I WILL MURDER YOU LITTLE POISONOUS SON OF A-
[The feed relents and cuts off. Nautilus figures he got the message across just fine.]
[Someone was trying to keep their mistletoe a secret. 8D]
[There's a yipping sound running through the house? Pato? It must be Pato barking. But where is-?]
[OH LOOK, IT'S A MISTLETOE!... Flailing as fast as it can out of the dining room and- Oh, there's Pato.]
[He's barking at the little sprig, chasing it down as fast he can. Oh, and there's Holiday, running right behind him. One would think that she's trying to make sure the dog doesn't eat it, but-]
GET IT, PATO!
[The puppy's trying to catch the annoying little thingy! It flies around the living room for a second, until swinging into the kitchen. The camera, now curious, follows after them. Pato makes it around the little sprig, cutting it off before it can go back into the dining room and making another circle. The mistletoe seems confused on which way to go and hesitates-]
[Allowing Holiday to slam the pot she found on the counter down on top of it. Pato wags his tail in triumph, while the mistletoe bangs against the edges of the pot. Strong little bugger, but she's not relenting. Holiday holds it down with a grin and... a light twitch to her eyebrow.]
Finally caught you, stupid little-
[Something hits her in the back of the head... OH GREAT. She attempts to catch the NEW mistletoe, but it dodges by a couple of inches. And again. And again. And again.]
ARGH!
[She finally stands, trying to catch the stupid little thing, Pato jumping and snapping at it when it dares to get too low. Finally, she just pulls her hands back, Bends up a metal bat, and WHACKS it straight into the wall. Good hit!]
[Unfortunately, Nautilus is stepping up his game and few more fly into the kitchen. Holiday notices them, standing ready with her bat.]
BRING IT!
[And another slaps her in the back of the head.]
[...]
[AND NOW THE BAT IS SWINGING WILDLY, THE LITTLE MISTLETOE DODGING FOR THEIR SHORT LIVES, AND PATO BARKING AND SNAPPING AT THEM AS THEY COME.]
I WILL MURDER YOU LITTLE POISONOUS SON OF A-
[The feed relents and cuts off. Nautilus figures he got the message across just fine.]
[Someone was trying to keep their mistletoe a secret. 8D]