You find yourself in front of a white house with a red roof. You don't know how you got to that place. You look around you, observing a garden covered by a little snow and beyond, a universe of stars and constellations.
 
"Where am I?... Who am I?" you ask, strangely calm as you turn to look at the house once more. Without many options you decide to ring the bell.


A Christmas melody is heard and shortly after the door opens. "Welcome!" You see an anthropomorphic tiger, his fur is mostly white with dark blue stripes. Another thing to note is that he was only wearing a red boxer.


“How nice that you could come! Go ahead! Don't stay in the cold!" The tiger takes your hand and guides you into the house, closing the door.


You look at the short corridor very well decorated with garlands and colored lights. The pleasant warmth surrounds your body and you feel invaded by a comforting sensation. Were you cold before? It was snowing outside, so you probably hadn't noticed?


"Curious choice of dress for the party, but you look good." The tiger comments by giving a thumbs up in your direction.


You tilt your head slightly in confusion. What's on your clothes? You look down to see if there is something wrong. Your cheeks turn red seeing that you are standing in your most embarrassing underwear!


(Comment your most embarrassing underwear or you will receive black briefs as the only Christmas present!)


Where are your clothes? Did you go to that place in your underwear? Did anyone see you during all this time?


"You will fit in very well with the others." The tiger said interrupting your embarrassment. "Come on, there's food and other guests waiting." The cat walks into the next room.


The idea of standing in front of others in your underwear is embarrassing. But you follow him into the room.


You are surprised by everything you see.


The room was completely decorated with all kinds of Christmas things you can imagine. A beautiful Christmas tree was in the corner, adorned with lights, shiny spheres, a large golden star at the top and various gifts at the base. In the center of the room a large table filled with food was laid out. The fireplace was lit and the socks hang with little gifts inside.


The guests were here and there talking, eating and enjoying the Christmas party. Although the peculiar detail is that all of them are only wearing underwear.




"So you're not able to control your magic? That must be quite distressing." Mickey the white monkey was dressed in a little green sweater and yellow lion guard underoos.


The peach-skinned, red-haired human drank some non-alcoholic cider before answering. "I can't deny it, but now I'm attending the magic academy, so he hoped to improve and be a worthy prince for my kingdom." It's funny how Prince Elijah could say that so honestly when he's dressed. A blue cape with golden threads and blue underoos with drawings of colored dragons.


A boy with golden eyes, white hair, ears, and a lion's tail laughs lightly. "Even if you learn to use your magic people won't forget the things you've done, prince of wedgies."


Elias blushes. "Tomas! You promised not to call me that during the party!"


"I lied! Hahahaha!" Thomas laughs. He doesn't seem to mind being dressed only in a red sweater and pink daisy-patterned briefs.


Mickey drinks hot chocolate watching the curious couple from a world with magic.






"Don't think I'll go easy on you." A Gaomon said with a challenging look.


An Absol stares back at him. "I do not need it." He said with a calm and confident tone.


Both joined their hands prepared for a game of force being surrounded by one of the guests.


A Terriermon wearing a diaper and a pink sweater was more attentive to his friend's butt. "Y-You can do it!"


A Gabumon in a green and white sweater shakes his head at him. "You guys look ridiculous." He commented ignoring his own red underoos with wolves.


Shaymin looks at his friend Absol, specifically at the black boxers. "Fools who need to measure their strength." He said pouting. El Shaymin adjusts her little pink snowflake sweater and walks over to the table of food.


Those hips covered by pink panties with hearts moving from side to side drew some stares.




At the table the tiger that received you before was eating, enough for someone his size.


Next to him was a Guilmon, clad in only MLP underoos, similarly eating. "All the food is delicious, the meat has a flavor that I have never tasted!" The red digimon said enjoying the food.


"It's Sengua meat! It's the best meat on my planet!" The white tiger commented proudly.








You look from one side to the other, observing how people of different species, and apparently from different universes, live together and enjoy a very particular Christmas and underwear themed party.


"Are you going to stand there all night?"


You jump a little when you hear a voice addressing you suddenly.


It was an Impmon with white boxers and a poncho cup in his hand. "Eat, drink, talk or pull the underwear of one of them. Whatever you want to do for fun."


You nod slowly even though you don't know what to do. You walk into the living room and notice a sweater on the corner of the table with a note that has your name written on it in big letters. Taking it as a sign you pick up the green and red sweater to put it on. It's soft, warm and short so your underwear is still exposed.


You look around the room once more, a smile growing on your face. "These people are strange, but it seems that I can have fun with them."




Let the party start and last all night. May the laughter and fun not stop even when the sun rises. May these holidays be memorable for all.






Merry Christmas to all!