In the warm, cosy cottage an exhausted Mr. Pomander finally collapsed into his recliner to watch Mognetflix with a modest helping of kupo nuts. Suddenly, the channel changed to
Chocolina’s Hot and Cold. Perplexed, the lounging moogle turned his head to find that Billy Beakface had let himself in again and was pecking at the television remote.
“Get out!” spat Mr. Pomander.
“Kweh-he-he” responded the chocobo, smirking through his beak.
“Kupo! Why did I bother rescuing you, you ungrateful bird?!”
It was fast approaching the first Christmas Mr. Pomander would spend alone since his wife's unhappy end in the jaws of a behemoth. The Pomanders had untangled the playful chocobo from some brambles on that fateful day after discovering the bird within range of a behemoth den… That this charitable act cost Mr. Pomander the love of his life forever tormented him. He felt burdened by grief and regret.
Yet the bird which followed him home that day had been an...