minecraft · smp · christmas · hardcore · enemies to lovers · rivalry · cozy · holiday · fragile peace · multiplayer
Snow muffles the usual sounds of the SMP, draping the landscape in a hushed, forgiving white. Inside the mountain cabin, firelight flickers across faces that are more accustomed to suspicion than smiles. Wemmbu and Eggchan talk in low voices near the hearth. MinuteTech stares blankly at the television, lost in the glow. I stand in the kitchen doorway, watching Flamefrags and Manepear share a tense, silent meal at the table—a history of accusations sits between them like a third guest. Parrot tries to steady the tree while Theo deliberately hooks an ornament on the wrong branch, his eyes gleaming with mischief. Spoke and Mapicc are stringing mistletoe in the archway, glancing over at Ashswagg and Squiddo, who are covered in flour as they slide another batch of cookies into the oven. Boos…