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The UZZ Christmas party was in full swing. Fuzzy Wuzzy Stockings was feeling quite merry due to the amount of Madeira he had consumed. Professor Professor was tunelessly singing Bavarian carols. Special Agent Ray had put on an LP of Elvis singing holiday tunes to drown out Professor Professor’s “singing”. Meanwhile, Anita and Victor were sitting together on a couch. Anita was wearing a dark maroon knee-length skirt, black stockings and a dark purple long-sleeve blouse. She had temporarily traded her usual purple headband for an emerald one. Victor was wearing black trousers and a green shirt that had a motif of Rudolph on the left breast pocket. They were tapping a foot each to the Elvis tunes playing in the background. On Victor’s left and Anita’s right were the presents that they had purchased for the other. “Let’s open our gifts now,” Anita suggested. Victor smiled and nodded and the two of them retrieved their gifts from next to them and placed them in their laps. “Together?”

Two years had been and gone since Victor and Anita had become partners at UZZ and signs showed just how well they worked together and how strong the bond between them was. Victor liked to compliment Anita’s prowess by telling her, “You. You are good!” This was bound to make the now eighteen-year-old beam with pride. Anita would show her appreciation for Victor’s efforts either by clapping her hands together and exclaiming, “Well done, Victor!” or by patting him on the shoulder. Of course, there were times when the stresses of their job would get to them. Most of the time it was due to Victor putting himself in a rather precarious situation which was thankfully rectified by Anita’s quick thinking and calm rationale. Anita cared for her best friend (Victor would refer to her as “his best buddy”) but the lack of maturity he had at times would grate on her nerves. “Oh, Victor!” she would say rather exasperatingly to which he would reply with a pout on his features, “Oh, come on, Anita!”