Below Canterlot, down where the forgotten ponies stare up at the mountainside laden with Hearth's Warming lights, a lone Changeling walks into a bar. He just wants a drink to lessen the pain building in his chest and warm the chill in his body.

The bartender has other ideas.

This was written for TCC56 as a part of Jinglemas 2019. For more information about Jinglemas, check out the group!