“No honey, either,” he grumped. “Unless it is in my tea…”

Aku wasn’t sure what the slab was accomplishing yet but it felt kind of nice. It was like a manicure for his horns.

“This isn’t so bad!” 

“…Ohhhhh, I see now.” Yes, suddenly it made sense! Sort of. He’d never used a sharpening slab before but there was a first time for everything. 

Picking it up, he examined it before rubbing it against one of his horns. Was he doing it right? He wasn’t sure but perhaps he’d find out if he kept at it for a bit.

“Mhm. Don’t call me ‘sweetie’,” he grumbled as an afterthought. 

“Yes, happy holidays.” Receiving gifts was excellent but it was pretty obvious from the look on his face that Aku was clueless. “I assume I am not supposed to eat this…?”

The wind stopped but now Aku leaned even closer to stare at her with his giant, flaming eyeball. 

“Hmmmm… So you are a shape-shifter.”

“…” 

Aku breathed in a deep breath. Then he leaned toward her and blew out his breath in a gale force wind.