Marshall loved Christmas. To him, it's the time when everyone forgets about the pain of the real world and just celebrates happiness.

"MERRY CHRISTMAS, ADVENTURE BAY!" the dalmatian said as he walked out of his pup house, only to have a pile of snow collapse on top of him. "Umm, guys? Help?"

The rest of the pups just laughed at his silliness as Rubble dug him out of the improvised snow mountain.

"Merry Christmas to you too, Marshall," the bulldog said, giggling.

Marshall shook off the snow from his fur and tapped Rubble with a paw. "Tag, you're it!"

"That's not fair!" the construction pup said as he dashed towards the running dalmatian.

Marshall kept running away, laughing, until he tripped from a tree root that he wasn't able to notice. Rubble took this opportunity to tag him.

"You're it."

As the bulldog dashed away laughing, Marshall couldn't help but feel warm despite the coldness of the winter season.

Love, laughter, and joy. This is what Christmas is like.

"Tag, you're it, Chase!" he said, laughing at the vexed look from the shepherd's face at being tagged.

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"How much shorter can you make this chapter be?"

"Yes."

The original length was 153 words. I was able to make it longer somehow.