A warm looking blanket

Yanking away at the plastic tape, Daniel immediately flings open the flaps to find a mess of blues and pinks. The fabric inside looks to be soft and cushiony, even more prevalent when he takes the edges and slowly pulls it up and out.

It was able to wrap around him with ease, and it certainly felt warm in his hands, but... that coloring. It was basically a patchwork job of pink and blue stripes covering the top, the underside being a bit more normal with a simple, one fabric black. The only question on his mind though, who sent this? Grandma had stopped sewing long ago, only returning to teach him to at least hand stitch a hole closed. None of his friends really even liked the idea of getting near a machine...

A mystery for the ages, for sure. But at least whoever make this strange thing thought of him! The comforting idea making Daniel hold the warm blanket tight against his body... But what now? It was certainly late, the sun having gone down just a bit ago...