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YET ANOTHER PSL AU POST BECAUSE WE ARE MONSTERS.



LITERALLY.


Kinda the premise.

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[curriculum_fictae]

Your grandmum never did anything?

[eyediot]

No, she wasn't that interested in, ah. Family holidays.

[curriculum_fictae]

... That's terrible, Jonah. Even I had that.

[eyediot]

[He shrugs, resting elbows on his knees looking up at it all still.]

Hard to enjoy a family holiday when most of the family is gone.

[curriculum_fictae]

N-no, I. I understand completely. It turned into the same thing with me.

[eyediot]

Sorry to hear that. But. We've got a new family now, right?

[He smiles a little, looking at the other three around them.]

[curriculum_fictae]

[ Algric follows his gaze, smiling too. and reaching a hand out for Jonah's waist. ]

Yes. We ... we really do.

[eyediot]

[He leans into Algric so easily, this whole day making him soft. New experiences for the Archivist still, even if it's not feeding anything.]

So. What do you want to do?

[curriculum_fictae]

Drink a lot, exchange some gifts? And - well. Food is hit or miss, but ...

[eyediot]

We can always try the food.

...Though I wonder if drinks would do anything...

[curriculum_fictae]

We can find out?

[ Algric heads over to fetch a wine bottle. ]

[eyediot]

[Jonah watches him, leaning a bit.]

No time like the present to experiment, right?

[curriculum_fictae]

I'd say so.

[ He fetches a ... corkscrew. And starts working at it. ]

[eyediot]

[It's fine, he's not that bothered by it. (Jon somewhere else feels a twinge but doesn't know why)

He'll get up and get some glasses at least.]

I... Is it wrong to hope I can be affected by it?

[curriculum_fictae]

I mean, I hope to be affected by it, personally. That is the pount.

[eyediot]

It is. So let's find out.

[He's leaning a bit into his space watching the progress. The most annoying feral cat.]

[curriculum_fictae]

[ Excuse you, Jonah. Martin shoos him a bit. ]

Give me a moment.

[eyediot]

Fine, fine.

[Sitting back, looking around instead.]


....Diiiiid you need any help?

[curriculum_fictae]

[ Algric makes a face, but the cork finally comes away with a pop. ]

Give me your glass.

[eyediot]

[Heh. He'll slide both glasses his direction.]

It was an honest offer.

[curriculum_fictae]

If you're any ruder, I won't give you your present.

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[eyediot]

I wasn't being rude!

[eyediot]

But... You. Got me a present?

[curriculum_fictae]

It's Christmas.

[eyediot]

[Like he definitely got Algric and Tim something, and a shared thing for the other twins, but...

Somehow the idea he was getting anything is a foreign thought.]

I-i see.