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[kayakking]

YET ANOTHER PSL AU POST BECAUSE WE ARE MONSTERS.



LITERALLY.


Kinda the premise.

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Re: A holiday scene

[eyediot]

[Jon himself welcomed the distraction from what was coming for him. Even if the boxes coming down had been an exercise in his own physical weakness. He only had the vague st memories of colored lights and music before it was all gone. Even the beach front had more generic, wholesale decorations around the streets than anything homey.

He sits next to Tim, looking at all of it.]

I think it's more than I've ever done. Didnt even decorate the break room this much.

[kayakking]

[There is that steady warmth from Tim, but one can pretend its coming from the fire.]

That break room was barely decorated at all. And there was always something from last season still up.

That was an absolute crime.

[eyediot]

[He shrugs a bit, settling in with his tea.]

It was never a holiday in my home growing up.

[It had started that way, until it was a ciuple of gifts then nothing. Too much effort for his grandmother really, not when she was already doing so much.]

[kayakking]

No? Suppose it's not for everyone. I.. uh, kinda like it.

[eyediot]

I didn't say I didn't like it. It just. Wasn't something my grandmother was all that interested in.

[kayakking]

Oh. Oh.

[He leans lightly against Jon, looking over the array of work in its vibrant glory.]

Well... There's time for new memories, you know?

[eyediot]

[Is it any wonder Jon "no fun allowed" Sims turned out the way he did? What a pitiful non-childlike childhood.

He leans with Tim's weight a bit.]

Yes, I agree. Especially if it's. [If it's the last thing he gets to see.] It'll be good.

[kayakking]

[He could finish the sentence himself. It was hard NOT to think. (A little hideous part of him curled a little warmer at the thought, so the rest railed back, stubbornly ignoring it.)]

It should. The real espionage we need to engage in this year is going to be getting the recipe for the wine, did you smell that?

[eyediot]

It filled up the whole kitchen, it was hard to miss! Lord, we'll figure that out.

[kayakking]

I suspect it's part of that Central European magic of, we're just going to grab a handful of whatever and suddenly, it's good.

[eyediot]

It makes no sense but it works.

[kayakking]

All the time, the real proof of withcraft was already here.

[eyediot]

I always knew Martin had some supernatural disposition. Should have known it was this all along. Do you remember that stew he brought in once? I still have no idea what was in it.

[curriculum_fictae]

[ Martin has been very mushy with Jonah, but he still has time to find Jon too. ]

It's lovely, isn't it?

[eyediot]

[He's just as happy with the company of Algric as he is Martin or Tim.]

It is. Didn't think anyone had this many decorations in one home.

[curriculum_fictae]

I'm a bit terrified, in fact.

[eyediot]

Of the fact he has more outdoor decorations upstairs still? Yes, I'm also terrified.

[curriculum_fictae]

The fifteenth fear. Christmas decorations.

[eyediot]

All spawning from Tim's attic. Truly the most horrifying.

[curriculum_fictae]

Does that mean Tim's the avatar?

[eyediot]

I... suppose it would, yes. The most chaotic of Christmas spirits.

[curriculum_fictae]

It does suit him.

... Can I get you something to drink?

[eyediot]

[He smiles at Algric, thinking back to those first few days he'd been in this timeline.]

I'm all right. But thank you.

[curriculum_fictae]

[ He's much more stable now, even if the Lonely has made its return to him again. His relationship with it is comfortable now. And ... well.

There's a quiet happiness to him now. ]

You sure? I could fix some tea.

[eyediot]

I'm sure.

[He loves seeing it. He hopes one day his Martin can have this kind of happiness.]

Don't think I can imagine how this year would have ended without you here.