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... what?

A Christmas tree. To spruce up the place. You could use a little holiday cheer around here.

Puns, really? You're doing puns now?

[ Because his sense of humor is of course elevated far beyond that... ]

I don't even get a tree for my apartment usually.

[ There's never been much of a point. ]

Bah Humbert.

[ That is quite possibly the worst thing he's ever heard.

Excuse him while he laughs until he's actually wheezing. ]

[Yeah, that's better. You should definitely laugh more Graham.]

Hey, if you get a tree for the station I won't have to bring gingerbread or peppermint coffee to try and force some holiday into your life.

You wouldn't!

[ No seriously man, that does not sound appealing why would you do that to him? ]

I would and I think you are well aware of it. Or do I have to bring back the pumpkin spice latte.

I am not dragging a tree into the station, Rip!

[ He does enough dragging lugging your sleeping ass around town! ]

Well, no. You are a very busy Sheriff, of course.

I was more thinking along the lines of helping you out a bit. I could bring one down to the station for you.

[ Nooooo not the cute, why? ]

Oh.

Well, I suppose that'd be all right...

Really?

[That was easier than he had expected it to be, actually. But he wasn't going to complain.]

I will make sure I do not pick out one that will be too big and get in your way, Sheriff.

[And he's grinning bright and cheerful now, offering the cup of coffee he'd been withholding. And yes, Graham. That is real coffee.]

[ Look he's basically a big softie and you are the most endearing person he knows.

Oh good, coffee. He'll be grabbing that eagerly now, yes. ]

I trust your judgment. Try not to fall asleep under it.

You should see the one Wolf picked out. Almost too tall, the top is touching the roof.

Your dog is not picking the tree for the station.

Wolf has impeccable taste, you know. But you have nothing to worry about. I plan on choosing this one on my own.

No offense intended, you know Wolf is my homeboy.

Homeboy?

[Must not laugh]

Yep, we're bros.

[ Come on, you know you want to. ]

He's da bomb.

[Yeah, Ripley can't hold it back any longer. He's dying laughing now, hands on his knees.]

You are terrible, Graham.

You like it.

[ Said with a most charming grin. ]

You are very lucky I do.

[He gives an amused smile to match, catching his breath.]

So before I bring you bright and cheerful lights to go with it, might want to draw a line on how much Christmas Cheer you can handle.

Sure, I'm the lucky one.

[ Actually he does thing so, but that wouldn't make for very good friendly banter. ]

How much Christmas cheer were you planning on bringing?

Well, it is my favorite holiday. Just trying to give you fair warning before you come in to find I've decked the halls a little too well.

Rip, it's a police station, do try to have some restraint.

I promise not to make the power blow?

You are not hanging lights outside, forget it.

I was just teasing, Sheriff Bah Humbert.

Just the basics. The tree would just look depressing in the station, without any lights on it.

Basics are allowed.

You will thank me when I am done, you know. It will make your work days a bit brighter, and this time no pun actually intended there. You spend an awful lot of time cooped up in here when you are not collecting Leroy or out on some Storybrooke brand emergency.

What for?

[~~The Grinch~~ Regina abides.]

The holidays. Storybrooke could use some extra Christmas cheer. There is not enough space for one in the Café or I would have suggested that, too.

There has to be a more appropriate place than the station, Mr. Willems.

[She can't imagine how anyone could take the sheriff station seriously if it were nicely decorated.

Following up on the first thought...]

What business do you have there to begin with?

Bringing our dedicated Sheriff his daily caffeine dose on my way home from work.

Really, Madame Mayor, it is such a dreary sort of office. It is not as if we have much need for locking up criminals here in Storybrooke. A handful of weeks out of the year to be a bit brighter would not kill anyone.

I can think of a few more places that could also use a tree.

It would make the place look awfully unprofessional. Crimes can happen anytime, even here. I cannot see the Sheriff approving, either.

[He does, however, raise a point: holiday spirit is something some people seem to... have. Playing on it might do a lot less harm than suppressing it once more. Nevertheless-- ]

And I cannot think of anyone who would be willing to set up trees throughout Storybrook.

I was planning on volunteering myself for exactly that task.

I have been offering to set them up in different locations around the town, but being the mayor, I need your permission to put one up in the station. The Sheriff was willing to allow it.

Of course, if you do not think it is a good idea, I will refrain, but I would like to mention that most folks passing through our little town seem to have a habit of stopping by the station.

It would make a good impression on them, how spirited and thoughtful our Mayor is, to have coordinated this sort of town-wide tradition.

[There are no words for how much she hates Ripley at this very moment. There is also no logical explanation for it - unless one is willing to count the fact that Ripley was right about something Regina disapproved of.

Christmas, to her, is similar to a neighbor's annoying dog: no matter how desperately one wants to hang it, everybody seems to love the disgusting mutt, so the murder would be unwise.

... That doesn't mean one can't drop a piece of (not lethally) poisonous meat off in the neighbor's yard on occasion to assure oneself at least a couple of days of blissful silence.

In this case, the not lethally poisonous meat was the not-to-be-decorated sheriff station, which would make Christmas not miserable for everyone, but at least for those who end up at the station a lot.]

For all I care, you can put up trees wherever you want as long as they bother no-one.

The station, however, remains as it is.

Far be it from me to upset the balance of the town. I will leave the station off of my route of holiday cheer.

[He would just have to find some other way to keep Graham's month festive. Maybe he would surprise the Sheriff and put a tree up at his place? That would probably earn a frown, even from him.

He would just have to convince the man to go with him to find a tree. It was a shame, though. He had been amused by the prospect of a month of Christmas lights greeting the Sheriff.]

Would you like me to bring you a tree?

[It was hard to bring Ripley down, especially during the Holidays. Regina could block him wherever she wanted, he would still find a way to make the Holidays bright.

[Holiday cheer. Why, oh why --

Oh.

Oh, there is something Regina had not taken into consideration. More like 'someone'. Namely her son, who would probably approve of some holiday cheer. Who might stop calling her the Evil Queen, if she would bite back her hatred for the season (and her feelings on how a Christmas tree hardly fit into her home simply based on the looks of such a thing).]

Henry would like it a lot. And who can deny him such a joy?

[Arguing-with-Ripley-wise, this is a sort of defeat, though. Which doesn't help her attitude towards him even in the slightest.]

[Ripley smiled, cheerfully and as carelessly as if he had not actually intended to make her miserable with the suggestion. Surprisingly, he had not, but even he could notice the displeasure the Mayor had in agreeing to it. Which was an interesting observation.

What did she have against Christmas, anyway?]

I will make sure the two of you get the liveliest tree, then. I hope you have a fantastic day, Madame Mayor.

When is the best time to bring the tree by?

[Politely put, the happiness of other people is not one of her priorities.]

Wednesday, before 4 p.m., if possible? Henry will not be around, and it is meant to be a surprise for him.

[That almost makes her seem nice and motherly.]

I hope you, too, have a nice day, Mr. Willems.

[Choke on a fork.]

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Ignore if it's too late! ^^;

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I apologize for Regina's... metaphor-thing. /)_(\

I like it

._. yes good

This thread is good

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