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[aesthetic_mojo]

Christmas with Father? Don't fucking think so.

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[lapsedsaint]

No.

[aesthetic_mojo]

*soft laugh* No? Maine is beautiful this time of year. The house will be decorated and the food......

[lapsedsaint]

I don't think you want to, either.

[aesthetic_mojo]

Dear Gods, no. I'd very much like to hide here. Under blankets. With hot toddies.

*looks at him oddly* Midnight Mass? Do you do that?

[lapsedsaint]

*He nods.* I do. And morning Mass, too. I spend a lot of time in Church at Christmas.

[aesthetic_mojo]

Midnight and morning? Really?

[lapsedsaint]

Yes. I usually drink in between. But maybe this year, we could go and find some food?

[aesthetic_mojo]

*light cough* Yes, maybe that would be a better plan.

Should we...decorate?

[lapsedsaint]

Do you normally decorate?

[aesthetic_mojo]

No. I tried one year in London but Stanley didn't like the blinking lights so I gave up.

[lapsedsaint]

Perhaps...

Perhaps we could start our own tradition and find something that the kittens like.

[aesthetic_mojo]

Did you decorate? Is there anything you'd like to include?

[lapsedsaint]

Sometimes. But never much.

I think should should discuss it with the monsters.

[aesthetic_mojo]

Discuss it? *frowns a little* In the way that hurts your head or by holding up sample ornaments?

[lapsedsaint]

By holding up sample ornaments and seeing what they do around flashing lights.

A small, artificial tree? Maybe one that is pre-lit?

[aesthetic_mojo]

I think I'd like that. But green, yes? Not white or silver. We could go out today and buy up a selection?

Unless you tell me not to, I will probably spoil you with gifts. *laughs* Even if you tell me not to.

[lapsedsaint]

Definitely green. Let's do that. And whichever ones we don't like, let's donate.

Since you will, regardless of what I tell you, I won't comment.

[aesthetic_mojo]

I like that. Could we, if the monsters will agree, but lights up on the balcony? *Her voice goes soft* I always wanted to decorate.

Is there anything you'd like, darling?

[lapsedsaint]

Lights on the balcony? Of course.

You.

[aesthetic_mojo]

Wonderful. They'll be beautiful.

*sighs* Darling, you have me. I said yes and everything.

[lapsedsaint]

Then I have everything I want.

[aesthetic_mojo]

You are an utterly impossible romantic.

[lapsedsaint]

Is this bad?

[aesthetic_mojo]

Occasionally frustrating, but not bad.

It throws me, that's all.

[lapsedsaint]

Oh. Sorry?

[aesthetic_mojo]

*with mock severity* Yes, you should apologize. It's confusing. *her tone softens* We used to fight about the color of the sky. I keep expecting you to argue with me. Confusing.

[lapsedsaint]

Should I stop?

[aesthetic_mojo]

Impossible man. Do you want to fight with me?

Although....making up could be fun.

[lapsedsaint]

We could skip the fighting and just make up?

[aesthetic_mojo]

And how does that work?

Exactly?

[lapsedsaint]

Do you really not know? Or are you teasing me?

[aesthetic_mojo]

*waggles eyebrows* I wouldn't want to do it wrong.

[lapsedsaint]

You haven't done it wrong yet.

[aesthetic_mojo]

*makes a very small noise, actually blushes* Good to know.

Shall we try this now? While we're thinking of it?

[lapsedsaint]

If you'd like.

[aesthetic_mojo]

I would.

Unless you have some other idea.

[lapsedsaint]

No. I like that idea.

[aesthetic_mojo]

Good. *takes him by the shirt front and starts leading him back to the bedroom* This might take a while.

[lapsedsaint]

We have all day.

[aesthetic_mojo]

Perfect.

*starts unbuttoning the shirt as the approach the bed*

[lapsedsaint]

*He laughs* Agreed.

[aesthetic_mojo]

[[proceeds to do an awful lot of things to her fiance that can not be described here</>]

[lapsedsaint]

*proceeds to enjoy it in ways that also cannot be described here*