kingdomdressing | snuggled up together like two birds of a feather would be ☆

[ Things are a little different this Christmas Eve. It's the first holiday season in years that many residents will be able to spend outdoors, and whatever drives the place has gone all out to make things festive. There are white lights and ruby garland strung up around lamp posts, red bows and wreathes adorning buildings. Even the trams are decorated, lit up on the outside and warm and cozy inside. There's a chill in the air, but for the most part it isn't too uncomfortable. Trees stripped bare of leaves by the change in seasons have had their leaves replaced by lights, and the occasional tree in the park bears large, shining baubles.

The ball this year is held in a new building, something that's popped up on the outskirts of the residential area overnight. (Of course, no one will be able to get inside until much later in the evening.) The park's a little smaller and crowded as a result, but not by much. It, like much of the outdoors, is covered in white. A light snow has been falling since early afternoon, resulting in a glistening bed of frost over the ground, the trees, and every rooftop. Much of it stretches out past the area, giving a wintery cover to most worlds. The fountains in Radiant Garden have frozen over into chaotic ice sculptures, and enough snow for a snowman (or snowmouse) can be found in Traverse Town, while the sound of carols comes from nowhere in particular in Disney Town. Hopefully no one tries to take the tram to Halloween Town for purposes of sneaking into Christmas Town. That world is barred off from entry no matter how hard anyone tries.

Somewhere around six in the evening, the doors to the ballroom open and remain so. Large wreathes decorated with red ribbon and crystal clear baubles hang on the doors. The building itself is decorated simply and tastefully, with red ribbons and streamers, dimmed lights and soft, instrumental music, perfect for the pristine dance floor. The ceiling, a true highlight of the room, is made of framed glass and gives a perfect, pristine view of the stars and snowfall outside. The tree this year is decorated with red, pale green, white, and more clear glass ornaments. Strangely enough, each is marked with a small tag. Just a simple old strip of paper, blank until someone gets close enough to see their name appear on one special ornament, in swirling red script. There are birds, hearts, stars... all kinds of simple, precious ornaments there to take. Maybe they mean something.

Like any good party in the DR, there's plenty of food. In the back room, separated from the ballroom by frosted glass walls, there are tables with glass tops and sheer white tablecloths, the largest of which is rectangular and has a placement of ham, roast birds, casseroles and vegetables, with nuts, popcorn, pretzels and cheeses further down. There are two smaller, round tables, one with drinks (non-alcoholic eggnog, ciders, and hot cocoa), and one with sweets like pudding, cookies, fudge, and sugared fruits. A group of much smaller, more cozy and personal tables are scattered in the corner near the food, with delicate placements decorated with classic red poinsettias. ]

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[Thank you, whatever deity is in charge of the dressing room, for putting her in a suit.]

[Hey, wanna trade? This Riku's been put in a dress. It's a mystery how it's staying on him, since he doesn't have the boobs to hold the top up.]

[No thanks. He'll get some raised eyebrows when she catches sight of him, though. Nice color, that.]

[Damn. And it is a nice color, not too bright. He doesn't stand out that badly. He's going to come over and complain at her once he spots her.]

I hate this place.

[She looks incredibly amused, because now she can tell which Riku this is. Not that she's met him more than once.]

Welcome to the dressing room.

You said we couldn't leave, not that the world had a sadistic sense of humor.

[He pulls at the skirt, scowling at it. At least it's ankle-length and he's not as cold as he could be.]

Forgot to mention that.

[She'll just be over here enjoying her pants.]

[Scowling forever. Your pants can go die in a fire.]

You did.

I think you'll live. Lucky you, showing up just in time for Christmas.

Yeah, lucky.

[Sarcasm, all of the sarcasm.]

At least I don't have to get anyone any presents.

True enough. I guess you lucked out there.

I just have to prevent myself from making any friends and I'll be good for next year, too.

[He's joking, of course.]

Good luck with that.

[Not that she has very many friends, but you know how hard it can be to make them with people like... Soras and Kairis walking around.]

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Riku!

[you're pretty lucky she can't really run in her dress, Riku! because otherwise you'd probably be barreled over. she's moving as fast as she can toward her, and is toting along her present bag!]

[Hips.

Sorry, what?]

Hey, Sora.

Hold on.

[try not to get distracted by butt when she drops the bag beside her and bends over to dig out Riku's present. ta-da! she straightens again shortly after with a small, pale blue-wrapped box and a bag of cookies. the box contains, of all things, a bracelet. it doesn't really look like it belongs on one particular gender, neither thick nor terribly delicate. it's gold and silver braided together, with a few turquoise gems trapped amongst the weave.]

Here! It's not much, since I wasn't really sure what to get you. Next year it'll definitely be something more personal.

Wh-- Thanks.

[Riku looks surprised, but takes the box and bag carefully. She's in the doorway that separates the dance area from the food area. Assuming she can open it right now, she will, and the jewelry will surprise her a lot. Her mindset makes her automatically associate most jewelry with girls and girly things, but this looks very nice.]

Is it okay? I didn't want to pick anything too girly, 'cause that doesn't really seem to suit you, but all the stuff that was specifically for guys was boring, or just really clunky.

I know what you mean. But no, this is great. Really. Thank you.

[She seems like she means it, and like she honestly likes it!]

Awesome! I really did want to get you something, aside from cookies, I mean, so I'm glad you like it.

[oops, rambling a bit there.]

I like it. It and the cookies. But so much for telling you not to.

[She should noogie her, dress and everything.]

[don't you dare, she can't get away dressed like this!]

You can't escape presents, Riku!

So I've heard. They're quick, huh?

[Oh no, she looks like she's planning something. Not a noogie, though.]

They can be.

[...what's with that look.]

Think it's possible to outrun them?

[Oh, nothing.]

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