O Tannenbaum

[maverick-blades.livejournal.com]

[Not really a tune you associate with ice picks, jigs, dremels and hand saws, right? Relax, Christmas is one of Rikka's favorite times of year. In fact, he's very pleased to have found in one of the more popular "forests" a twenty-one foot vertical slab of ice to practice carving into a tree. He's dressed plenty warm in a (you-guessed-it) black sweater and hot pink pants, though his cheeks, nose and ears are bright pink from the twinkling frost nipping at his skin, and even has the company of some very random Christmas tunes and of course, an assortment of adorable forest animals. The sparkling shards of ice and slush are melting into his silver hair and crunching under his sneakers, but he doesn't seem to notice. The tree he's carving is... lacking for sure, but it's starting to have branches here and there. He's trying, okay ;; It's a performance piece. He might even have some hot coffee or chocolate nearby.]

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[maverick-blades.livejournal.com]

*he's got his tongue poked out in concentration as he labors over a spike in the ice, looking baffled when he somehow manages to saw the whole thing off, cursing under his breath when it shatters under him causing a little huddle of squirrels to scatter*

[twilit-papa.livejournal.com]

[was that a chuckle? he's trying to hide his little grin in his scarf when he ducks his head down, but those eyes on you are looking pretty merry.]

[maverick-blades.livejournal.com]

*he catches wind of your familiar scent (which is much easier now that Daddy's having Darkness issues), and turns to see if you're there*

Papa. Hey.

[twilit-papa.livejournal.com]

Planning on having Christmas outside this year?

[he's already figured out what you're attempting to make]

[maverick-blades.livejournal.com]

*T__T ♥ yay*

No, just bored. And I had to get away from the crying.

[twilit-papa.livejournal.com]

Kira's or your mom's?

[he'd been busy making baby!Rikka's Christmas gift, but he'll be surprised if it's Kira and Rikka's out here.]

[maverick-blades.livejournal.com]

The Twins'. I forgot how loud Sanyu was. I wanted to stuff him in a soundproof box when I was little.

*frowns a little*

[twilit-papa.livejournal.com]

[oh good, it isn't Sora getting depressed. ;;]

You were pretty loud yourself when you wanted to be.

[maverick-blades.livejournal.com]

*nuoooo, Mama loves Christmas, even though he's like to sleep right through it with the amount of sleep he's been getting; his ears turn a little pink, but he brushes it off*

Not as loud as Kira, or Sanyu.

*he gets a little quiet, before looking over at you*

You're staying with us for Christmas, aren't you Papa?

[twilit-papa.livejournal.com]

[he was worried more about it being from the pregnancy, but it's good that Sora's in good spirits.]

Hmm... I might need some convincing.

[his arms are spreading in an open invitation: papa wants a hug ;;]

[maverick-blades.livejournal.com]

Jeez, I have to convince you?

*though he does hop down and give you a hug around the middle -- damn it if he didn't inherit Mama's height ;;*

[twilit-papa.livejournal.com]

Make sure it's some good convincing, too. That's a lot of diapers to change waiting for us.

[oh good his dastardly plot to get Rikka to give him hugs is working! he doesn't mind if he's short, either. all the easier to wrap his arms around and hug warmly.]

[maverick-blades.livejournal.com]

You mean for you and Mama and Dad to change.

*indeed very dastardly, but it is Christmas Eve; he might snuggle a little even*