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.]

Comments

[daddyhasagun.livejournal.com]

[this is her cackling like a crazy person because you fell for it]

[maverick-blades.livejournal.com]

*well, you are (a) a horrible sister sometimes and (b) hang around Aden a lot, so... and your laughter kind of scares him, so he's just going to go back to working on his sculpture now ;;*

[daddyhasagun.livejournal.com]

Hey! You didn't finish all of your soup!

[maverick-blades.livejournal.com]

Hey! I don't know what the fuck's in it! You know I hate eating pork.

*rolls his eyes*

[daddyhasagun.livejournal.com]

[giggle]

Silly. I was just kidding. It's chicken vegetable with little dumplings.

[maverick-blades.livejournal.com]

*he is still huffy, and pouts*

[daddyhasagun.livejournal.com]

[have a kiss to the cheek~]

Do you have any requests for dinner?

[maverick-blades.livejournal.com]

*he shall tolerate that*

No. Something... edible?

[daddyhasagun.livejournal.com]

My food is always edible!

[maverick-blades.livejournal.com]

>__>

Mostly.

[daddyhasagun.livejournal.com]

More than mostly! You don't complain when I bake.

[maverick-blades.livejournal.com]

Well, Mama can't really do much right now, so it's not in my best interest to complain. You put too much salt in shit.

[daddyhasagun.livejournal.com]

[................ dinner will be so bland and tasteless that it will make you cry]

[maverick-blades.livejournal.com]

*he's a man, he doesn't cry*

[daddyhasagun.livejournal.com]

[you will when it's also dry as a desert]

[maverick-blades.livejournal.com]

*he doesn't have to eat it, if you're gonna be all vindictive about it*

[daddyhasagun.livejournal.com]

[vindictive is such a dirty word, she's making a point]

[maverick-blades.livejournal.com]

*you're making it vindictively and messing with a teenage boy's food intake*

[daddyhasagun.livejournal.com]

[oh don't be dramatic she'll have a backup meal prepared because she's not evil]

[maverick-blades.livejournal.com]

*... did you just ask him not to be dramatic?*

[daddyhasagun.livejournal.com]

[is it too much to ask?]