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[dawningcoast]

[ There is an older Riku standing outside her house this morning. The house she shares with her... well her Red, and her son. The house connected with her timeline's Kai and Axel's house. The house that is now decorated on her side in the spirit of Christmas.

It's more like the spirit of Christmas puked all over her house, rolled around in it, then strung up the remains along the windows with some tinsel. She is staring in dumbstruck horror at the lights, the wreathes, the plastic and inflatable figurines, the lit-up wire deer on the roof and electric icicles hanging everywhere. Her home looks like the Space Paranoids version of a gingerbread house, and she's really happy she doesn't have to pay any bills in the DR. ]

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[stillunburned.livejournal.com]

[As if SENSING SOMETHING IS WRONG, her Red is heading outside the house now, though he stops abruptly as soon as something Christmas-y comes into view. Which mostly means he's standing in the doorway, looking sort of disbelieving.]

[dawningcoast]

[omfg no, go protect my baby from these horrors-]

You don't want to come out here.

[stillunburned.livejournal.com]

I believe you. I already feel like I'm going to vomit tinsel or something.

[dawningcoast]

Try not to.

[She honestly will not be surprised if he does vomit something up, but right now she's prodding a great big inflatable Santa right on the nose. Watch it sway.]

[shadedlight]

[Must not laugh must not laugh must not--oh hell, forget it, it's funny, and this Riku has stopped to chuckle at those decorations.]

I think you need to decorate a bit more.

[dawningcoast]

[She gestures at the monstrosity littering her yard. And roof. And house.]

Does this look like my style to you?

[shadedlight]

[Needs moar lights.]

Could be. I thought maybe you had finally lost it...or the Dressing Room just dumped Christmas on your house.

[stillunburned.livejournal.com]

You sure? It would probably make this place look a little nicer.

[Man, the last thing he wanted was that fat prick on his lawn.]

[dawningcoast]

[Good God, no. She taps the side of her head.]

Still sane. Last I checked. This is all the Dressing Room.

[dawningcoast]

[This is why you're on the naughty list.]

Yes. It might come alive and start singing carols.

[Now watch her JUMP A FUCKING MILE when she walks past a Rudolph and activates a censor for it to raise its glowing head.]

[stillunburned.livejournal.com]

[Sorry he'll just be here cracking up at her.]

[dawningcoast]

[She looks ready to hit the damn thing.]

Shut up.

[Tiny hands on the back of your legs, Red. Hi, daddy.]

[stillunburned.livejournal.com]

Language.

[Hello, brat. He's turning to pick the tiny-handed one up. What do you think of all this mess, Aden?]

[dawningcoast]

[He looks really freaked out! He doesn't protest being picked up at all, and attaches to Red like he's made of glue. Riku's counting reindeer on their roof-- what the fuck.]

We have a chimney.

[shadedlight]

[He stuffs his hands in his pockets and walks over to check out all the stuff on the lawn.]

I guess I'm lucky that I only have an apartment right now, then. Have you tried taking anything down yet?

[dawningcoast]

No. I'm not sure I want to find out what'll happen if I do.

[Everything is so festive and adorable and jolly fat Santas and reindeer and oh man. Also having an apartment won't save you, Riku.]

[shadedlight]

[So far, his apartment remains un-Christmased, so hah. He prods an inflatable snowman with his foot.]

It'd probably just go right back to the way it was.

[stillunburned.livejournal.com]

[He bounces Aden a bit absently, holding him close in a way that hopefully shields most of this Christmas bullshittery from him.]

...but we don't have a fireplace.

[dawningcoast]

At the least.

[Or maybe it would give her MORE decorations. Or decorate the inside of her house. Or her.]

[dawningcoast]

Maybe we should check the rooms just in case one popped up.

[Aden's whining, balling his hands up in Red's shirt and eying the display outside warily. Very unusual behavior from the boy who normally only frets when he can't find his parents.]

[stillunburned.livejournal.com]

[He's trying not to seem too amused over Aden's antics and pets his hair, shushing him gently.]

I think our brat has a problem with the decorations.

[dawningcoast]

[She looks back to them and then makes her way up to the door, frowning. Aden will be reaching for her, but not until she's close enough.]

What's wrong?

[stillunburned.livejournal.com]

[Red'll have no problem with handing him over.]

Maybe there's too many lights.

[dawningcoast]

[Riku has no problem taking him, but Aden isn't letting go of Red, either. He wants both his parents. Riku looks weirded out.]

Maybe.

...That is the third time lj has eaten half of my comment :|

[mendedcrayon.livejournal.com]

[You have effectively stunned one Nami. She was on her way to give her family a visit and break some news to Mama but has stopped to stare at the Chrismas-y monstrosity that is Riku's house.]