[open] FALALALALA-- a holiday post

[starswing]

Lovingly stolen from Cal, for the most part.



HAPPY HOLIDAYS

play with me



PROMPTS-

1. Mistletoe Kisses - for the shipper in all of us

2. Christmas Gift Exchange - IT'S YOUR WHAT IN A BOX

3. Hot drinks and blankets - nothing beats a cuddle huddle

4. Epic Holiday Baking - will the cookies survive this year we just don't know

5. New Year's Kisses - for the new year shipper in all of us

6. Winter Wonderland - good for snowball fights, sledding shenanigans, or ice-skating mishaps

7. Christmas Parties - if you don't do all the cool holiday dances who even are you

8. Decorating for the Holidays - tinsel makes for a good lasso

9. Why is the Eggnog Spiked - no it ALWAYS tasted that funny

10. WILDCARD - have fun, cause mayhem

[ Pick a person and a prompt, or leave a blank comment and I'll make up something. Come at me, bros. ]

Comments

[heartsteals]

[ naturally, Lupin's thoughts mirror her own. This has to be Cardia's first Christmas; those few years she lived before meeting him were spent all alone in one room, for the most part. He'd be doing her a great disservice if he didn't make this holiday a special one. The other boys all think the same thing, of course - but, naturally, it's more important for him. She's his darling treasure, after all.

But he very much wasn't expecting her to beat him to the punch. He looks genuinely surprised to see her with an armful of presents (and a bow around her neck? there may be a faint blush dusting his cheeks.) ]

Ah... Merry Christmas, Cardia. [ pause. ] My lady, surely those boxes can't all be for me...?

[ though if they are... he'd be happy... does she love him that much?! ]

[discardia]

Are they not supposed to be?

[ She thought she'd learned as much as she could about Christmas and the act of gift-giving, but maybe she'd been wrong? Cardia hesitates for a few seconds-- but then pushes on. ]

... Even if they're not, they are. I was told that presents were for everything you were grateful for, and when I thought about it, there was a lot.

[heartsteals]

[ she's got such a pure heart. Lupin is quick to feel guilty for making her doubt herself - he's quicker to feel a happy little skip in his pulse after her explanation. He's not terribly materialistic - ironic, for a thief, especially one who'd spent most of his childhood dirt poor - but suddenly, he really wants to open all of those. It doesn't even matter what's inside of them; they're full of her feelings, and that's better than any gift he could receive. ]

You're not wrong. I was just - surprised. Nobody's actually showered me in presents before. [ he rubs his nose. it's rare to see him shy, but his body language now suggests that he's actually a little flustered. ] ...You don't need to thank me for anything, you know. But... you're welcome.

[ a pause. he sighs, amused, as he pulls out a big bouquet of white and red roses from behind his back; there seems to be something attached to them. ]

You're really giving me a run for my money, though. Who could have guessed my dear lady would be this romantic? I'm a little troubled.

[discardia]

I asked everyone for help... or at least, advice. I really wanted to do it right.

[ And from the flustered way he's acting, maybe it means she actually succeeded. Not a whole lot catches Lupin off-guard, but she can't help but feel a sudden surge of quiet pride that she managed to.

And then she spots the flowers, and her face brightens further. ]

You shouldn't feel troubled! These are beautiful, Lupin!

[heartsteals]

[ she absolutely succeeded. She's so sweet he can hardly stand it! He feels like he should have gotten her more things, now - he knew he should have pulled a heist on the art museum last month when they were hosting all that royal jewelry, dammit. Oh well. ]

A beautiful girl deserves beautiful flowers. [ he maintains his confidence nonetheless, holding the bouquet out towards her with a smile. ] So you, of course, deserve more than that. Put those boxes down for a moment and check the card.

[ he's referring to the envelope attached to the bouquet where there would normally be a tag. In it is a plain card, addressed to her in Lupin's sweeping handwriting - and inside that card are two more little pieces of paper. They're tickets to the theater - a ballet troupe all the way from Russia is visiting for the holidays to put on a performance of The Nutcracker, and he's obtained a pass in for both of them. (How he got them is probably better left to the imagination.) ]

[discardia]

[ Please don't steal from the royal family, Lupin. Cardia loves you but even she can't save you from Elizabeth and Leonhardt.

And besides, she seems more than thrilled with what he's gotten her, head tilted in curiosity at first when she does indeed lower the boxes and open the envelope-- until she lights up. ]

The ballet? Really??

[ She's heard of the ballet, of course, she takes in all sorts of new things as often as she can, but she's also heard they're a big deal and rather expensive. ]

[heartsteals]

[ HE'D HAPPILY GO TO JAIL FOR YOU CARDIA!!! ]

Yup. I thought you might enjoy it. Saint-Germain can tell you about culture all he wants, but things like that are better experienced.

[ he grins at her happy reaction - sure, he's still feeling like he didn't do enough, but at least he managed to satisfy her a little bit. He'll just have to make up for the rest later. ]

I got us some good seats, too. You'll like it.