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joy to the world, we have some peace and quiet

Who: everyone ever \o/
What: Christmas all over the world
Where: everywhere \o/
When: Christmas

It was perfect. It was Christmas morning and for one day there was peace throughout the universe.
There were presents to be open, feasts to be had and company to enjoy.

Merry Christmas!

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"Oughta just sic my brave warrior on you two and be done with it." Amy muttered darkly, but laughed as Josi ducked.

"You get plenty of love around here!" She nodded towards Song, who was ripping open her present with wild abandon. If she liked that one...Amy cast about for the matching present, frowning as she saw it pushed back beneath the tree out of her reach. Oh for Pete's sake.

"Your other one's back-" She turned back to Song, then shifted uncomfortably at the look on her face. Oh. Maybe she should've just stuck to the Orpheus one...but at Song's words, she mock-gagged.

"Sap alert!"

"A plushie?" He crossed his arms, pretending to look mortified. "I don't even get an action figure?" Actually, maybe this was a better idea. Action figures usually had this strange habit of getting blown up, disfigured as pet chew toys, or with limbs missing within days and weeks of being gifted. At least the plushie stood more of a chance of surviving.

He glanced at Amy, and then back at Song. "Nope, didn't feel anything at all. Guess you'll have to kiss me for real." He gave Amy a conspiratorial grin. "And if you think this is bad, it was a lot worse earlier this morning. Maple trees have nothing on us."

"Hmm... Maybe I'm just not trying hard enough. When you leave, I'll have to lock it inside some kind of bubble, and you'll have to let me know, when you get back, if trouble was mysteriously deflected away from you."
Yep, this seemed like a good plan. Grinning, she carried the plushie back over to Josiah's side of the room. Yasha sniffed at the toy as she passed, and she paused to scratch behind his ears before crawling back onto the couch with the doll tucked under her arm. Curling up again comfortably, she looked down at Josi with amusement. "Comfy down there?"

"You're lucky it's not a Ken doll." Hey, there was an idea for next year. And Maple trees...yeesh. "Yeah, well, Jalen and I can be sappy too." Somewhere in the back of her mind she wondered why she was trying to turn this into a contest.

"...Just ignore that. There's another for you Song, way back under here, but you can get it when you feel like it." She shrugged and contemplated moving to the couch, then decided she didn't want to invest the effort getting back up. Glancing over at Josi, she gestured to the ornament.

"That's a bit of McClure family tradition for you right there. My grandma - my dad's mom - used to make those. We hung them on the tree every year. I even made one myself when I was three. It doesn't look anywhere as nice as that one though." Grinning, she reached up to play with her locket again.

"Well, there's an idea to try," he murmured. He then turned to glare at Amy. "And if you ever give me a Ken doll for Christmas, so help me God, I will find a way to torment you for an entire year. I'll make sure Song never ever lets you rest from her curiosity." It was an idle threat, and they probably knew it, but the mere idea was amusing enough.

Amy's absent touch of her locket, though, caused his face to go almost carefully blank, as if the small item reminded him of something else. He got to his feet and gave the two women an apologetic smile. "If you'll excuse me, ladies."

Then he was gone, murmuring a quick but cheerful hello to Ash and Sora who were just coming in through the front door.

Song shifted automatically as if to follow, but didn't actually leave the sofa, only blinked after Josiah once he'd gone. Then she sat back and chewed on her bottom lip, the plushie momentarily forgotten.

She was like that for just a moment, before she shook off her worry (and that annoying sense of separation) and focused on Amy, regaining a smile.

"I bet I can guess what's in the other box. I'll open it later. Thanks, by the way. It's cute, for a voodoo doll." She winked.

Amy just stared at his abrupt departure before glancing down at the locket. She blinked and winced a little. Oh.

"...Yeah, I would've made you Lilith too, but I like my life...and my fingers had enough abuse anyway. Sewing's not really my thing, even when making 'voodoo dolls' for family." She tugged the neck of her shirt out slightly and dropped the necklace in before busying herself with luring Yasha over.

"Hey puppy, hey sweetie boy, come here. Want a cuddle for Christmas, hm?" It was probably a good thing Callie was still asleep, otherwise she'd be trying to guard her again...though Amy was more convinced that her dog was trying to guard Eli.

Yasha moved in his timid manner to Amy, head down and tail low, but eager for attention.

Meanwhile, Song was curling up tighter in her corner of the couch, still a little startled by Josi's sudden absence, and at the same time reminding herself that she really shouldn't be surprised at all.

And he'd left his feathers behind... They weren't as fun without him to play with, but they were still feathers.

"I guess I don't have the right to tease you, really," she spoke idly as she attempted to stick feathers on the Josiah doll. "I did get Aria a Sephiroth plushie..."

She smiled a bit as Yasha came closer, reaching out to scratch his head. She was going to hug this dog silly in a minute, seriously. He was so cute.

"..." Amy looked up, eyebrows raised. "You didn't. She's gonna be more weirded out than normal now." A giggle was starting, and she tried to stuff it down. No fair laughing at someone who wasn't in the room to whap them in revenge. But...what if Sephiroth saw it somehow? The giggle broke free and turned into a cackle as she buried her face against Yasha's fur.

Eyes still on the doll - which was beginning to look like a very odd bird - Song grinned wickedly. "I know. I'm horrible... I just couldn't think of anything else. Which reminds me, there's a present for you and one for Eli under the tree. If you want, I'll dig them out for you, since you're rather occupied and enormous right now."

Yasha was not at all opposed to being hugged. His tongue lulled out and he pawed at Amy as if trying to return the gesture.

"If you could- oof. I'd appreciate it!" Still laughing a little, she planted a kiss on Yasha's head and pulled away a bit, trying to avoid being squashed.

"Tell me you didn't make some sort of sword for it though. That really would be disturbing. 'Course, maybe not as disturbing as your Orpheus plushie in a tutu. Don't worry!" She added, flinging up a hand. "I swear I wasn't that demented."

"I was too busy with your present to do anything extra with hers." Abandoning her feathered Josi-doll, she went back to the tree and crawled under its wide branches, shuffling around through the bags and boxes until she found what she was looking for. Two rectangular and fairly flat boxes, one quite a bit heavier than the other, and both wrapped in paper similar to what she'd made for Josiah's gift.

"Here, let's trade." She pushed the presents towards Amy and snapped her fingers, which immediately brought Yasha to her.

"I should be worried about this then." Accepting the boxes, she examined each one carefully before slowly unwrapping the lightest one and setting the paper aside. Miss Sentimental strikes again.

The smaller present, once all the paper and cardboard was removed, turned out to be a dreamcatcher. It was adorned with beads of green, blue, and yellow, the colors of a grassy field under a clear sky...

"That's for Eli," she said unnecessarily.

"Oh, it's beautiful!" She ran her fingers over it, smiling. "Feels like auntie Song, too. I'll have Jalen hang this over the crib later." Setting it aside carefully, she touched it again briefly before unwrapping the other box. She just loved Christmas, and couldn't wait to see her son toddling around enjoying it.

The first thing she would see as she took the second present from its box was an ornate picture frame, carved from wood. It protected a drawing of Jalen standing on a hill, his sword rising from the ground in front of him and his hands resting on the pommel. He wore a very faint, almost amused smile on his face, and the whole picture was colored intricately by what looked like Prismacolor pencils.

In the right bottom corner, small words were written - , followed by a spiraling heart, and beneath it, Song's signature.

Oh my god. Oh my GOD. Oh my-

"SONG!" It was a squeal of absolute joy, and had she been able to, Amy would have tackled the other girl. Instead, she clutched the picture to her chest and hugged it tight before pulling it away to study more closely.

"Oh, this is just- It's-" There were words for this, she just couldn't find them at the moment. A rare thing for her.

"Thank you. Hee." Clutching the frame to her chest again, she beamed. "Thankyouthankyou."

Song just smiled, delighted by her friend's enthusiasm. That had definitely been worth a few hours of non-stop coloring and the resulting hand cramp.

"Hehe... I'm glad you like it. I kind of wonder what Jalen will think."

"Who says I'm gonna let him see it?" She teased, still hugging it. "Mine." Shaking her head, she finally set it down with the dreamcatcher. Her husband might think it just a tad weird to find her snuggling a picture frame that she refused to let him touch.

"I didn't show you what he got me." Reaching up, she fished the locket out from under her shirt and leaned forward a little so Song could see it better.
"My birthstone, his, Eli's, and a placeholder for Elena...and maybe one more." She'd blushed when he'd told her that, and did again now. "Um. It unfolds to hold four pictures. Beautiful, isn't it?"

She leaned forward to examine the locket, keeping an arm around Yasha so he wouldn't get in the way.
"It's lovely. Kind of perfect, really. You'll have to apologize to Jalen, I couldn't think of anything to give him. I mean, I new sword crossed my mind, but he seems pretty attached to the old one."

"Heh, I think so. I'll just wear it forever." Grinning at the sword comment, she tucked it back in her shirt.

"Yeah, that probably wouldn't have worked. I mean, you saw how attached he was to his boots. You can try and give him a new sword next year though, if I ever succeed in my threats of giving his to the Moogles for scrap." Amy traced a halo over her head, smiling angelically. "I'll apologize for you, but I'm sure he won't mind."

Song snickered quietly at the Moogle comment, shaking her head a bit, then having to accommodate Yasha as he attempted to be a lapdog, rolling over partially and managing to fit his front half onto her lap. His back end was still upright, putting him in a very odd and amusing twisted position. Apparently this was nothing new, as Song only grinned a little.

"So. The feathers weren't your idea, I take it?" That was still something of a mystery, though if it hadn't been Amy, then Mabry was the top suspect.

"Yasha looks like he'd be good at Twister. We should include him in our next game." A grin accompanied this suggestion before she tilted her head at the question. Heh. If it'd been her, she'd have been more likely to put them in Song's stocking, not Josiah's.

"Nope, not me. You would've ended up with them."

"Hmm... Xemnas versus Yasha in a game of Twister. Who would win?" She snickered, patting Yasha on the rump to get him to roll over the rest of the way so she could rub his belly.

"I'm thinking the feathers were from Mabry, then, but it could have been anyone who knows that I like feathers and that me and Josi are... whatever we are."

"I vote Yasha. Even a Nobody would be no match for an adorable twisty dog." Amy laughed, pushing her hair back behind her ears. Maybe she should get this cut a little...

"Ah ha! Bet you're right. Dunno why, but..." She really didn't know why she thought Song was right. Because it felt true seemed a silly thing to say, so she kept it to herself, and instead picked the drawing back up, running her fingers over the frame. "Very interesting together?" She volunteered. "Extremely sap-inducing? Cute?"

All of which could also be applied to herself and Jalen, but she decided to ignore that for the time being.

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>_> Is it sad I had a similar reaction just reading the post?

I wonder what will happen when I draw it for real, then

I'll probably pass out from wild cackling.

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