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[grenadeball]

WHO: TANKFAMILY
WHERE: IN THE TANK
WHEN: CHIRSSMISSS
WARNINGS: ADORABLE
SUMMARY: SEE ABOVE
FORMAT: WHATEVER

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[batghoul]

Cass didn't really have much of a concept of Christmas, except that it was a day that everyone got together and ate a lot of food. And that was fine by her. So there she was, drinking some cider, sampling a little bit of everything, and just enjoying the company.

Of course, this meant she'd have to train twice as hard after the holidays to work off the extra weight. And that was fine too.

[grenadeball]

And Tank waltzed up, putting her hand through Cass' hair, and leaning in with a grin. "You already do your Christmas up with the batfolk?"

Then, adding on with a more mischievous smile, "They know you hanging out with me?"

[batghoul]

"Last night," she replied with a smile before finishing off yet another glass of cider.

"Yeah." Well, some of them did. You had to hang out with family on Christmas, after all.

[grenadeball]

"And they aren't even keeping you from visiting. How nice of them!"

Sighing out, even giving Cass a hug. She felt... sentimental, a little more open to that nicer side of herself, in this atmosphere.

"You and me gotta hang out more often."

[boogaroos]

Booga was a machine in the kitchen, broiling some ham and finishing off mashed spuds.

He was in a good mood too. Tank was the happiest she's been in a while. He had no problem making food and joking around with the girls.

[grenadeball]

Less fights, less screaming, less angry Tank around Booga, for sure. She was feeling a lot more relaxed, as of late. For all her worries of going native, it seemed to have done her nerves wonders.

Stepping up behind him, hands on his shoulders. Even giving him a kiss on the cheek.

"Merry christmas, ya dope."

[boogaroos]

"Still kinda let down over non-robot battles." As Robo-Santa didn't come... the ornament-painted grenades decorated their tree. Yeah, that couldn't have been safe, which was why he made sure to secure the pins. Yet it wouldn't have been the first time something blew up during Christmas.

He turned to kiss her on the head, "Maybe next year." He joked, pulling the spoon from the pot of gravy. "Tank approved?"

[grenadeball]

"We can make a robot for you to beat up and put him in a Christmas suit. Belated Christmas present, maybe."

Dipped it into her mouth, sucking it back. "Mmnnnh. Good schtuff."

Then gave him a second kiss, on the lips, plus tongue. Gravy flavored kisses.

Things definitely were more relaxed in the Tank-Booga household.

Though just to be a tease, pulled it back in almost a heartbeat.

"Though I doubt you'll even like the after-the-girls-are-gone presents as much as what you've got under the tree this year..."

[tastesrainbows]

Kanaya arrives a little late, having had a weird morning with some toy-related shenanigans. Walking in through a portal, she takes a look around and just kind of stands there awkwardly, unsure how to insert herself into the occasion when nothing's expected of her.

[grenadeball]

The question is answered by Tank scooping Kanaya up into a hug.

"Welcome back, you! Merry trollmas or whatever!"

[tastesrainbows]

Kanaya smiled at that, trying to work her arms around to hug back.

"Well, Twelfth Perigee's Eve, in fact. Though we'd still be nearly half a sweep before that was in season again. ...I think."

[grenadeball]

"Whatever it is, merry that." Setting her down, hands up in the air. "You ain't being tempted into fussing immediately? Cuz god knows even you need time to relax."