YULE BALL!

[deafmuteboots]

The South Ballroom is again decorated accordingly, with the greatest Christmas finery the Dressing Room can provide. There are stars, there is even mistletoe (not cursed: this mistletoe is, luckily, only a decoration), and a great tree dressed in gold and silver and twinkling lights

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By the tree

[countess_hearts]

[Wearing a large, Christmassy red-and-fur dress and Santa hat, and with tree bauble earrings hanging from her pointy lobes, the Countess is sitting drinking sugar tea at a small table that's partially obscured by the tree. Beside her is a large sack full of presents, which are immaculately decorated with grinning Akuma patterned wrapping paper.]

Ohohoho. ♥

[gforgreat]

[Lured over by the view of the large sack. Yet when he sees who's next to it he instantly freezes.] Just my luck...!

[countess_hearts]

[he is greeted by a vast grin] This is the festive season! You may sit on my knee, tell me your Christmas wishes, and select a present. ♥ So long as you bear in mind that the God you pray to is false and wicked. ♥

[gforgreat]

Nngh... [on one hand IT'S THE EARL. on the other it's FREE STUFF. that could be dangerous. or could not be.]

How do I know it ain't some trick?

[countess_hearts]

Would I lie to you, on such a glorious evening? Certainly not. ♥ Ho ho ho. ♥

[gforgreat]

[he bets you would.] What 'bout those presents? How do I know if they ain't bombs or somethin'!

[countess_hearts]

[only if it's a knitted bomb]

They are not. I promise that to you, most faithfully. ♥ Now, sit down, child. ♥

[gforgreat]

[dcgdgv MORAL DILEMMA. In the end he scoots closer to her, wary and afraid she might try to shoot his head off. Is he shaking? Maybe. This is very nerve wracking! Another reason why one should never be greedy. Or too curious.]

[countess_hearts]

[she looks completely unconcerned, and finishes up her cup of tea, delicately setting it down empty on a nearby table]

Tell me all about your Christmas wishes. What do you want to receive on the 25th of December? ♥

[gforgreat]

[without thinking he blurts out-] Money!

[countess_hearts]

How practical. ♥ [she scribbles a mental note: find out if this Exorcist can be bribed by large quantities of money]

Well, then, little one...I shall see what my magic sack of presents has for you. ♥

[dreamsofnoah]

[What was it that Road spotted first, the Countess, or those presents? Either way, she's throwing herself onto her lap, somehow managing not to knock aside that teacup when she wraps her arms around the Countess' neck.]

Countess~ ♥

[countess_hearts]

Road, dear! [another day, another surprise glomp from a Road; the Countess smiles at her broadly]

I knew you would come to the ball. ♥ What a lovely dress you're wearing, too. ♥

[dreamsofnoah]

I couldn't miss it, not when everyone was going to be here! [settling down happily, rather obviously eyeing those presents.]

Ooh~, I'm glad you like it! I spent ages to get the perfect one~. You're looking very pretty too ♥

[countess_hearts]

Oho? Thank you! I paid care and attention when selecting my clothes. ♥ [she puffs up a little with pride]

Now, tell me what your Christmas wishes are, and then we'll look in the magic present sack. ♥ It will surely have something for a good girl like you. ♥

[dreamsofnoah]

It shows ♥

Ooh, I want [insert a list that takes her five minutes to repeat, notably including a year's supply of candy, a whole new wardrobe of dresses, unlimited use of Lero, and her very own Allen.]