Christmas Time and Life on the Naughty List
"Such pretty plants. Keep growing, darlings, I want you all spread out and happy up there."
Marluxia was wandering the halls of the castle, searching out the mistletoe Lexaeus had put up and quite happily convincing it to grow. Over half the castle had been walked already, the ceilings a mat of happy leaves and white berries, adding color to the normally bland halls.
This, he thought, would be an amusing plot, especially the possible results of the planning. After all, everyone knew you had to kiss when you were under the mistletoe, and there wasn't anywhere to hide, anymore.
Marluxia was wandering the halls of the castle, searching out the mistletoe Lexaeus had put up and quite happily convincing it to grow. Over half the castle had been walked already, the ceilings a mat of happy leaves and white berries, adding color to the normally bland halls.
This, he thought, would be an amusing plot, especially the possible results of the planning. After all, everyone knew you had to kiss when you were under the mistletoe, and there wasn't anywhere to hide, anymore.