Once again, Sookie was up as early as she could be, to lay out a few gifts for people who might want to believe that Santa had brought them, and then she was padding into the kitchen to brew coffee and start breakfast ( Read more... )

Being Nothinged temporarily and trapped in another universe hadn't exactly quelled Sookie's Christmas spirit. When the Fandom crew began arriving for the holidays on the 23rd, again, the tree was up, the house smelled like cookies, and there was a large stack of gifts under the tree.

Because please. This was Christmas. It was serious business.

By the time everyone's portal arrived on the 23rd, Sookie's house was resplendent in typical middle class Christmas joy. She'd baked several more batches of cookies since the prior day, there were garlands wrapping the banisters of her porch, and the tree in the living room was lit up brightly, making the packages below it sparkle a bit ( Read more... )

'Twas the morning of Christmas, and all through the house, few creatures were stirring, and if there was a mouse, Sookie was going to be ticked because she took pride in her house and Gran would be furious if there were vermin. The stockings -- all fifteen of them -- were hung by the chimney with care, and while Santa maybe hadn't been there, a ( Read more... )

It was tradition that Sookie went to church on Christmas Eve. There was a nativity, and she got to see her friends, and really, being the faithful sort, it just made her remember the important part of Christmas.

So, of course, Sookie had thought it might be nice to drag ask her friends to come with her this year, since everyone was visiting. After ( Read more... )