(no subject)
I randomly decided to join in the drabbling. Obviously, I have a long way to catch up, but here's a start.
Characters and situations were generated randomly, hence the crackiness of it all. But what would KKM be without its crack?
December 1
Characters: Murata, Gwendal, Gisela
Rating: G
December 1
"It's an advent calendar!" Murata explained cheerfully, carefully piecing together the box with Gisela's help. Gwendal, who had made the mistake of stepping in at the wrong time and having an explanation shot at him without request, looked unimpressed.
"Meaning?" he questioned, confused.
"It counts down the days until Christmas - one door opened each day until the holiday. Depending on the calendar, some have pictures drawn inside, others have ornaments to put on a tree. The one we're making is going to have presents in it - candy, pictures, and some other things. Yuuri asked us to make it for Greta," he finished explaining.
"It is an interesting tradition," Gwendal said shortly. Murata wasn't quite sure whether the gruff man was truly interested, or was merely being polite. However, he went on with his work, unconcerned, tucking small goodies behind each door.
After a moment, he noticed Gwendal had disappeared, but shrugged, figuring the older man had become bored. However, that theory was dispelled when Gwendal reappeared in the doorway, carrying something small and fuzzy - clearly a stuffed animal he'd created. "Here," he said shortly, thrusting it at Murata with no further explanation. Murata simply smiled and tucked it behind one of the doors.
"It's an adorable puppy," Gisela offered with a smile.
"It's a sheep!"
December 2
Characters: Lots, but mainly Cheri and Yuuri
Rating: G
Yuuri wanted a Christmas tree. And when Yuuri wanted something within reason, he generally got it. Conrad and Yozak had been convinced with relatively little fuss to go out to the woods and cut down a tree, dragging it back on a sled drawn between their two horses, as their choice had been the most magnificent tree they could find. They both silently agreed without speaking that it would be only the best for their king. Then it had been a matter of finding people to create ornaments as well as hunting down suitable objects within town as well as the palace's treasure room.
Yuuri, in his sweet way, had gotten everyone to help with the decorations - even Gwendal had been found hanging at least one ornament on the tree. Greta had thought it was the greatest thing ever, and Yuuri had given her the star to place on top of the tree. She had scaled the ladder, beaming, and placed it on top, several "awws" echoing around her.
Yuuri was now nestled in front of the fireplace, wrapped in a warm blanket with a mug of tea and a sleeping Wolfram resting his head in Yuuri's lap. Yuuri wasn't quite ready to go to bed yet; while the tree didn't have the electric lights he was used to, it still looked magnificent as it twinkled in the firelight.
"It's lovely," a rather high-pitched voice came from near his ear, and Yuuri tried not to jump and disturb Wolfram. Cheri moved into the light. "We've never had anything like this before, but what a lovely idea! Especially during this dreary time of year."
Cheri was right - it was quite magnificent. Yuuri had never had a tree quite as - well - sparkly as this one. He supposed that was an advantage of being a king - you had all kinds of shiny baubles tucked away that you could use to decorate a tree. Previous owners were probably rolling in their graves.
He nodded, and put his finger to his lips, and gently feathered his other hand through Wolfram's hair, glancing down at him, indicating that Cheri should be quiet because her son was asleep. Cheri looked as though she was holding back a squeal, but managed to keep it in. "The reason I came out," she whispered, and then pressed something into Yuuri's hand. He glanced down to discover a an ornament that was obviously a piece of converted jewelry. It looked well-worn, and Yuuri surmised that Cheri was paying an unusual respect to him in giving it to him. He smiled, and bobbed her a courteous bow as well as he could with Wolfram still on his lap.
"I'll hang it later, thank you," Yuuri whispered back. Cheri smiled, bending to peck Wolfram on the forehead. Then she covered a smile with a delicate hand and mischeviously repeated the gesture on Yuuri.
Yuuri smiled after her as she left, amused.
Characters and situations were generated randomly, hence the crackiness of it all. But what would KKM be without its crack?
December 1
Characters: Murata, Gwendal, Gisela
Rating: G
December 1
"It's an advent calendar!" Murata explained cheerfully, carefully piecing together the box with Gisela's help. Gwendal, who had made the mistake of stepping in at the wrong time and having an explanation shot at him without request, looked unimpressed.
"Meaning?" he questioned, confused.
"It counts down the days until Christmas - one door opened each day until the holiday. Depending on the calendar, some have pictures drawn inside, others have ornaments to put on a tree. The one we're making is going to have presents in it - candy, pictures, and some other things. Yuuri asked us to make it for Greta," he finished explaining.
"It is an interesting tradition," Gwendal said shortly. Murata wasn't quite sure whether the gruff man was truly interested, or was merely being polite. However, he went on with his work, unconcerned, tucking small goodies behind each door.
After a moment, he noticed Gwendal had disappeared, but shrugged, figuring the older man had become bored. However, that theory was dispelled when Gwendal reappeared in the doorway, carrying something small and fuzzy - clearly a stuffed animal he'd created. "Here," he said shortly, thrusting it at Murata with no further explanation. Murata simply smiled and tucked it behind one of the doors.
"It's an adorable puppy," Gisela offered with a smile.
"It's a sheep!"
December 2
Characters: Lots, but mainly Cheri and Yuuri
Rating: G
Yuuri wanted a Christmas tree. And when Yuuri wanted something within reason, he generally got it. Conrad and Yozak had been convinced with relatively little fuss to go out to the woods and cut down a tree, dragging it back on a sled drawn between their two horses, as their choice had been the most magnificent tree they could find. They both silently agreed without speaking that it would be only the best for their king. Then it had been a matter of finding people to create ornaments as well as hunting down suitable objects within town as well as the palace's treasure room.
Yuuri, in his sweet way, had gotten everyone to help with the decorations - even Gwendal had been found hanging at least one ornament on the tree. Greta had thought it was the greatest thing ever, and Yuuri had given her the star to place on top of the tree. She had scaled the ladder, beaming, and placed it on top, several "awws" echoing around her.
Yuuri was now nestled in front of the fireplace, wrapped in a warm blanket with a mug of tea and a sleeping Wolfram resting his head in Yuuri's lap. Yuuri wasn't quite ready to go to bed yet; while the tree didn't have the electric lights he was used to, it still looked magnificent as it twinkled in the firelight.
"It's lovely," a rather high-pitched voice came from near his ear, and Yuuri tried not to jump and disturb Wolfram. Cheri moved into the light. "We've never had anything like this before, but what a lovely idea! Especially during this dreary time of year."
Cheri was right - it was quite magnificent. Yuuri had never had a tree quite as - well - sparkly as this one. He supposed that was an advantage of being a king - you had all kinds of shiny baubles tucked away that you could use to decorate a tree. Previous owners were probably rolling in their graves.
He nodded, and put his finger to his lips, and gently feathered his other hand through Wolfram's hair, glancing down at him, indicating that Cheri should be quiet because her son was asleep. Cheri looked as though she was holding back a squeal, but managed to keep it in. "The reason I came out," she whispered, and then pressed something into Yuuri's hand. He glanced down to discover a an ornament that was obviously a piece of converted jewelry. It looked well-worn, and Yuuri surmised that Cheri was paying an unusual respect to him in giving it to him. He smiled, and bobbed her a courteous bow as well as he could with Wolfram still on his lap.
"I'll hang it later, thank you," Yuuri whispered back. Cheri smiled, bending to peck Wolfram on the forehead. Then she covered a smile with a delicate hand and mischeviously repeated the gesture on Yuuri.
Yuuri smiled after her as she left, amused.