Secret Santa-san...daisuki!!! ♥

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Who: Everyone who signed up for the IC Secret Santa!
What: Party at 7th Heaven and gift-giving! There's croquembouche.
When: December 24th, around 10 AM.
Where: ...7th Heaven. I feel like I'm repeating myself.
Summary: People. Give gifts. Anonymously. And eat.
Rating: PG, PG-13 at the most

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The Snack Table

[bridal_idol]

[There is plenty to choose from, thanks to Sanji! And there's plenty of it. Just make sure to enjoy the elegant croquembouche, and try to avoid the fruitcake...Azusa brought those herself! She even brought fortune cookies...ufufu.]

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[She doesn't want to eat too much, but here she is, seated near the gifting tree (she knows who almost every gift is to and from, save for the ones Haruhi did). She has a mug of coffee, some croquembouche, and a few cookies. She has a smile on her face all the while, and will greet anyone who's willing to talk.

Just don't ask her about who got her! It's a secret.]

/more threads

[neoslaying]

So, Azu. How's this rank?

[Yeah, sliding up next to her that is]

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Let's see...I think this is a ten, don't you? It's really peaceful.

[Insert draft flashbacks. It's nice and quiet, just like how Azusa wanted it.]

[neoslaying]

That's a good one, right?

[fffffacepalm]

['Oh, there she is.'

Looking a little less pleased than usual to see her:]

Yo, Miura-san.

[bridal_idol]

[Ara, ara! Kyon doesn't look very happy today, so Azusa just...smiles like always.]

Good morning, Kyon-kun! I'm glad you could make it.

[fffffacepalm]

Right...

[He sighs.]

You did the 'randomization' for the gifts, huh...?

[bridal_idol]

Yes! Haruhi-chan took a small group of names to randomize that included my own, but I did most of them myself as soon as I returned from the draft.

[fffffacepalm]

....And I suppose it really was completely random.

[He sighs very deeply this time.

'I can't even be surprised, though. Haruhi does things like this. I should've known from the beginning, really.']

Well, I guess you couldn't do anything about it, then.

...How was the draft, anyway?

[bridal_idol]

Mm, it was. I didn't change a single name, not once.

[She just smiles, sliding the fruitcake over to him.]

My, my...you don't really want to hear about that, do you? I'm just glad most of us made it home safely.

[fffffacepalm]

Unfortunate. I could've used a name change or two.

['I hope you're not trying to Koizumi me, Azusa. I don't think I could take that kind of a betrayal from such a face and such a demeanor.'

He nevertheless takes a slice before going on.]

...'Most of us'? Yeah, I guess so. Everyone I know seems to be fine, selfish as that may be. Anyway. Point being, if you want to talk about it, I don't mind hearing about it. Worst comes to worst, I'm ready for when it's my turn.

[bridal_idol]

Which name would you have wanted to draw, then, Kyon-kun?

[She smiles again, glad someone's finally going to eat the fruitcake. She hasn't even tried it herself...yet.]

I can't speak for everyone...I didn't see everyone, after all. I really don't think it's that interesting, though...

[generalflirt]

[...You know how do you even eat a fruitcake? For the most part Masaomi's intent was to get in, leave, go back to Saki or Mikado or otherwise work out the mess that is his interpersonal life right now, but he'll be briefly held up by staring at this abomination]

[odastillhatesme]

[Sanji is in the middle of delivering more food from the kitchen, large trays balanced on his head and on his open palms. He keeps mostly to himself despite the activities. Though completely healed of his injures, it doesn't change that the draft wasn't exactly kind - saying he's eager for conversation would be pushing it. No, he's here to keep a promise to a lady, and--

... What is this blasphemous fruity spectacle doing on his snake table. Also, fortune cookies?]

The hell...

[pigtailed_loli]

[You're not the only one staring at the fruitcake and fortune cookies.]

Jeez, I knew I should have brought some food...