Dec 23, 2010 15:06
((Backdated to yesterday morning.))
[Christmas. In the last few years since his family met Casey and April, Christmas usually meant Michelangelo running around stringing the Lair with enough colored lights to black out the city, the smell of Christmas cookies baking in the oven, cheesy Christmas movies on TV, and hours and hours of junkyard scavenging trying to find his brothers the perfect gift.
Raph likes Christmas, but not for the holiday itself. He likes it because it's one of those days when you can sit back and think about everything he's thankful for, get the family and friends together and show them exactly how much they mean to him without looking like a complete moron.
Or not. The day is still young.
This morning, Raph woke up at first light as a man on a mission. He was gonna find himself a couple of Christmas trees, and try his damndest to make it feel at least a little festive around here. It was ridiculous how a place that made such a fiasco over Halloween could go about ignoring Christmas without a hitch. That wasn't going to happen if he had anything to say about it.
So he bundled up and headed out into the cold. First, he'll swing by the shops to scavange for any kind of usable decorations, then the smithy for a saw. After that he'll head into the woods to find his trees - one for his house, one for Winry's. He's not even sure she does Christmas, but hopefully she'll appreciate the gesture. When that's done, he'll drop the one tree off at his house, drag the second over to Winry's, and knock on her door.
After that's over, he'll run home, put the tree up and string the lights as secretly as possible. Then he'll sit himself down at the kitchen table and start folding paper ornaments.
Feel free to run into him at any point.]
o christmas tree,
holy crap he's in a good mood,
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