Tree Decoratin' (OPEN TO EVERYONE)

[2x4_of_justice]

Characters: EVERYBODY EVERYBODY!
What: Rockin' around the Christmas Festive Christmas Tree
Where: Outside in the general vicinity of the fountain/flagpole kind of in the middle of the school
When: Tuesday, Dec. 9, after classes
Rating: PG for starters and depending on who shows up.

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[pedaltothemetal]

Falcon had just gotten out of a meditation session with Poo and boy, was he in a foul mood.

He was trudging back from the parking lot with every intention of getting in the car, going back to the apartment and having a stiff drink, but the tree and the steadily growing crowd of people around it was a distraction he couldn't really ignore.

Not really in the mood to deal with people but not wanting to miss out on the festivities, he hung back a little bit, watching the holiday goings-on with mild interest. He'd talk if he was approached.

[4x4_of_manly]

Somewhere... Somebody was keeping an eye on Falcon.

TSUNTSUN.

[time_cop]

Of course the cop didn't notice the older man's mood at all. He was too wrapped up in the tree to notice a thing haha Feeny, you've missed so much in that silly future world you come from wrong with him.

Before he had joined the crowd in the staring and decorating of the tree, he wrapped an arm around Falcon, grinning. "I've never seen a try this large in my life! It's amazing!"

[pedaltothemetal]

...Why was he being touched.

Feeny was not on the list of people allowed to touch him.

And Falcon was not in the mood for brotherly love. Scowling, he raised a hand to petulantly remove the other man's arm from around his shoulder.

"It's a big one." He sighed, straining to be polite.

[animu_nerd]

Being Jewish didn't change Otacon's love of the holidays. Tree decorating was a ritual that had gone on since early times anyway, so he was carrying a few of his holiday favorites - the usual decorated Christmas globes, and a few miniature anime figurines which he'd added a hook so they could be attacked to the tree. Nothing limited edition (of course).

And hey! There was Falcon! Looking...ehh...

"You don't look well." he stated in a matter-of-fact voice.

[pedaltothemetal]

Oh, here was a relief. Otacon was actually someone he'd deal with no matter how sore and pissed off he was feeling.

He smiled a little and nodded in his friend's direction. "Hey." Ordinarily he'd be thrown off by comments about his health. But this was coming from Otacon, so...it was okay.

"I uh...just got out of a mediation session with Poo. You know. Jeff's friend."

He paused and sighed. "It was...interesting."

[animu_nerd]

'Interesting' was not a word Falcon threw out lightly, especially something like meditation sessions.

"Wow, it was...that bad? I'd been thinking about trying it out myself but...maybe I should just stick to listening to New Age music and calling it a day."

[pedaltothemetal]

He shrugged. "Yeah it was...it was pretty bad. I'm not very good at it at all."

Falcon didn't think Otacon needed to hear about the leg-breaking arm-ripping eye-gouging bits. He...didn't need to hear it.

"That sounds like a good plan." There was another pause. "So what's up?"

[animu_nerd]

"Tree decorating!" he said with a small smile, as he pulled out one of the mini Gundams from the box, moving it around in a small hop before pulling it back in.

He paused, realizing that no one else was around them right now, this was the perfect time to...

"Actually now that I think about it, we'd could stand to talk sometime. Umm...maybe later?" He meant without Samus and Snake, obviously.

[pedaltothemetal]

Leave it to Otacon to put mini giant robots on a Christmas tree. That got a small laugh out of him.

He folded his arms and shifted his weight from one foot to the other. Otacon had never asked him to speak privately before.

"Uh...Sure. What about?"

[animu_nerd]

He was pretty nervous about it too. Still, he figured Falcon would be the best bet to tell first.

"I'd rather if I'd explain later, if you don't mind. Just tell me when you have a few hours to spare...it would be appreciated."

[pedaltothemetal]

Falcon really had no idea what all this could be about. Maybe Otacon wanted to show him what he got the others for Christmas or Hanukkah or whatever.

"Yeah, of course. I don't really have a whole lot going on right now...spars aside. So I'm free whenever you are, basically."

[awooooooooooooo]

The tall bounty hunter oops no one is supposed to know that teacher was easily spotted by Wolf, who took a moment to step away from Birdo to join the larger male. O'Donnell grinned up at Falcon, tapping him lightly on the shoulder for his attention.

"What's the matter, Falcon? Feeling alright today?"

[pedaltothemetal]

He felt the tap on his shoulder and turned around, only to find himself looking down at that douche he chased all over Lylat. But no one needed to know that. No one that didn't already.

Falcon guessed...well...hoped they could put that all behind them. Now that he had actually conversed with the man (relatively) in person, he was fairly certain that, miraculously, neither held a grudge and they could behave civilly.

"Eh." He answered. "Feeling a bit under the weather, really. And yourself?"

[awooooooooooooo]

Wolf just grinned up into the other's face. Oh, he'd behave...but sometimes the thrill of the chase just brought a smile to the pilot's lips. Like right now, where he was remembering the part where he was the douche that never got caught while being chased all over Lylat.

But that was behind them now.

"Tsk! Under the weather, that's no good. As for myself, I'm doing just fine. Any particular reason you're not feeling so hot? Don't like the cold or something?" Shut up, Wolf. Stop asking questions.

[pedaltothemetal]

He shrugged, not really wanting to disclose or recount the rather embarrassing meditation session.

"I like winter as much as the next guy, I guess." Which was true. The advantage to winter was that one could always put more clothes on.

"Probably caught something from one of the kids, I guess." He lied. "There're a few colds going around."