You Better Watch Out, You Better Not Cry...
Who: Death The Hogfather, Rex, and YOU! (Open)
What: Two decide to take the matter of spreading holiday cheer into their own hands.
Where:All around Nautilus
When: December 24th, midnight or thereabouts. Time is irrelevant.
Warnings: Depends on who's tagging
Notes: Feel free to tag in if you want an interactive visitation! Otherwise feel free to ( Read more... )
What: Two decide to take the matter of spreading holiday cheer into their own hands.
Where:All around Nautilus
When: December 24th, midnight or thereabouts. Time is irrelevant.
Warnings: Depends on who's tagging
Notes: Feel free to tag in if you want an interactive visitation! Otherwise feel free to ( Read more... )
Thank goodness for the helmet. Not that it would have hurt her much anyway, since the package itself was fairly light and squishy. Leviathan frowned upward, peering at the sleigh and the underside of a...white...something. Whatever it was. It didn't match anything in her databanks, that was for sure.
But still. A present? For her? Huh. She stooped to pick it up, idly brushing off the dust, and tore off the paper.
Two of the plushie dolls tumbled out of her grip, as she hadn't been expecting multiple items. Four dolls? And they seemed oddly familiar, in blue and red and...green...and black...
"Oh..." she breathed, looking at the chubby, cartoonish faces of her brothers and master in soft, huggable forms.
Reploids didn't often cry. They could, but it was a voluntary function like most of their systems. But if it were involuntary, she probably would have shed a tear or two of happiness as she hugged the little dolls close to her. She didn't know how her mysterious gift-giver had known, but...wow. It was good to see them again, even if only as toys.
"Thank you," she murmured quietly, watching the sled meander through the red sky, occasionally dropping packages over the side.
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