SHOW #23// HOLIDAY SPECIAL

[wavemastering]

[There's a big Christmas tree in the middle of the League's hub, covered in lights and ornaments and sparkly stuff, and more importantly, there are big boxes underneath the tree, with tags on them which are either blank or addressed to specific members of the league. The Vocaloids are on standby in elf costumes if any assistance is necessary. They

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[pitfallen]

... And what the hell am I supposed to do with this?

[Excel leans in to see if it's ticking, and wonders if it's worth any money.]

Well, maybe I can pawn it off or something... So what is i-...

[She opens it and stares]

[pitfallen]

Just don't, uh... Fall over, huh?

[nota_bimbo]

I'll try...

[She climbs back into the box, trying to wear it properly.]

This is kinda weird...

[pitfallen]

[Just be glad the box was there, Shiina; she could have just used three strategically placed bandages. AND THUS THEY MARCH BACK TOWARD THE TRAILER. Excel looks pretty proud of her quick thinking.]

[nota_bimbo]

[It's a Christmas miracle.

You can march, Excel. Shiina is just going to kind of wobble along behind you and try not to fall.]

[pitfallen]

[It'll be equally miraculous if anything short of a five-hour prostration in front of her ACROSS shrine will get the image of Shiina butt naked out of her head before the day's over.]

Cold?

[nota_bimbo]

Yeah... A little...

[Since she's naked and it's winter and all.]

[pitfallen]

Hnn...

[Excel thinks for a moment, then takes off her scarf and slings it around Shiina's neck. There. That oughta be good enough.]

[nota_bimbo]

[She blushes a little.] T-Thank you... [She's going to keep trying to hobble along. Damn box being hard to move in.]

[pitfallen]

[It's sexy~.]

No problem. Now hup to, we gotta get back 'fore the sun goes down. Temperature drops too low for you to make it out in that getup.

[nota_bimbo]

E-Eep! C-Comming!

[She tries to go faster, trips, and falls on her face.]

Owwww...

[pitfallen]

... Maybe this isn't gonna work too well after all... I can't really just carry you, either, though; I dunno how I'd manage that without just making matters worse.

[Excel walks back and pulls her up by her box]

[nota_bimbo]

I'm sorry... This is just really hard to move around in.

[pitfallen]

I could make the holes bigger, I guess. If you don't fall down anymore, you won't even need the bottom part of the box anyway, right?

[Excel shrugs and sets to yanking a bigger hole into the bottom portion of the box]

There! Good as new! Might be a little drafty, but that'll make you move faster, right?

[nota_bimbo]

Yeah.. this is a little better.

[She's at least less wobbly now.]

[pitfallen]

Now, c'mon, before I have to rip any more off. I don't wanna end up engaged to anyone else by proxy, capiche?