It's beginning to look a lot like...crackplot?

[ayrie_spirit]

Overnight, with the holidays coming up quickly, the mansion's been transformed. Mistletoe hangs from doorways and by windows (and occasionally in odd spots in the middle of the room to make it easier to sneak up on people), fragarent pine garlands wrap the banisters, holly wreathes and candles adorn the windows, punch, eggnog and mulled wine in

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[valiantfinwe]

Fingon is examining the decorations and just happens to touch one.

A much younger elf, perhaps early teensish, still looking quite serious and a bit annoyed, is looking around and frowning at how highly irregular this is. "What's going on here?" He demands to know.

[arid_white_lady]

Irisse is still an adult, and she is walking in with perhaps a sort of idea to find the twins - Dior's twins, that is.

But she stops short when she sees her brother.

"Findekano?"

[valiantfinwe]

"Yes?" He's still frowning around, confusedly, and looks over at her and then blinks. ---sort of familiar but - nah, that's ridiculous. "Who are you, and what is this place?"

Quite articulate, and still with just as much of a stick up his ass. Some things don't change. Uptight little kid, too.

[arid_white_lady]

"My name is Aredhel, and this is the Mansion." She gives him a smile that's reassuring. "I am your cousin."

She's ready to lie about being related to him otherwise - because she knows the brother too well.

[time_willdecide]

The twins, together again are wandering through the mansion looking interestedly at the decorations when it seems to them that one of the wreathes is hanging crooked. They both reach to straighten it, and suddenly two much younger elves stand looking at each other confusedly.

[thenotsofair]

"There you are!" Partly scolding, mostly because he was really getting worried about not being able to find anyone. He goes to hover protectively next to the littlest brothers, looking around frowning. "Where'd you wander off to?" Because of course they must have gone somewhere, the whole of Valinor can't have just vanished.

[time_willdecide]

They grab onto his hands relievedly, but the elder is immediatley defensive.

"We didn't go anywhere!"

"Everybody just went away."

"Where is this place?"

"And why are there branches everywhere?"

The little twins stare up at their big brother, eyes wide and confused.

[thenotsofair]

Holding! And tugging them close, looking around warily now. "We can't have gotten far, I was just watching Kurvo for a bit." He goes for soothing. "It's all right, they've got to be around here somewhere."

Even if it kind of looks like maybe they're not.

[thenotsofair]

He just wanted a cookie. Maybe to give to Sophie, that sweet little girl. Or maybe just because cookies are good and miserable elf is miserable.

Not anymore, though, now he's scowling around, already fairly tall but not very old, wearing a little knife proudly and crossing his arms looking for his little brothers. "Kurvo, don't hide from me, that's not allowed." Worried, underneath the annoyed, though. He'll be in trouble if his brother wanders off, and what if he gets hurt or something?

[doriath_crowned]

And not far is a pair of elven twins he's never met - they're chatting to each other in Sindarin, excitedly.

[thenotsofair]

"There you-" He stops. Other twins that aren't brothers? What?

"--who're you?"

[doriath_crowned]

The kids look up at him and stand. "I'm Elurin. That's Elured." A grin. "We're the princes of Doriath. Who're you?"

[ringsmith]

After sunset, Celebrimbor is walking through the main room, bewildered by the sudden change. He pauses unknowingly under a piece of mistletoe, wondering what's gone on.

Mun: Oh Paaan...

[pandora_antioch]

And of course Pandora has to come out at that moment - and find him under the mistletoe. Oh, oh, oh god. Gods, even.

She closes the distance, and hugs him, as usual. "Carus?" Her smile is mischievous. "Do you know what you are doing?"

[ringsmith]

He smiles and hugs her back. "I'm not sure what's been going on in here at all," he laughs. "What am I doing then?"

[pandora_antioch]

She looks at him with her usual fondness. "You are standing under the mistletoe, dearest. It is a human superstition."

[emocaliban]

Cal can't resist candy. It was just a candy cane.

Now there is a confused little eight year old standing bewildered in the main room, looking around nervously, big-eyed. "Nik?" What's going on, this isn't good at all no it is not.

[ninja_niko]

And here's Nik. He's not deaged yet, and he comes almost running when he hears the familiar voice.... and stops short in front of the kid. This is odd. Very odd.

He's not sure what to tell him.

[emocaliban]

Kid whirls around and takes a couple hops backwards, wary immediately but -

Waitwhatthe- stare. Staaaare. Nose says it's Nik. Eyes say yeah, but he's...old. Tense and wary and very, very confused, yes he is.

[ninja_niko]

Nik crouches to be at eye level. "Not the Nik you were expecting, huh?" He gives him a reassuring smile.