Christmas had a special little place in the heart of every angel, well, every angel that had been actively involved with it. Every angel that had been happy to be actively involved
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Aaron wasn't sure if he felt any different about Christmas since the whole Nephilim thing kicked it, but it was still a good time.
Gabriel's grace was rather impossible to miss (unless the archangel was really trying to hide it), so when Aaron sensed it nearby, he naturally went looking.
"You gonna get a sparkly outfit like that for yourself?" Aaron said, putting an arm around his uncle's shoulders.
"I'll keep that in mind." Aaron said. "So, theme? Regular xmas stuff? Is this going to be a 'family' thing?" In this case 'family' meaning whatever assorted bunch of angels and so forth were currently around - Aaron tended to lose track.
Gabriel nodded. "General Christmas frivolity. Drinking, eating, being ass-butts." He grinned, "Apparently most of the family don't celebrate, which sucks. So we're going to have to show them how to party. And hand out presents. So yes, to answer your question, mostly family. And some other people if I feel like it."
"So, sticks out of asses, check." Aaron grinned. "You know you can count on me to help out, there. I'll lead people in some table-dancing, if things get too dull."
"Depends on what you wear if you're getting tips at all. If you aren't wearing red booty shorts with a white snow flake on one cheek you aren't getting any of my cash shoved down there." Gabriel said, sounding serious.
"Hey, if the house supplies those, then I'll wear them." Aaron said, just as seriously. "Just remember, lap dances will cost you a twenty, minimum. You wouldn't want people thinking you've got a cheap nephew, now would you?"
Gabriel rolled his eyes. "That's hardly in keeping with Christmas. Christmas is about kindness and giving, kiddo. Where's your Christmas spirit? Free lap dances, or nothing."
"To be far, Touched by an Uncle might have gotten us sued for infringement." Aaron agreed. "Of course, you could arrange for infinity copies of the book to sell - Oprah would have to have us on."
Gabriel's grace was rather impossible to miss (unless the archangel was really trying to hide it), so when Aaron sensed it nearby, he naturally went looking.
"You gonna get a sparkly outfit like that for yourself?" Aaron said, putting an arm around his uncle's shoulders.
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He hadn't had anything installed of course, but there sure as hell would be a stage and poles somewhere in Gabe's place next time Aaron came round.
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"And no tipping me with frankincense or myrrh."
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"Ah, the original dysfunctional family - we out to sell the rights or something."
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