[Voice] 'Tis the season, after all...

[nocturncoat]

Ho Ho Ho and a bottle of rhum
Santa's run off to the Caribbean
Marimbas, calimbas, he's playing steel drums
Ho Ho Ho and a bottle of rhum...

[Text]
It's that time of year again.  Shoot, guess I gotta get working on a list of who to get presents for...

Wonder if that crazy thing with the mistletoe's going to happen again this year.  Hope not.

Comments

[faithfullyslain]

...Dude, are you drunk?

[nocturncoat]

No, just singing. I do that occasionally; you get used to it. And also trying very hard to take my own mind off all the people who've been disappearing.

[faithfullyslain]

I guess I'll have to. Taken to sleeping indoors nowadays--snow igloos aren't really my thing.

[nocturncoat]

Yeah. Won't catch me trying - I grew up in the tropics.

[silvergeneral]

...

What happened the last time there was mistletoe?

[nocturncoat]

It was magic - people got stuck under it until someone else came along. Only ever caught two people at a time - and they had to kiss each other to get loose.

[silvergeneral]

...Is that all?

[nocturncoat]

Well, yeah. But most people aren't really so casual about kissing that they like being forced to do it, usually to a complete stranger, every time they walk under a plant.

[thieveryofstars]

Fayt's not there...?

[nocturncoat]

No...

His stuff's still here, though. That usually means they're coming back, doesn't it?

[thieveryofstars]

Usually...

[fulgural]

Sounds like one annoying habit remains consistent.

[nocturncoat]

Oh, shut up, Larxene. You didn't really expect me to change that much between worlds, did you? Just 'cause I grew a backbone doesn't mean I can't still sing.

[fulgural]

Maybe not, but can't we hope~?

[nocturncoat]

"We?" Developing a split personality, Larxy? Sadism not enough for you anymore?