Spain 8

[reydeltomate]

Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the house...

[Spain is sitting on one of the couches in the lobby, curled under a blanket, with a hat perched on his head. There's a book in his lap--The Night Before Christmas--and he's smiling, happy, fond memories filling him as he reads. Christmas is a big tradition in his house, in his country--

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[snowbythewindow]

[Intrigued by the story Spain is reading. Yuki takes a seat in one of the lobby's chairs and starts listening.]

is it bad I know this entire poem/story by heart? XD

[reydeltomate]

[He gives a gentle smile in her direction and reads a little louder, his warm voice echoing through the house.]

And not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse. The stockings were hung by the chimney with care, in hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there...

[hurricanefang]

Chris-mis?

[/not from earth]

[reydeltomate]

[Shockshockshock. What? Did he hear him correctly?]

You've...never heard of Christmas? H-how sad! Christmas is...Christmas is...

[The Spaniard gropes for words in the dark, thinking. Christmas had always been so natural to him--it was second nature! How to explain something he'd known almost his entire life..? Antonio settles upon an explanation, simple, with a smile.]

Christmas is a time to spend with people you love. Where I'm from, the story is that the Three Wise Men come and give presents to good little boys and girls to mirror the giving of the gifts to Christ on his birthday. Romano always looked forward to it so much, even though he never showed it--we made pavo trufado de Navidad and--

[He pauses and laughs.] S-sorry, it must sound like I'm speaking another language. Haha...if you'd like to know more I'd be happy to tell!

[littlclassified]

[Mikuru comes in and quietly sits down, waiting for the story.]