Date & Time: Dec. 26/27ish?
Location: Peter and Isaac's apartment
Characters: Peter, Isaac, and Ros
Summary: Ros teaches some dumb teenagers how to cook.
Warnings: none besides maybe language?

Peter had given a few people their address, not because he really wanted anybody coming by but because he didn't, and sometimes the surest way to keep people from looking for you was for them to know where you were, at least in theory. And it had been working pretty well thus far.

He hadn't expected the Christmas gifts. Not that he hadn't given a few of his own in similarly surreptitious ways, but the box of kitchen implements had been both confusing and somewhat extravagant. And whoever had given them hadn't even bothered to include a note. Isaac had looked at the assorted pots, pans, and utensils as though they were the components of an arcane ritual, and Peter had just sighed and dusted out the previously unused cabinets to put them in.

They're sitting on the bed, half buried in blankets and sharing the earbuds to Peter's ipod, when there's a knock on the door that makes them both startle. Peter pulls his earbud free, wraps one of the blankets around his shoulders, and shuffles to the door.

Date & Time: 12/23-5
Location: behind the cut (multi-scenario)
Characters: Blue, vibrant redheads, crabtrolls, tbd
Summary: coping with the end
Warnings: sad old man, tbd


( this kind of thing is a prophecy that is inevitably fulfilled and universally accepted until the time comes for it to be fulfilled )

Date & Time: 12-19
Location: SOMEWHERE out in that frozen tundra
Characters: Sollux Captor + Hyperion Crius + Khisanth + Jake English + Anyone who wants to watch?
Summary: Sollux wants a fight and some people take him up on it.
Warnings: Violence, swearing, blood

( What a match, I'm half doomed and you're semi-sweet )

Date & Time: Earlier in December
Location: House of Miscommunication Hearts
Characters: Sora & Roxas
Summary: Awkward.
Warnings: So damn awkward

( Uh sorry I killed your bestie level of awkward )

Date & Time: Evening December 24
Location: Casa Borgia
Characters: Vanozza, her guests, guests of guests, and any party crashers
Summary: It's a Christmas party.
Warnings: It's a Borgia Christmas party.

Vanozza had been planning the dinner for weeks. Even with limited resources, she shines. Personalized invitations had been issued along with the gifts. Decorations had been strung up along the walls and to the backs of the chairs. An area had been cleared for dancing or mingling.

She had secured a bird, and a cook to roast and stuff it. Various other meat dishes accompany the main course atop the table decorated with a red tablecloth. Sweets there are to brighten the palate and she had even found some men who could sing and play the fiddle to provide music in return for being fed. What she does have plenty of is drinks. If experience has taught her one thing, the festivities would last until those run out.

She plays the charming hostess from before the first guest arrives until the very last leaves. She flits from person to person, group to group, verifying all is well and doing her best to smooth over most tensions. Christmas is for family, but in such trying times, the celebration must be for all.

There is no Christmas tree because the fuck is a Christmas tree anyway.