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Third Floor Common Room; Saturday Evening [12/28].

Wayne fucking loved Christmas, there was no doubt about that, and, by the time he'd finished with everything back at the farm, there was hardly any time left before Christmas, and it didn't make a whole lot of sense to go back to school for maybe two whole fucking classes and then go right on back to Letterkenny for Christmas, so he'd pert'near decided to just stay put for a while. But now that Christmas and Boxing Day was out of the way, it looked like he was heading on back finally.

And straight into an Impromptu (but not really, since he'd been planning it, just didn't tell anyone) Belated Christmas Party.

Look. He had gifts for everyone, you see, and giving out gifts during a Christmas party was tradition, and everyone knew how Wayne felt about tradition. Even if it was December 28th. But fuck all if Fandom ever really cared about things like proper dates and reality and what-have-you in the first place.

He may have even sent out a few messages. He may have also sent squirrels out to alert people, feeling like a real fuckin' Disney princess over here, and then he got things set up, which mostly just involved food and stuff for Christmas drinks (classy ones, though, gotta keep it classy until midnight, when it would be time for the Three Wisemen), Christmas movies on rotation on the TV, and Wayne, set off to the side in an armchair with a small little Christmas tree sitting on a table beside him (because a tree was tradition), ready to dole out gifts.

He made sure the first gift went out to Prompto, though, because while he really didn't care too much for the weird skid kid, he was still a friend and Nina's brother now, apparentleh, so he got a gift, and an important one for the night, too. Prompto was no Bonnie McMurray, but he was a good photographer, so Wayne could entrust in him a disposable camera to keep all the memories of the night.

If the guy would ever stop gushing over the fact that Wayne had even gotten him anything and was giving him such an important task, to the point where Wayne just had to interrupt with a very firm, "Well, pitter-patter," and told Prompto to just send the next person over already.

It probably wouldn't be the best fucking Christmas ever, but it was still probably going to be a pretty darn good one.

[[ impromptu (but not really because I've been mostly planning this for weeks now) belated christmas party OCD is ~~on the way~~ up! Let's get at 'er! Up stupid early because I have to be at work stupid early, and a little SP more'n likeleh because of said stupid work, buuuuut I haaaaad to have Wayne do his Christmas gift thing! ]]

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Longest night was, like, an entire week ago, and as far as Mae was concerned they should all be hibernating from now through to the new year. But the squirrels were very insistent about getting her out of her little bed cocoon, so here she was.

If she couldn't be hibernating, a Wayne party was probably the next best thing anyway.

"Heeeeey, Mae!" Prompto greeted her with a grin, and very pointedly decided to not talk about how the sun thankfully did come up after the Longest Night because he wanted to just sort of ignore that the Longest Night (and his reaction to it) had ever existed in the first place.

Which meant Pictures!

Hey, he was taking his assignment very seriously, and that disposable camera Wayne had gotten him was now being aimed straight for Mae.

"Say 'Wookiee'!"

Mae gave the camera a wide-eyed, slightly manic look, that could maybe be confused for a smile. “What the fuck’s a wookie?”

Aww, and that wide-eyed, slightly manic look that could maybe be confused for a smile was captured perfectly for posterity, too, and Prompto's grin clearly did not feel the least bit bad about it, either. Nor did his snicker.

"Big, giant hairy people from space," he explained, "as far as I understand it. Vette told me about 'em."

Back when they were all fresh eyed little newbs on the bus she and Nina were about to try to steal for the first time ever.

Ah, memories!

"And it's way better than 'cheese' as a word to make people smile," or in Mae's case maybe-smile, "when you take their picture."

“I never understood that. Wouldn’t talking just make people look funny with their mouths open when you took the picture?”

"No, you see, you take the picture after the talking, and the end of the word makes their mouths form a smile either way," Prompto explained. "See, look."

And then he took a moment, pointing at his own face, and saying "Cheeeeese" with an emphasis on the grin as he held out the word.

"And then..."

He did it again, but this time with 'Wookieeeeeeeeeee'.

Of course, it was entirely possible that his smirking was particularly note-worthy because he was demonstrating .

"I think it really only gets messed up if you've got a bunch of people and they're all just saying it at different times, or something.

". . . Or you could just let people, like, smile if they want to," Mae said. "Traditions are weird."

"Yeah, but," Prompto snorted a little, 'Smile if you wanna!' isn't quite as catchy, but maybe I'll give it a try."

Which mean, of course, he had to try right there and now, giving a quick, "Hey, Mae!" before lifting the camera and calling out, "Smile if you wanna!" before snapping another picture.

He was going to be through with this whole roll before they even got to any presents, at this rate.

Mae’s expression was less than impressed. “I have no one to blame but myself.”

"Merry belated holidays," Sabine greeted her.

“You too! I feel like we should make one up. Like . . . today could be Bestimal! A celebration of . . . beasts. . . .”

"When you say beasts..." Sabine said slowly, because that might mean something different to a girl who looked like Mae.

“Like . . . gremlins and squirrels and shit?”

Okay that was easy.

"Teal deer and alots? Sure. Let today be Bestimal, then."

“Yeah!” Mae pumped her fists in the air. “. . . What’d you think I meant?”

"Zoo animals?" Sabine tried. "I like the more Fandom approach."

“I am an equal opportunity beast enthusiast,” Mae declared. “Bestimal for all!”

"What do we do at Bestimal, then?" Sabine wondered. "It doesn't sound like a gift-giving thing."

“Not really,” Mae agreed. “Unless you want to give presents to wild animals. We could . . . leave food out for them. The ones that aren’t asleep for the winter.”

"I like it. It's like leaving food for Santa, except this makes sense."

Why did Santa need cookies? And so many of them?

"Santa's the dude in the fluffy hat?" Mae checked. "What does he need feeding for? He has thumbs, he can feed himself."

"I have no idea. Children leave milk and cookies out for him," Sabine said with a shrug. "Not that anything related to Santa makes any sense whatsoever, but is he really supposed to stop his work and eat at every house? That's too much! And what does he do if they're terrible, feed them to the poor reindeer?"

Sabine was too logical to like the Santa myth.

"He has reindeer?" Mae asked. Santa had just gone up a little in her books. "I guess eating at each house would make sense for, like, a block. You don't want to be rude. But then you'd get full."

"His reindeer supposedly fly. They can get through fog because one has a nose that acts as a small headlight," Sabine said, dryly.

"I wish my nose functioned as a small headlight."

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