it's a very, very, merry, merry christmas

[showchoirstar]

Characters: THE ENTIRE CITY.
When: December 24th, Christmas Eve.
Where: The theatre!
Rating: PG-13. Please no smut or anything else in this log. Take it elsewhere, you crazies.
Summary: Rachel has organized a nondenominational gift giving season party to celebrate ALL THE THINGS. Come on in! Exchange gifts! Drink! Be merry! Enjoy the music! Rachel

Comments

[wishgrant]

[ OPEN! ]

[ So today we've got two options:

Option A: Luca has become overwhelmed with the number of people and has resorted to hiding just outside the doors, a stuffed rabbit clutched tightly to his chest.

Option B: He's less overwhelmed by so many people and more bored as tinies are wont to be. Instead he can be found singing a song to himself that some might recognize and playing on a hopskotch path made from sticks. ]

[bloodseal_soul]

[Al will take option A! And of course, go looking for him when he loses track of him in the crowd.

It doesn't take him long to find him, and once he does, he shuts the door behind him and sit down next to him.]

Lots of people, huh?

[wishgrant]

[ When Al sits, Luca scoots closer towards him, placing the stuffed rabbit between them. ] Mmhm. I've never seen so many people all at once. Got dizzy.

[bloodseal_soul]

[Al reaches out and gently ruffles up Luca's hair, remembering how well he responded the last time.]

Yeah. It can be a little scary, and make you feel alone.

[wishgrant]

D'you ever get scared? [ He just basks in the simple affection and nervously fiddles with the toy's stitching. ]

[bloodseal_soul]

... yeah.

[Admitting it, softly, with a tiny smile.]

Do you?

[wishgrant]

[ He nods. ] I get scared a lot.

[bloodseal_soul]

You know, being brave doesn't mean not being scared.

[Al gives him a playful smile and ruffles his hair. Then he gets up, holding out a hand.]

Do you know how to make snow angels?

[wishgrant]

Yeah! I make 'em all the time! [ He takes the offered hand, getting to his feet. ] You gotta be careful when you're done though, 'cause you can't leave footprints!

[bloodseal_soul]

Will you show me how? I can never get the footprints part quite right.

[He lets the excitement show as he follows him.]

[wishgrant]

'Course! [ Quickly, he tosses himself right down into the snow, making easy work of getting the angel itself done. Once he does, he sits up carefully holding his hands out to Al. ] Now watch, help me up!

[bloodseal_soul]

[Al grins, and then reaches out to carefully lift him up into his arms, making sure they don't disturb the snow.]

Would you look at that!

[wishgrant]

[ Luca grins right back, proudly. ] If you can't get someone to pick you up, you just jump out!

[bloodseal_soul]

[Al laughs, giving him a warm hug before he sets Luca down carefully and jumps to an undisturbed spot, laying down to copy it.

He's a little ungainly when he stands up and jumps clear, but he manages to make it look all right.]

Hah, that's perfect!

[wishgrant]

Perfect! [ He repeats, skipping over to the heads of them and drawing little halos above them in the snow. ] Yours is so much bigger! Mine looks tiny!

[bloodseal_soul]

Tiny angels are much better anyway. They fit on the tops of trees.

[Al grins, following him to have a look.]