ITP: Forced. Proximity. AKA Cuddling. Or something along those lines.

[reticents]

[weeellll it's been a month and some days since Christmas. guess who's lonely?

that's right.

Mr. Mistletoedid you need something from that closet? it sounds like there's someone-- or something --inside. the doorknob is rattling, and there's.. a lot of curious rustling sounds

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[thewrongname]

[Humming thoughtfully at the bit of greenery sticking out through the keyhole. Which. Wraps around his finger.]

O-oi.

[stainedlotus]

[That voice sounds like...] Lavi?

[thewrongname]

Mattias, yeah? [...] Why're ya in tha closet, Kanda?

[bloodiedlotus]

[Like he can tell with a door in the way :|]

Damn plant dragged me in.

[thewrongname]

[Which is why he didn't kick the door.]

Tha same plant that has my finger?

[stainedlotus]

Probably.

[thewrongname]

[Attempting to pull his finger free.]

Why not cut yourself free?

[stainedlotus]

Too narrow.

[thewrongname]

...Do ya want some help? [Gets his finger free as the mistletoe wraps around his ankle loose enough that Mattias doesn't notice, pulling out his hammer.]

[stainedlotus]

...Should I just brace myself?

[thewrongname]

'd just move away from tha door if ya can. 'nd shield your face. [Plan is to bust it open with the hammer and possibly trap most of the mistletoe against the wall so Kanda can escape.

But the plant has other things in mind. Door opens and it tugs the redhead in. Then the door shuts once more.] ...tha hell...

[stainedlotus]

[...Okay that's pretty special.]

[thewrongname]

...I think I hate plants now.

[bloodiedlotus]

That was pretty amusing actually.

[thewrongname]

Shut up. [Punches. And huffs. And his nails are glowing in the dark.]

[bloodiedlotus]

[...]

The hell did you do to your nails?