Christmas Elf

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The truck is here, sitting pretty in the light of the sign after arriving sometime in what passes for the night around here. It's another white one, this time with candy cane stripe accents, and the elf that accompanies it is busy setting up shop. A tall and lanky young fellow with brown hair and frank green eyes, he's singing a Christmas song to

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"Eeeee!!!! Drift-Bubby!!!" The squeal comes from a woman who looks like she's in her early to mid twenties.... Except for the bright pink harness that she's wearing. The young man holding the leash looks like he could almost be her brother, and like he's been trying his hardest to keep the woman from running away. The frazzled expression he wears is evidence of the difficulty he's had with that, even with the fact that he brought along some friends to help keep things calm.

"Easy, Desti...."

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Fir looks over his shoulder, then shakes his leg till his sidekick slips out of the leg of his jeans. Soft chirping to the ferret follows, and then she runs over to meet the girl.

"There's a Recorder," says Fire Robo, pausing in the midst of reaching for Destiny to look down at the little animal.

"Aid!" proclaims the white bot next to him, who is wearing some sort of black leather pants and sleeveless shirt outfit that doesn't quite fit the way it was meant to. She bumps him and then offers her arms to Destiny herself.

"No, Five. She wants to go to the elf. Look." Fire Robo frowns worriedly, then glances at one of the other three Aiders as she laughs softly at the big sparklet's antics.

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Destiny pauses in her attempt to drag Drift closer to the elf, hunkering down to clickstorm at the ferret.

Drift looks relieved and takes a deep breath, "Well, at least she's stopped moving..."

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Fire Robo nods, and then goes to hunker by Destiny and watch her as he tries to think of what to say to her.

"So..." Fir walks over. "Destiny Akihabara. Mostly good. So what can I do for you?"

Fire Robo turns his head and looks at the stranger, and even with what little his face moves his wonder is apparent.

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Destiny blinks a bit and clicks as she thinks, before looking to Fire Robo, the Aider Robos, and Drift-bubby. Now that she's gotten distracted, she's forgotten why she insisted on coming in the first place.

Drift, thankfully, hasn't, "She heard about you from one of the adults back home...." He'll then reach up to gently scratch the ears of the white wingcat perched on his shoulder.

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Fir decides to tease. "Ohhh. Destiny, you're here to get the gifts that I have for Drift and the Robos?"

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And now Destiny will frown and try and figure out what you're up to, Fir... She'll also pout once she figures out just what's going on, ".....Been good."

Drift's expression is one of surprise at the comment about gifts for Fire Robo, the Aider Robos, and for himself before he's shaking his head. He knows he was absolutely horrid when he still went by the name Deadlock. Really, he's not expecting much of anything for himself, "Fire Robo and the Aider Robos have been good."

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"I know." Fir gives Drift a quick smile, then turns back to Destiny and smooths tumbled hair back from her face. "So what would you like, hmm, Destiny?"

He knows what's in the bag for her, but he wants to ask anyway.

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Destiny blinks a bit more before answering, "Cookies."

Drift chuckles, and gives Wing more ear scritchies. It never fails to amuse him how serious Destiny looks when she's been thinking hard about what she would like at any given moment.

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Fir turns and goes back to the truck, then returns and offers the big sparklet a smallish red velvet bag that seems to be folded in on itself rather oddly and a box with scrawling handwriting on it. "How about this?"

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Destiny's expression turns from confusion to glee as she holds her hands out and clickstorms.

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"This one's from us." Fir gives her the bag, which is actually a red velvet hat with long, white plush bunny ears. "And this one Heavy Duty addressed to you and stuck in his Christmas sock, so we brought it to you too."

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Destiny's gleeful squeal is loud and also interspersed with a happy clickstorm as she holds the bag and the gift from Heavy Duty close to her chest while she parks her butt on the ground.

Drift's chuckles have a very slightly sad tone to them, even though it's clear he's happy for Destiny. Despite knowing that he can see Heavy Duty and the rest of the JOEs, his mind is going to the family on Gordon's Planet.

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Fir looks over at Drift as the ferret joins the gifts in Destiny's lap, then he goes back to the truck to snag a small red velvet bag and a bigger one made of cured hide. "Don't be so wistful, Drift. I was getting to you."

Green eyes sparkle with teasing laughter as he offers the packages.

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Drift blinks a bit at the bags, before he's reaching for them. "Thank you...." The young mech in disguise will sit down next to Destiny, who has just discovered the pocket pouch, bunting clothes for her dollbabies, crunchy spinach-based noms, and the pipe cleaner flower and is happily clicking and talking to her gifts. Drift will then turn his attention to carefully opening his bags, starting with the cured hide bag.

Then he's ducking his head and clicking softly as he carefully removes a piece of shoulder bone from some sort of large beast, decorated with a baby's hand print. This is shortly joined by what looks almost like a pale sausage. Then, Drift is turning his attention to the velvet bag, and withdrawing a very fancy looking PINpoint. This puzzles the young mech, until he begins to inspect it. The holographic keyboard, and the lock-on capabilities earn a 0_0 expression, though it quickly turns into a big grin as Drift realizes just what he can use the lock-on capabilities for.

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"Drift, what is this?" Fire Robo pokes the big sausage-like thing curiously.

"Aid?" asks Five as she settles to sit beside the siblings, one large hand reaching down to delicately pick up the bunny hat and unfold it fully. The ferret pips at her informatively from her perch in Destiny's lap.