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general actionspam for mistletoe; make threads for whoever! you don't just have to kiss ryojikun CHU

[ it's a beautiful evening. the moon is waxing, the stars are just beginning to prick the night sky, and behold! there is mistletoe hanging in every nook and cranny you can think of. whether you are taking a stroll outside for a late-night cup of coffee, just came out of your favorite cafe, are taking a walk by the snowy beach, or possibly just innocent strolling down the hall of your apartment, it is there.

whoever steps beneath it may not know it, but suddenly the person standing beside them, passing by, or walking in the opposite direction suddenly looks a lot more attractive. maybe their inhibitions just got shot to all hell. whatever it is, it's time to pucker up. ]

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[actually, Belgium may have put up some of mistletoe in the cafe herself, but no one will ever know. except Romano because she made him help.]

( My, Belgium, when did you look so nice.

I MEAN )

[SINCE ALWAYS, Spain, you're so heartless, don't think things like that about a lady, you'll crush her. (or she'll crush you...)

but hey, you're looking good yourself. AWKWARD, she's been over that Catholic crush for a few centuries, hasn't she - well. in any case.]

Ahh, Spain, you made it!

Of course! ( Well he's just smile and be as derpy as always then - it must just be a trick of the light! Right?

Or maybe he'll just stare at her instead. Yeah, staring sounds good. )

You look really really cute today, Bélgica!

Ah?

[ she adjusts her decidedly non-uniform Santa hat with a little jingle, grinning cheekily. ]

Ain't they the nicest? Romano and I decorated, so I figured we'd decorate our own selves the same, huh?

[ He's not happy about it, by the way.

Although Belgium IS looking kinda cute. He's ignoring her EVEN MORE NOW. ]

[sure but who holds grudges against a face like this.

Belgium peers out from the back room with a tray of gingerbread cookies in her hands, eying Romano curiously.]

Hey, why don't ya put on that Santa hat I picked up for ya, huh?

[ Atsumi is outside her building, a cup of hot chocolate in her hands, bundled up against the winter weather. She's just minding her own business, just under the doorway, watching the snow fall.

Mistletoe? What mistletoe? ]

Atusmi-chan!

[ There's a dark-haired boy waving his arms as he approaches. he's bundled up in his black jacket and yellow scarf that he somehow acquired from one of the shops in town. it was probably around the same time when it started snowing. it's cold enough that he can see his breath, and though it's a little awkward seeing palm trees covered in a thin sheet of snow, he decides that he can get used to it. ...even if he wasn't real. even if she wasn't, either.

Ryoji stops, letting out a sigh and trying to catch up with breathing. ]

Ah, sorry, I'm late!

[ She perks up a little, smiling at Ryoji as he approaches, raising one hand in a wave. Atsumi shakes her head as he speaks, taking a sip of her drink before responding. ] I wasn't out here for long! So it's alright.

I was just watching the snow.. I never thought I'd see it!

[ it's a little strange. the whole exchange seems normal, like how they always meet (but unique in its own little way). Ryoji catches his breath and moves to sit next to her. there's a moment, however, when he pauses and gets a good look at her.

and then, it's like he's seeing something else like he hadn't before. ]

Ah ... Yeah, the snow ...

[ he falls into the feeling easily. ]

You're a natural. You and the snow ... both are elegant and beautiful. It suits you.

[Xavin has just exited the West apartment complex. She looks cagey, probably from getting confined to the building while the snow was cleared.

She has not spared a thought to the mistletoe invasion.]

[Chie is jogging along the sidewalks around the dormitories, not dressed nearly warmly enough for the weather, so the cold has turned her nose and cheeks pink, and her breath fogs with every step. Every so often she swerves off the path to aim kicks at snowbanks.

She hasn't seen either the mistletoe or Xavin.]

[Xavin surreptitiously burrows more into her coat, and leans back against the wall of the building. She lets out a heavy sigh, and her sight is momentarily clouded by the fog it produces. When it clears, she catches sight of Chie, and steps towards her.]

Are you not cold?

[Xavin pauses, and looks discomfited by her actions.

There is, of course, mistletoe hanging near the building's entrance, above Xavin's head.]

[Chie stops right in front of her and jogs in place, looking up, a little confused. There's something that feels just a little weird here...]

It's brisk! It toughens you up!

[Xavin finds herself offering a small smile.]

That's a good approach to training, I suppose.

[Chie takes a step closer and starts to feel strangely dizzy. This girl is really pretty... why hadn't she noticed that before?]

Do you train too, then?

I was very dedicated to my training once. Things have changed some since then.

[She looks down, and then back up with a coy look.]

I have been searching for a sparring partner for some time, however.

Oh. Um... haha... that... would... be...

[Now she's totally flustered, at a loss for words, not understanding any of this, especially not the sudden flush of heat in her cheeks, until she glances up past Xavin, and sees the mistletoe above them. Then, as she closes the rest of the space between the two of them, everything seems momentarily crystal clear, perfect and inevitable.]

Yes, it would be quite...

[Xavin swallows thickly, and places her hand on Chie's face, angling the kiss a little better.

Then she seems to snap back into herself, and steps back.]

Oh. What?

[Chie was stunned for a moment. That had been... really, really nice. And really, really unexpected. And, um... had they been flirting before? Was that what that had been?]

Um. That's, uh, not exactly the kind of training I had in mind, haha...

[The laughter is very forced, and trails off quickly, leaving it very obvious just how stunned and confused she is at the moment.]

[ the snow isn't anything remotely unfamiliar to Finland, even if the surroundings are, and the same goes for Hanatamago - regardless of the weather outside, she'd pawed helplessly at the apartment door until Finland had agreed to take her out. Sealand was down for the night anyway, so he would be fine if Finland took a walk to stretch his legs and burn some of Hanatamago's energy.

so it's in one of the city's parks that Finland finds himself, where he sits down and relaxes as Hanatamago jumps through snowdrifts and runs in circles around the tree beside them.

(of course, mistletoe grows on trees...) ]

Ah, Hanatamago, don't go so far. Be careful!

[ Sheska was coming home from some shopping, apparently, given the two bags she's carrying, when something (possibly the EXPLODING snowdrifts and the romping polar bear?) caught her eye and she pauses to watch. Oh, no, it's not a polar bear. It's a dog! Having the time of its life, apparently. How adorable is that? And there's a person over there... Isn't that Finland? Oh good! She'd been meaning to inquire after recipes. So she waved with a free hand, wandering over. ]

Finland!

Oh, Sheska!

[ He returns the wave as Sheska approaches, standing up politely, while Hanatamago barks in greeting from her half-buried position. With the weather how it was, he hadn't expected to see anyone out at all, but company was always nice! ]

Hey, do you need help with all that?

Oh, no, it's not much. Thank you, though!

[ She does place the bags on one end of the bench for a little bit, though. No point in holding them while she was talking, and she wanted to pet Hanatamago if there was a pause in the romp. ]

I ran out of things to make cookies with. I'm hoping to find a variety that Belarus enjoys. Besides, one can never have too many cookies this time of year, right?

[ COOKIES!! His favourite thing around this season, for obvious reasons. He sits back down on the bench and clears away a bit of snow so Sheska can sit if she likes, and Hanatamago comes bounding over to sniff at her ankles. ]

I wish I could help! But Belarus... Well, you could probably ask Lithuania, something tells me he'd have ideas!

You'll leave some cookies out on Christmas, right?

[Disregarding the snow, she knelt to scruffle Hanatamago's ears and smile into the big fluffy face. She loved this dog. So soft and sweet and cuddly, even if she could knock the wind out of you. ]

Oh, for... Saint Nicolas, isn't it? I suppose so! I hadn't thought about it, really. Do you leave some out, then?

[Ten comes charging out of the dormitories staring around and pointing dramatically.]

They were right there! A full... regiment of toy soldiers, just marching along through the snow, bayonets fixed!

[He makes a bayoneting gesture with his extended finger, then frowns out at the snow and pulls out his sonic screwdriver, scanning for... well, scanning for something, that seems certain.]

[And not too far behind him is Rose, eyebrows raised high. She asks, less out of disbelief than amusement,]

What, really? Like somethin' out of Toy Story, though? You sure?

Of course I'm sure! Don't I look sure?

[He squints at the readout on the screwdrriver, then scans again, dissatisfied with whatever it's telling him.

They were right here, I swear.

It's funny, though, 'cause one of the teddies that showed up in my flat found it's way into the fridge but I didn't see it get there either.

[It's clear she'd a little dismissed the irregularity as a one-time thing, but if other toys were going all Buzz and Woody on the island, well then that's something different. While he peers at the screwdriver, Rose looks down at the snow he'd been scanning.]

Are those tracks?

Oh yes! Well spotted, Rose Tyler!

[He straightened immediately, the frown vanishing from his face to be replaced by a brilliant grin, and he turned to take her hand, lacing their fingers together, obviously prepared to dash out into the snow along the path of the tracks... and froze, staring at her.]

[Rose smiles back, because it's just like old times, isn't it? The Doctor and Rose, defenders of the universe, from evil aliens and naughty children's toys, and wait what's with that look on his face, anyway.]

What's wrong?

[Not... not that she's going to give much thought to what it could be, since she's really starting to focus on how nice it feels to hold his hand again, and it occurs to her that there are much better things they could be doing than chasing after someone's runaway toy soldiers.]

Doctor...

Wrong? Everything. Is. Brilliant.

[He gives Rose his brightest smile, squeezes her hand gently, and before his superior Time Lord inetllect can compute what's going on, he's leaning in for a kiss.]

[While a lot of the authority and the official line that ran the island were clearly bullshit, Shepard had found that he liked being a cop. All the weirdness on the island still had to be dealt with by the police, pretty much on the fly, and so the department did its best to make certain its officers didn't get stuck in red tape or any other kind of bureaucratic nonsense. He was sure that higher up the pay scale there were still problems, but as a beat cop, he could focus on helping people out, keeping the city calm and safe -- and that was satisfying.

There was something about being in uniform that meant he didn't so much walk down the street as swagger, and as he moved now between the shopping district and the residential area, he felt relaxed, and almost cheerful. Who cared about a few loose penguins and flying snowballs? No Reapers, no Collectors, no pirate gangs or thresher maws -- even being on duty felt like a goddamn vacation.]

[Sheska had the afternoon off from work and was taking the time to do a little Christmas shopping. Her roommate, Belarus, tended to spend a lot of time angry, and Sheska wanted to try and find something to thaw the young woman a bit. Not that it was likely, but still. So she was walking down the main street of the shopping district, looking in shops and trying to decide what a country might want. A scarf? A bottle of wine? She had not really been paying much attention to the mistletoe on every streetlamp, and in every shop door.]

[She might not have been the most cheerful creature since she arrived, but even Yukiko was enjoying the Christmas season. The decorations, the carols (though the lyrics were strange), the snow... she could almost imagine herself on vacation in another city. Currently she was walking the park, admiring the way the woodland creatures were banding together to decorate a small pine tree in silver and gold decorations. Even the wildlife was into the Christmas spirit! Some thoughtful bird had even put little mistletoe sprigs on practically every branch.]

[ Teddie herds his backup dancers into one of the lounges in the North dormitory after their most recent performance. ]

Does anyone want sodas?

[ The bears erupt in roars. Looks like all four bears want a Cola Coca. Teddie nods, and makes his way into the back hallway where the vending machines are located. ]

[ And who peeks through the door? ]

Ah, there's soda's too?

[ Teddie turns and breaks into a smile at the sight of his friend. He walks towards the doorway to greet him, not noticing the mistletoe following him to the door. ]

Ryoji-kun! Here, I have an extra.

[ Teddie hands him a soda. ]

[ how thrilling! Ryoji almost swoons into the room, his hand slipping around the soda. he had to admit that he had never thought he would meet someone like him, and as much as he wanted to share his experiences with the blond boy, he kept things slow.

they had just learned that they were real, after all, and he didn't want to overwhelm him. besides, it was just nice having company. he noticed how Teddie's expression lit up when he saw him, and it always made him feel wanted. like he had just come home. ]

That's really thoughtful of you.

How are things working out? Ah! I thought I'd come down and see for myself!

[It wasn't that Hong Kong has been sulking lately, per se; generally what with Taiwan going back god-knows-where and Teacher never even showing up and not even Korea showing his annoying face around, he feels it is well within his rights to mope a little bit around the apartment.

He's lying face-down on the couch in the living room he shares with Souji, doing his best to ignore the various Christmas-themed wildlife dancing cheerily around the apartment. He occasionally glances up at the TV just long enough to heave a melodramatic sigh and bury his face back in the cushions.

No, Polar Bear, he doesn't want a Coke, and YOU ARE RUINING EVERYTHING]

[ Souji's an easy enough roommate. he cleans up after himself, he cooks, and most of the time he keeps to himself. however, Hong Kong's mood was too blatant to ignore. so he comes out of his room in his slippers, his back to the ... wildlife. (this whole thing was getting ridiculous to the point that was comical.) ]

Hong Kong-san?

[Hong Kong lifts his head up ever-so-slightly at Souji's voice - as far he's concerned, the only silver lining to this whole place is that he essentially has won the competition for cutest/cleanest/most conscientious roommate, and he intends to enjoy that sliver of joy for as long as possible.]

Sorry, I was gonna clean up some of this mess, but it just seems to get worse and worse.

[Only a partial untruth - probably he would have made an effort to straighten things up were he not busy feeling spectacularly sorry for himself. As if to emphasize the ridiculousness of their situation, a sprinkle of glittery snow takes that moment to fall from the ceiling and dust both of them lightly.

Hong Kong can't even manage a snide comment - just stares long-sufferingly at his roommate through his bangs.]

No way this nonsense would have flown at home.

[ if only he knew Hong Kong-san thought so much of him. he absently pats a deer on the behind as he approaches him to be ... petted. he mutters something that sounds suspiciously close to "not now" and the deer pouts (if you could call it that), and slinks away.

Souji takes one good look at their surroundings and sighs. he'd already retired to not getting himself worked up about it, which is what he usually ends up retiring to. nonetheless it was still a little ironically hilarious.

so he sits at the end of the couch, looking down at his roommates face. ]

We'll worry about it when things settle down.

...

[ a pause, and he cracks a smile. ]

It's kind of funny, actually. Ah, but ... it seems like something else is bothering you.

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general actionspam for mistletoe; make threads for whoever! you don't just have to kiss ryojikun CHU

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Pardon my intrusion, but I think he's adorable. I couldn't pass him up.

GASP HDU

/SHAAAAME

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ugh sorry for the lateness

i am always here to thread with you

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