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After showering and dressing for the day Elizabeth gone to the bags on the dresser, pulling out a small Christmas tree and placing it on the desk as it was the only surface in-between the two beds so it felt like a fitting place. It was tiny and fake but seemed better than nothing.

Once that was done she checked her phone, figuring she should send a text to Bronagh with her dorm number, saying it was no party but she was free to hang out of if she wished. Hopefully Allison wouldn't mind...

Another one was sent to Anthony, but it was unlikely that he would show. In fact she was pretty sure the only reason why he replied to any of her texts was so that she wouldn't go to check on him in person, proving he had yet to accept what she had done. What a shame...

For a moment the dark haired girl stared blankly into space, sighing softly at the thought.

Still dazed Elizabeth returned to the dresser, deciding to simply move Allison's and Bronagh's gifts into two empty, separate bags as she had not bought any wrapping paper. They should just be grateful they got anything at all, really. And if they didn't like them then oh well, she bought Allison's right after getting Anthony so both were video games so it would just be two for him. And Bronagh's would do just fine for her.

In any case Christmas morning was proving boring though at least it seemed to have snowed plenty and as winter was her favorite season Elizabeth found herself in a nice mood, thus explaining the gifts. Hopefully it'd last.

 

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"ITSSSS CHRISTMASSSSSSSSS TIMMEEEEEEE" yelled the voice of the all to familiar and not dead old man as he arose from not being dead

"GODDAMN IT OLD MAN DO YOU HAVE YO YELL?" Altair yelled back

"YES NOW SHUT UP AND GET DOWNSTAIRS" yelled the old man

"WHAT THE?!" Altair yelled as a sudden a series of bangs came from the stairs as Altair fell down the stairs and landed on the floor "Y-You Damn Christmasy bastard you kicked me down the stairs" Altair said weakly

"Damn right I did now quit your winning" the old man said as he walked down the stairs and smiled softly at Heidi "I'm glad to see your up Heidi" the old man said as took a seat next to her and gave her a hug with one arm "Merry Christmas, your gramps has got you something special" he said as he reached under the tree. Raising an eyebrow, the old man's eyes noticed the present for him and smiled "awww Heidi you didn't have to get anything for me" the old man said as he immediately opened his gift. "WHOAHOHO BEST GIFT EVER" the old man suddenly yelled in glee as he held up the shirt and grinned "matches me PERFECTLY....totally wearing it when I kick Altair's ass" The old man said immediately putting it on. To him this was one of those #1 Grandfather shirts that grandparents were always proud to wear. "Now here is your gift" the old man said as he brought Heidi's present to her. It was a box that contained all the finest chocolates all across the world.

 

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The alarm clock, which he did not remember setting, began blaring at his bedside. It was too early. This was not his scheduled time to awaken. No no no, now everything will be off.

Elliot began to stir, eventually ending up on the edge of the bed where he tapped on the clock until it turned off. Once that was settled a letter next to digital clock caught his attention as he had not notice it there the night before. Glasses would be needed for this so he took a moment to put them on before picking up the piece of paper.

Was this from a new...

"No."

And with that he rolled over and went back to sleep.

The next time the boy awoke the sun was actually up and he was more willing to think about the letter. But while thinking his morning routine took place and ended after breakfast when he then entered into the living room. It would seem that the glass table had been replaced with a tree with a small amount of gifts under it, but other than that nothing else had been changed. Per usual.

For everyone who knew the Andersons should have also known that they were not one for the holidays. However every year, probably as some social experiment, they would have Christmas as some "normal family," even though his parents only showed for about an hour late at night. They probably took notes from the security cameras though. Kept to share letter and discuss how they should improve their family structure.

Really pointless, all of it. Resistance only made things more hectic though and seeing as he would be trapped here for the next twenty-four hours it seemed like the most logical thing to do was to go along with this. So he fetched Olivia's and Theodore's presents to place under the tree though sat with them on the couch instead. Maybe he would just allow the two to open them once they came down.

Where were they anyway? Were they really still sleeping?

What bums.

 

Allison woke up and turned to see that Elizabeth had also woken up as well as a cute little plastic tree on the desk drawer between their two beds. "Oh hey, this is really cute. Did you buy this yesterday?" she asked as she rubbed her eyes. She then got up and got dressed in jeans and wondered what she was going to do today. When she opened up tumblr she was happy to see that Anthony had replied to her message and that tumblr hadn't eaten it. Immediately she went to her back to pull out her book and a pencil, but was surprised to find an extra folded up paper in that pocket. Normally she did keep some assorted folded up papers of various things, but unlike the others, this one seemed new and wasn't folded as much. She slowly took it out and put it next to her as she focused on writing down Anthony's phone number. Now she could call him and he could do the same with her. Now for this mysterious nice paper. She opened it up and read it, eyes widening and mouth dropping before reverting back into a confused expression with her left eyebrow raised. According to this letter she was freaking rich. And she had to use it wisely in this game? Did this mean this was sent by someone who knew? And it was signed by Orpheus. Orpheus....that name sounds familiar...didn't he...have to go down to the underworld for his wife? I forgot if he failed or not...He couldn't look at her as they were going back up. That could be very hard. Anyway, is this another of the..."actual players" like Crestatia? I mean this thing did magically magic itself into my bag. Hm. For now, Allison just shrugged and decided to do something on tumblr for once.

 

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Christmas!!! It was Christmas, Matt literally leapt out of bed, his eyes sparkling. He looked over at the still unslept in bed where his room-mate should have been. That was odd he hadn't seen him at all since the body switch, he never even got to find out his name. No matter it was Christmas!!! He walked over to the small pile of presents that all sat beneath a Christmas tree shaped air freshener, that he's hung off a ruler balanced off the side of his desk. Well you had to put the presents under the Christmas tree. He gazed at the presents but he had no desire to open them, not alone at least. He was far more excited about doing something else. He quickly got dressed into quite nice clothes, it was Christmas, he wanted to look the part and delved into the deepest parts of his case to find what he was looking for. His smile shone out as he found it. It was only a small present but it was oh so nicely wrapped, it was almost a work of art in itself with the way it had been wrapped and it would almost be a shame to open it. That wasn't his job to do anyway.

He hadn't bought many presents, he still hardly knew anyone here but that didn't bother him. He'd got some chocolates for his room-mate, should he ever reappear that he left on their pillow. The small one though, he'd got that ages ago, he'd wanted to get something really special. He quickly left his room and almost ran down the corridor but at the same time was ever so careful, he did not want to damage the present. Before he knew it, he'd reached the girl's half and walked slower down their corridor. There it was, Zoey's room. He stood outside it for a few moments taking deep breaths, he was nervous, what if she didn't like it? He'd searched so hard to find something she would but still he was a bit scared. Ignoring this, he raised his hand and knocked on her door, hiding the present behind his back.

 

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[/url]"I'm glad to see your up Heidi" the old man said as took a seat next to her and gave her a hug with one arm "Merry Christmas, your gramps has got you something special" he said as he reached under the tree.

"M-merry Christmas," she stuttered as he pulled a present out from under the tree. She waved over to Altair who was stilling lying on the ground. Heidi gave him a sheepish grin. Was he okay? That fall looked like it might have hurt really ba--

"awww Heidi you didn't have to get anything for me" She turned her head to look back at Altair's grandpa. Oh. He found his present. She blushed slightly. Hopefully he would like it. He proceeded to open the poorly wrapped present quickly and held the shirt up in the air. "WHOAHOHO BEST GIFT EVER," he yelled in glee. Heidi breathed a sigh of relief. "matches me PERFECTLY....totally wearing it when I kick Altair's ass" Oh no. That's not what she wanted. Her face fell. She didn't want them to keep fighting. He immediately put it on and handed Heidi her gift. "Now here is your gift"

Her fingers fumbled with the wrapping. She never got presents. Heidi felt the urge to be as gentle with the the paper as possible. She wanted to keep it in tact, to treasure it. She frowned when the tape tore a corner, defeating all her hard work. Heidi pulled the paper away and noticed the decorative box. She read the cover before lifting the lid. Her eyes lit up. Chocolate. When was the last time she ate chocolate? A few hospital visits ago, no doubt. "Th-thank you." Her fingers nervously picked at the chocolates, popping them into her mouth one by one. They were delicious-- the best chocolate she had ever tasted.

Heidi sat the box down on the floor and picked up Altair's gift. She stood up, Harley's shirt and shorts hanging loosely on her small frame, and carried it over to him. "H-here." She blushed and held the package out to him, along with a hand to help him stand up. "I uh... I got this for you." Her bangs fell in her eyes, but this time, she did not brush them away. Heidi stared down at her feet. She had a feeling he wouldn't like it. Her heart beat rapidly in her chest.

 

Marcus snapped awake because of the shrill ringing of his phone. He glanced at the screen and was relieved to see that it was his ride and hopefully many other's ride out of here. He stretched and picked up the phone. Running through the last minute details of the plan before finally getting out of his bed and grabbing the hangar from the night before, and doing a shaky snake check. Once the coast was clear, he headed to his bathroom to take cre of hiself and when his shoe was tied and his jacket was secured he ventured outside. He needed to get to the school's power supply.

He gritted his teeth and clenched his phone, the administrators would never allow him to do this. But it was so obvious that he was surprised that one of the snake catchers didn't just do it themself. The thought of traversing the school still gave him the creepy crawlies all along his back. Instead of worrying about being bit he focused on keeping his eyes and ears opened as he finally left the school's dorm and stepped out in the chill of Christmas Day. At least this would keep the snakes away. He just hoped his brother would do the simple thing he asked of him.

 

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"It's Christmas!"​

Bronagh woke up in a semi-irritated mood, but she was fine. Why was she semi-irritated? The children in the other room. She obviously wasn't mad at them because they were kids they were just really LOUD.​

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Bronagh luckily received a bag that she put all her belongings in. When her aunt had visited her the other day she brought clothes, but probably forgot she had broken legs because she gave her JEANS. Still, she managed to get into her outfit fine and made sure to put on Shadow's necklace.​

She had gotten her aunt to get over and drive her to the school, but she wasn't there yet. She assumed there was an argument between her and her mother that was delaying her. Either way it was fine.​

The nurse also gave Bronagh information about Ryan Alexander(well at least now she knew his last name) after she had to sign a bunch of paperwork about not releasing his information to the public, calling his guardians before taking off with the child, blah blah blah.​

Gosh for a hospital that allows for easy access to information immediately, the paperwork sure took up a lot of her time.​

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Pain enveloped the teen as he continued to lie on the ground in pure pain. He let out a groan in pain, but it was a quiet one that did not interrupt the moment between the old man and Heidi. Altair softly smiled as he watched the exchange take place, but soon enough he noticed Heidi walk up to him. He raised an eyebrow but chuckled when she bashfully gave him his gift.

“Thanks Heidi” Altair said with a smile as he glanced at the wrapped up gift with a smile. The wrapping was lousy, but that didn’t matter considering he could tell she did it with care. Unwrapping his gift, Altair raised his eyebrow and stared confused at the strange gift he received “A….stethoscope……” Altair said and just remained quiet as he stared at it. Soon enough Altair couldn’t help it anymore and began to let out a hearty laughter “this is perfect for that doctor’s outfit I still have..hah….this is great!” Altair said as his laughter subsided to a snicker, but suddenly turned to an awkward laughter when he realized something. “Oh god, that poor doctor….” Altair said extremely quietly as the guilt of whacking the doctor and stealing his clothes immediately hit him.

With a smile Altair placed the stethoscope to the side and glanced over at the rest of the gift. Immediately noticing what it was suddenly caused the teen to fall silent. The smile on his face vanished and Altair lifted up one of the bandanas and stared at it.

“Altair….” The old man said solemnly as he looked at the teen seriously

“No….it’s alright” Altair said closing his eyes as he held the bandanas tightly and held it to his forehead. The teen smiled softly as what seemed to be small tears began to form in his eyes “This….this the greatest gift I could ever ask for…thank you Heidi” Altair said. Letting out a sigh Altair continued to smile as he wiped away the tears that were forming. Lowering his hands and opening his eyes Altair looked up at Heidi “I got something for you as well” Altair said pulling out a wrapped box. He spent a lot of time searching for the right item and this was the result, a beautiful pendant with a beautiful sapphire.

 

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She could catch a glimpse of the gently falling snowflakes from her position on the dusty, wood floor. Her fingers still stung badly, but she had managed to pick all of the larger shards of glass out from under her nails. Now, she just laid there peering out of the busted window. ​

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Her throat hurt too badly to continue singing to herself. ​

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In a moment, she would be going downstairs to retrieve her things and make herself relatively comfortable in the cold attic. She hoped that no one had stolen her suitcase as she 'slept', or whatever that black out was. This neighborhood seemed nice enough but she couldn't be sure of anything anymore.​

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Delicately, she pushed herself up with her palms. Ouch. Everything hurt. After a few minutes of that position, she was standing up. If only it wasn't so cold. A bit of warmth would have been enough to make this Christmas a bit more tolerable. ​

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Water splashed beneath her as she took the necessary steps from the attic to the second floor and down again. Her mind was trying, but she couldn't quite process everything. This was her home--but it was not. She had lived and survived here for fourteen years--but that was not possible. How long had her house been this way? Where had her family gone? Were they ever here...?​

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Teeth dug painfully into her bottom lip as her frustration rose again. She swallowed down a small sob and stepped out of the ruins and out into the snow. ​

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It truly was gorgeous. Cold and slippery, but beautiful. Christmas lights twinkled in the gray atmosphere both from outside and inside of extensively decorated homes. Lovely. Maybe she could maybe braid a Christmas reef out of the tall grass and wild berries. The sad thought left her for a moment onto to return as she turned back around and took note of the vines crawling up her 'house'. ​

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Eleanora had nothing better to do.​

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The snow flattened under her soggy shoes as she circled the house. Her fingers reached out to pull some thick vines from a half-destroyed wall of the house. She tugged once and then twice before nearly giving up. One more time.​

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Steadying herself, she tugged...and failed. Pain shot through her fingers and she let go prematurely, tumbling back into a bush and landing on her bum. ​

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The sound interrupted the building of her tears and she yelped in surprise. ​

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Apologizing to a cat. ​

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How terrible.​

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Apologizing to a cat. ​

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A cat. ​

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She pushed herself back up just in time to see a small black creature dart around to the front of the house. Her stomach flipped, but she followed. It couldn't be...She slipped but avoided falling forward, stumbling instead out into her driveway. Sleek black fur, pointed ears, long silver whiskers and a patch of white fur over his stomach. Moondrop. ​

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Eleanora's words wouldn't form. Her eyes stared quietly at the animal, and she took a step closer to him with a pounding heart. His ears perked and then he was off; running down her driveway and across the street. ​

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Without hesitation she followed, running past her neglected suitcase and into the quiet street without bothering to look both ways. ​

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The icy roads and sidewalks made it difficult for her to catch up, but when she finished crossing the street, Moondrop had darted inbetween two houses and disappeared. Her chest rose with a pained sigh and her hair shook with the swiveling of her body as she tried to spot her beloved friend again. ​

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Up! Her neck bent and she smiled faintly when she saw Moondrop sitting safe and sound on a windowsill. Though she smiled, tears were falling. Something was wrong with her. Deeply wrong. She was insane. Disturbed. Messed up. Something was...off. Moondrop was dead, and unless she was too...no matter how warm he looked or how beautiful and healthy he appeared, he wasn't there. He was too far away from her. Too far to reach.​

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Eleanora reached up. Greener, thicker, intricate vines weaved their way beautifully up a gutter. They looked much healthier than the ones she had at home. Her hands grasped at these vines and pulled herself up the gutter.​

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No turning back now. She was already gone. Way gone. ​

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She climbed and climbed and surprisingly, Moondrop waited for her. He even skipped out of the way when she reached the windowsill and pulled her way through with a wince. Blood trickled onto her jacket from her fingertips. Her eyes scanned the room. ​

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Of course, he was gone now. No cat. Just the room of a stranger and some muffled voices coming from downstairs. Had she just broken into someone's house? ...Yes. ​

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Inside she knew, though. This wasn't just someone's house, or room. It was John's. His aura... No... ... his energy was here. His bed. A bunch of stupid Christian stuff was plastered on the walls. ​

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As quietly as possible she tiptoed around the room, trying to remain respectful by not touching anything with her bloody fingers. ​

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Tears. Shaking. Hyperventilating. ​

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Moving over to the dresser once more Elizabeth grabs Allison's bag and drops it on her bed. Inside is a single video game. And as the bag drops next to the other girl Elizabeth gives a small smile and wishes her a merry Christmas before going back to check her phone again.

While looking at the messages she continues speaking. "I hope it's okay, not really sure what you like... Anthony, my brother, gave it a high rating so should be fun to play."

 

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She gave her parents a tired smile as they filled her in on recent family events. She kept the smile plastered on as she stood up and excused herself. Her heart was singing a sad song and she could not bear to keep it in any longer. Her heeled feet took her across the kitchen into the hall and up the stairs to the nearest bathroom where she locked herself in before plopping with grace onto the toilet seat and opened her mouth to let out quiet wails that matched the small twin streams of tears that ruined her eye shadow. She could not be too loud, her parents had arrived as soon as she called them but the house felt just as cold. The walls just as bleak. Hell financial advising didn't even give a big thrill anymore.

Oh yes, she still knew they meant well, but they could not give her what she had lost. And she just truly wanted to be alone but not in this house. Not anymore. The last sniffle was had as she calculated that she spent five minutes in the bathroom and thus it was time to go. She took a deep breath and straightened her hair, redid and cleaned up her botched makeup, and took another steadying breath before walking solemnly through the halls. Her mantra became. I will not look in his room. I will not look in his room. But still her feet stopped at the closed door. Her compulsion to see something that reminded her of her baby boy override the protection of the mantra and she found herself turning the knob of his bedroom door and stepping inside.

Still the same, Jesus on one wall, and Adam Young on the other. It actually made her smile, she knew how he was, truly after all. But what the hell was that noise? What in the hell was that shaky figure on her son's carpet.

Open window. Red finger tips. Not nails, but finger tips. Break in? Most likely, drug user, perhaps. Then again, that hair color did look familiar.

"Why are you here, little girl? Are there more people with you? Let me know now, and I will go easy on you."

It was Christmas. The little girl was clearly just a baby, not a kid. But Shirley had lost her kid. She had no fúcks to give today.

 

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Today, she was returning to Coy City with Cherno to do what ever it was that he wanted to do. She had a slight idea of what the consisted of, but would rather have made no early insinuations.

Before she left, she left a card to Cristina and set a small, wrapped box on the dresser next to her bed. From the crash, Cristina's speaking device had been almost completely destroyed, and so she had taken it upon herself to buy another one, if only for the sake of ridding herself of the guild that came with being careless with something that didn't truly belong to her.

With a sigh, she buttoned up her coat and dusted herself off slightly, then walked out of the room, closing the door quietly behind her. The hallways seemed unusually lively with students who had all decided to get up early that day. They were loud, too, and in her way. Just because it was Christmas, didn't mean they all had to become a bunch of little hellions.

Without remorse, Kallisti forced her way through the girls and few boys in her way and earned a few dirty words, but she ignored them and continued to journey to her destination.

When she arrived, there was no sign of Cherno and she glanced down at her watch. Well, there was still the rest of the day, they had time.

Off in the distance, standing next to a tree, she saw a person watching her. Nonchalantly, she squinted her eyes to get a better look, and found that the person was wearing a mask. Was it that same person from last time? What were they doing watching her? Following her around?

Kallisti glanced at her watch, once more. When would Cherno come?

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Eleanora jumped when she heard the voice, but she resisted the urge to scramble out of the room. Was this...John's mother? She was too afraid to check and see if she had magical eyes, too. She wiped her tears away, but more took their place.​

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Snow was falling outside her window. It was Christmas. There was nothing special about Christmas to her though. The holiday was one that was meant to be spent with family, friends, or people that one was close to- none of which she had. Cristina did not hate the holiday, but she did not hate it either. It was just like any other day to her. The only difference between today and any other day of the year, was that people were more cheery. The girl found over-spirited people annoying. They were too positive for their own good.

The snow falling outside did not lift her spirits either. For six years now, snowfall had only stirred up terrible memories. Memories that she would rather not remember. Especially during one of the cheeriest moments of the year. Cristina was always the spoil-sport around this time of year. One child at her previous orphanage had even gone so far as to call her a "Scrooge," but the girl didn't believe that she was that extreme. She wasn't fond of the holiday, but it wasn't because she didn't want to give out presents.

Cristina sighed and sat up. Quin had gone out again. The girl knew that her roommate did not have to spend all her time with her, but for some reason, Cristina felt as if Quin was purposely avoiding her. She hated the feeling. The girl looked at the dresser, where a card and a box were placed. Cristina walked over to look. It seemed that Quin had left it for her. The card had a cardinal on it, which reminded her of Carmine, who had flown out earlier. She carried both the box and card back to her bed. The box was somewhat heavy. Cristina carefully opened it. A new speech device? Her's had been crushed, but she would've gotten a new one herself. Eventually. It was too late for Cristina to buy a present for Quin, so instead, she immediately got her sketchbook out and started drawing. She had an idea.

 

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[/url]Altair took his present from her and began to open it. Her heart raced. He looked at the stethoscope a bit confused before finally bursting out into a fit of laughter. Something was funny? It was a joke to him? He must not have liked it. Her face fell. "hah….this is great!” He did like it? So, what was so funny? She didn't get it. When Altair was finally done laughing and smiling, he reached back into the box and pulled out the stack of bandanas. Altair's reaction to the second present was unexpected, to say the least. She could handle him laughing at the stethoscope, it was a dumb gift, but he... he started to get emotional. Did he hate it that much? She felt awful.

Heidi knelt down beside him, her shoulders drooped, and tangled messy hair fell in her face. How could she be such an idiot? “This….this the greatest gift I could ever ask for…thank you Heidi” What? She looked up at him. Altair was smiling softly. He wiped away tears from his face. It didn't make sense. He was crying with a smile? He seemed pleased, which only confused Heidi further.

"Y-you mean it?" Heidi lunged forwards, wrapping her arms around his torso and burying her face into his chest. "I'm glad," she muttered softly into his shirt.

“I got something for you as well” He pulled out a box and she detached herself from him, taking it in her small hands. Heidi looked down at it nervously and unwrapped the present with the same tenderness that she did with the old man's. The content inside of the box was the most beautiful thing she had ever seen. Gifts were a rarity in her life, especially of this caliber. Santa didn't need to be real if this was what actual people gave her, not that she was becoming superficial in any way. Her fingers lifted it delicately from the box and she eyed it in the morning light. The necklace sparkled, matching her chocolate eyes. The sapphire was set perfectly in the center of the pendant, the chain being a white gold. She couldn't help but marvel at it. It was too much. Far far too much. She did not deserve something so nice.

Quickly, she embraced him once more. "It's... It's so amazing." She smiled up at him with a wide dumb grin and then over to his grandpa. "Thank you. Both of you. You've... you've done so much. I just... I wish there was something I could do." Heidi sat there staring at it while it sparkled for a bit longer, before finally returning it to the box. "I'm... I'm going to go get dressed and put it on." It was amazing.

Heidi took the steps two at a time as she made her way to the top of the staircase. She set the box down on the dresser and grabbed a robe before heading off to take a shower. It wasn't a long one. She was too eager and giddy for anything but a quick five minute shower. Heidi got out, toweled off as fast as she could, then returned to the bedroom. She opened a few of the drawers, noticing them filled with clothes. It was all too much. They wouldn't want her around forever. She didn't want to burden them. Heidi sat down on the edge of the bed as she got ready. Her phone was nearby and she picked it up, immediately feeling bad for leaving Harley once more. She decided to send him a message, just in case.

Deciding to test out the apps on her new phone once more, Heidi clicked to tumblr. There was a message from Allison. She responded, informing her that she was indeed fine. A response from Zoey awaited her. She had told her about the Christmas present, and now apparently the red-head was out getting her something. Heidi felt bad. She never meant for it to be reciprocated. Finally, something else caught he eye and her breathing nearly stopped. there was a message from Anthony. That was not possible. He was dead; but in the message, he explained it to be a misunderstanding. Heidi was so pleased, tears began to kiss her cheeks. Is this how Altair felt about the bandanas? She was so happy to know he was actually alive. They were supposed to do things together. She had been looking forward to it. Anthony asked Heidi to tell Harley too. She decided to do so and sent him another message.

Heidi sat there at the edge of the bed, fully dressed and ready for the day. Something was stopping her from moving, but it didn't matter. As long as she could sit there and stare at Anthony's tumblr page, she was fine with it.

 

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Just seeing the happy smile of Heidi brought happiness to Altair. He had never seen her so happy before and it just brought him great joy. As he watched her run off to get dressed, Altair let out a sigh as he got up "damn that hurts....wonder who's fault that is" Altair said glaring at the old man.

"Hey, don't blame me because your a weak ass" the old man said standing up

"Why you..." Altair said clenching his fist

"Heh bring it on weakling, I got a new shirt that tells me to kick you ass" the old man said with a grin. With that declaration the to immediately charged at each other and began to wrestle each other. As the two grasped the others neck, the two fell two the ground and began rolling on the floor to gain victory over the other person. They rolled and choked each other but that soon stopped when they rolled into the bucket of water that was strangely next to the tree. Time immediately slowed down for the two and with it they witnessed the bucket of water fall down. The water in the bucket fell straight towards the plugs for the Christmas tree light and the two knew what was going to happen. They immediately tried to roll away, but the old man was just too slow.

The plugs began to spark and electricity began to burst out. The old man immediately began to get shocked and Altair watched in horror. Eventually the shock subsided and the old man just let out a sigh "oh god that hurt" the old man sad

"HOLY SHIT!" Altair yelled in utter disbelief.

"eh? didn't know you cared about me like that" the old man said quite surprised that Altair cared.

"NOT YOU, THE FUCKING TREE!" Altair yelled as he pointed at the tree

"THE TR- HOLY **** ON A ANGEL'S FRIGGING ASS!" the old man yelled as he noticed the tree that was set on fire.

And so the two began to panic. They places their hands on their head and ran around "FIRE FIRIGGIN FIRE!" Altair yelled as he ran away immediately

"WHAT DO I DO!? WHAT DO I DOOOOOOOOOO!?" the old man yelled as he noticed the fallen bucket. Immediately the old man grabbed it and ran to the kitchen in order to fill it up with water. After some time the bucket was full and the old man rushed back to the tree. Not hesitating in the slightest the old man threw the bucket of water at the tree, but the water only seemed to have strengthen the flames "YOU'VE GOT TO BE FUCKING WITH ME" the old man yelled

"MOVE OUT OF THE WAY!" Altair yelled as he brought the fire extinguisher into the room and immediately set the hose on and sent a torrent forward

"AFIGEREGAF WHY THE HELL ARE YOU SPRAYING ME?!" The old man yelled as he was hit in the face

"....sorry force of habit" Altair said as he directed fire extinguisher to the tree. The water soon enough doused the flames and the two dropped on the ground and began to pant "can we have at least ONE fucking Christmas without burning the tree down?" Altair said as he breathed heavily.

 

Shirley started to say something. But then faltered. What could she say at a time like this? What could she say at a time like this? She took a tentative step towards the girl. She knew her son! A connection to her little Johnny! It was so hard to keep her wits around this stranger with such a situation like this. Shirley could feel the tears building in the corner of her eyes. Young. Cute. Piercing doe like eyes. Too young to be in my boy's grade. But who knows who he was dating before....before he was taken away.

"I miss him too." She had said it quietly and then cleared her throat. Double checking the girl's word about being alone as she peered at the snow driven land and saw nothing to turn the child into a liar. Still, it seems like the crazy young stalker bit seems to be the case. As her bloody nails could attest too. She wondered why she was so familiar looking but dismissed it to stand infront of the door. "...I don't know why, but I feel like I should clean you up first. Before calling the cops." She spoke with authority alacrity and whisked the smaller and lighter girl away to the very bathroom she had cried in earlier. This would make the perfect place to interrogate her also.

Briskly and with a bit of purpose in her step, she left the stranger in her bathroom for a moment to stand in the hall and shout that she was taking a business call. That would give her plenty time to question and bandage this strung out love fiend. She stepped back into the bathroom and hunted down the peroxide and cotton swabs.

 

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{tumblr ✄ Psychosis-Normal ✄ Mood- disoriented}​

{OOC: time skip yo! ✄ Wearing ✄ Day 26.2 Tuesday December 25th}​

[/url]Heidi shifted her weight on the bed as she continued to stare at her phone. Harley hadn't replied yet, but she wasn't expecting him to. He was probably busy having Christmas with his family or something. His cousin Kallisti was at the school right? They must have been spending time together. She held the phone in one hand and the necklace in the other. It was just so incredible, she was afraid to even put it on. What if she broke it? She would never forgive herself.

Another message popped up on tumblr. She felt awfully popular today. Nobody spoke to her her entire life and now this. Between Allison, Anthony, and Zoey, she was beginning to feel a little overwhelmed. Zoey was getting her a present in exchange. Heidi felt bad about that. She didn't want Zoey to get her anything. Anthony was alive. That was probably the best present she could ask for. Even better than the beautiful necklace Altair gave her. It weighed heavily in her hand. Allison also kept asking her about a letter. She knew nothing about a letter. Did everyone get one? Was it like the letter in the orb room?

Her thoughts drifted back to that letter. What did she do with it? How much longer did she have?

The message lit up again. There was some stranger talking to her now. Who was this person? She nibbled her lip nervously until shouting began to fill the peaceful home. They were fighting again. What were they fighting about this time? She took a deep breath to clear away the thoughts of her phone and stood up. Heidi put it neatly in the sweatshirt pocket and very carefully unclasped the necklace. Her shaky fingers gingerly lifted it up to her throat and brushed the hair out of the way. Hooking it, Heidi took in a smoky breath of air and winced. Why did the house smell smoky? She dropped her hands and pulled open the bedroom door, running for the hall.

Her feet padded lightly in the carpeted upstairs hallway before reaching the staircase. She leaned over the banister and down at the living room. It was a smoky mess. Fire extinguisher foam coated the smoldering tree and Altair's grandpa. He looked rather drenched and the two of them seemed to be in a frenzy. Her eyes were wide in horror. What... Wh"at happened...?" It was all ruined. Heidi took heavy heartwrentching footsteps down the stairs. Each one seemed worse than the last.

 

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[Mood: In a rush!! ~ OOC: ~ ♪Listening to♪]​

Zoey was rushing about her room after having seen Heidi's message on Tumblr. She'd quickly gotten herself dressed and rushed to her door. It was just as the knock came at her door that she'd started opening and barging through it, literally smashing into the guy on the other side and falling over with him. "Gah! Oh my god I'm so sorr-" She then noticed who it was. "Oh. It's only you Matt." She commented before pulling herself up.
She turned to face the guy she had just bowled over.

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"What you doing here?" she asked him as she helped him back up, and then she remembered why she had been rushing in the first place. "Wah! Sorry! I've really got to rush into town! Today is Christmas you see!" she explained like why her panic was obvious. "I COMPLETELY forgot! I've gotta buy stuff now!" ...That was if any shops were open... unlikely of course.

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[Mood: Meh... ~ OOC: ~ ♪Listening to♪]​

Dylan was on campus. It was Christmas day, and the air was cold, so cold that Dylan's breath could be seen. Well... It wasn't so much breath as it was Cigarette smoke. Dylan didn't care for the cold, nor did he particularly care that he was breaking campus rules by smoking on it outside of a smoking area. His destination was a simple one. Marina's dorm room. He presumed she was there since she wasn't at her family home as far as he was aware. ...He probably shouldn't be at the girl's dorm rooms either, but again... he really couldn't care less. It was Christmas. 'Merry fúcking ho' to the rules.
He approached the door, and knocked first as would be common courtesy. ...There was no answer.
Despite knowing no one was there, because he knew Marina definitely would have been the type to answer, he instead reached into his pocket and pulled out a small key. Marina had given it to him with that cheeky smile of hers and told her he could drop by her room 'anytime'.
He inserted the key into the lock, and with a turn and a satisfying click, the door opened and the young man entered closing the door behind him.