Christmas "Meme"

[snakewithbaggage]

Jingle Bells! Jingle Bells!
Suzu ga naru
Suzu no rizumu ni hikari no wa ga mau
Jingle Bells! Jingle Bells!
Suzu ga naru
Mori ni hayashi ni hibikinagara

Welcome to the Dinohouse Christmas "meme"! This is going to work a bit differently from most memes, but still free free to do what you want here!

The idea:
Following this post I will be making an assortment of Universe/Location "thread" comments. These will define the specific scene and universe being worked in. Comments by applicable characters will follow under that comment.

Example:
Mushverse; Shiba Mansion; open to Shinkengers

Comments following that would all be set in the Mushverse universe, be by any Shinkengers that want to participate, and take place at the Shiba Mansion Christmas party. Think of it sort of like every "top level" comment is its own post to the community.

Following that example, if your desired AU/Canon/etc isn't there, feel free to make a "thread" for it! Say there's already a Mushverse Go-busters "thread", and you want to do something in Aibouverse, or something more canon, maybe just between two characters? Make one!

Comments following the "thread" headings can be group setting free for all, or between individuals. Say it's a canon GokaiGalleon party, and Gai and Luka want to go off alone, or are on their way to the Galleon together? Their thread can be a separate second level comment thread beneath the main Canon Gokaiger thread.

I know that's a lot of information/qualifiers, but don't let it make you nervous to post, "rules" are fluid, and mainly set for added organization.

HAVE FUN. And enjoy the season!

Comments

[sushisamurai]

I give Ryuunosuke a devastated face. I was talking to him about important things! Like the food! And games! And where the best places to hang the mistletoe would be!

I recover quickly enough, sighing all long and drawn out, and then give him a curious look. "Yes, but nothing that important really."

I tilt my head and look at him curiously, I do believe he's been hanging that wreath for a good twenty minutes now. "Is there something on your mind?"

[kabukisamurai]

"I'm sorry, I thought you were talking to your brother, but then he... was gone."

I blink at him when he asks if there's something on my mind. And then I realize that I'm still not done hanging the same wreath I started with.

"I suppose my mind was elsewhere." I admit. "But not on anything in particular."

[sushisamurai]

"Yes, he left." I offer Ryuunosuke a warm smile. "But that was at least fifteen minutes ago, shortly after Take-chan excused himself. And you've been hanging that wreath for even longer than that."

I hear out his answer, crossing my arms and making a show of nodding in understanding, then I give him a swift smack to the back of his head. "Ryuunosuke, I have never known you to be distracted over 'nothing in particular'."

I grab his hand and drag him off with me toward the kitchen, shoving him down to sit at the little kitchen table, and then fussing about fixing some hot chocolate for us, the kind that's mildly spicy, and warm both the body and the heart.

"Tell me what's on your mind. We've been friends for too long for this kind of nonsense."

[kabukisamurai]

"Have I?"

I frown at the wreath, and step away from it to find that it's properly hung, anyway, so at least I didn't totally ruin it in my distraction.

I sigh at his words, and make a manly squeaking sound of outrage when he smacks me, but I do let him drag me into the kitchen. Perhaps I do need something to drink.

"I don't want to talk about Chiaki."

[sushisamurai]

I pause in my making of the hot chocolate, instead selecting a regular variety, and adding a shot of cinnamon schnapps to each mug when he's not looking. Same flavor compliment, so he probably won't even notice.

I hand one mug off to Ryuunosuke, then take a seat opposite him at the table, blowing on mine a bit and staring down at is chocolaty depths.

"Who said anything about Chiaki?" I try to hold back a happy, knowing smirk.

[kabukisamurai]

I pick up the mug and fix him with a serious stare. I'm almost positive he's slipped some alcohol in there.

But, well. It is a holiday. So I take a sip anyway.

His words catch me off guard and I consider my words again.

"I... you... did?"

Of course, he obviously didn't, or he wouldn't have asked. I take another sip and set the mug down again. "But that doesn't change the fact that I'd rather not talk about her."

[sushisamurai]

I make a show of nodding in understanding, then sigh heavily and give him another gentle smack to the head.

"If you didn't want to talk about her, you wouldn't have let her name slip out." I sigh again, and take another sip on my cocoa.

"You probably mean you don't want to think about what talking about her would mean. For you, for her. Talking about it would make it too real, and you'd rather bury whatever it is you need to talk about regarding her deep down, because that's easier than any of the outcomes you can come up with in your head if you talked about her."

I look at him. "And I say that's stupid, and a fast track to a serious ulcer. Or aneurysm. Which of those is the one in the stomach again?"

[kabukisamurai]

"Oi!" I shout when he smacks me, but I deflate pretty quickly after that, flopping down on the table and hiding my face in my arms.

"You would be exactly right. Except for the ulcer part. And never mind the aneurysm."

I lift my head and squint at him, then sit up again to take a sip of... particularly spicy hot chocolate.

"It's a waste of time, you know. She has... Less than no interest in me."

[sushisamurai]

I stare at him for a long moment, then calmly get up from the table.

Something stronger is needed right now. And I remember how much more free he gets on the various New Years we've shared.

Quietly, and without comment, I warm some sake for us to share, and then return to the table, pushing our mugs aside in favor of the sake.

I pour us each a bit, and sip at mine, gesturing for him to do the same.

"I talked to Chiaki about you, shortly after you freed her from Messiah."

[kabukisamurai]

I should not be surprised when Genta gets up to forego the obviously spiked hot chocolate and instead prepare some warmed sake.

Still, I take the glass, and take a sip that extends into nearly a gulp.

"I'm sure you did. I'm the one who severed her connection with... Messiah."

[sushisamurai]

I refill his cup, and mine. Always best to keep the sake flowing at time like this. Both because of the holiday, and because of the conversation at hand.

"It was a more personal conversation than that." I sip, holding the warmth of my sake on my tongue before swallowing. "Much more personal."

[kabukisamurai]

If I didn't know better, I'd think Genta was trying to get me drunk. Certainly he remembers the New Years party, the last time we were all living here together. I am not exactly at my most... personable when intoxicated. I can get a bit... expansive. And while the Princess is visiting, I would rather keep my head.

Still, at his words I pick up the glass and take another sip.

"How... How do you mean?"