[OPEN/CLOSED DEPENDING ON PROMPT] Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle All the Way!

[lonelysmiles]

Who: Alastor and you!
Which: Log, Open/Closed depending on the thread prompt
Where: Around Reverein in general for the open prompt, Alastor's home for the closed one
What: Christmas presents and a private Christmas party!
Warnings: Standard Alastor warning weirdly coupled with some potential sugar and wholesomeness.


Merry Christmas to all!

Comments

[lonelysmiles]

Alastor affectionately rolled his eyes. "Denji, I hardly sleep in general. Honestly, that bed collects dust more often than not. Put it to good use."

[mansbestend]

"I... what? That sucks, no offense. Sleep's fuckin' awesome." He quirked a brow at him.

Who turns down the noble conk-the-fuck-out, just to wake up and wonder what year it is?

[lonelysmiles]

"It's easier to sleep when I'm so exhausted that dreams are difficult to find," Alastor said with a shrug by way of "explanation". "Besides, there's always so much to do and not enough hours in the day to do them in! Not to mention dreamwalking!"

[mansbestend]

"Huh... yeah, you got me there. The dreamless sleeps are pretty sick. I keep dreamin' of... uh, stuff."

He shrugged. "Then I'll undust your bed, I guess. Thanks. Just don't be afraid to get all snuggled up to me 'cause I'm so fuckin' warm. It'll be our Christmas secret."

[lonelysmiles]

Alastor at least had enough tact not to press on what "stuff" was. He'd seen what some of that "stuff" before via dreamwalking.

Instead, he laughed at the notion. "While I appreciate the offer, I'm afraid you'll not wake to find me as your bedmate. I might take a brief nap out here but otherwise I intend to get a little extra work done."

He motioned with a hand to a basket of mending tucked away beneath the side table beside his usual armchair.

"I might have the radio on, but do let me know if the volume is too high."

[mansbestend]

Denji made a show of snapping his fingers and smirked. "...Fair enough, man, but you're missin' out."

A radio playing while he slept...? His expression softened, thoughtful.

"...That sounds kinda cool, actually. The first thing I bought when I got a place to live was enough food to fill the fridge and a game system, but I didn't think about a radio just to have some tunes goin'... would'a made doin' dishes and stuff less tedious!"

[lonelysmiles]

"Oh absolutely! While I don't mind a few chores, they get so dull. Nothing like some music or a radio drama to pass the time as you get a little work done!"

[mansbestend]

"It was awesome to have my own place to keep clean too. Ya just step back and think... this is mine. I cleaned it up and it feels brand new again. But with music you could just sing and maybe throw ass a little bit and it becomes just a fun way to spend an afternoon."

He grinned. "...Incoming, by the way."

Because Maple had come sniffing over and tossed her big faerie dog butt down in a sit next to Alastor, looking up with small yellow lights for eyes amid the deep green frasier fir bristles that made her fur this time of year. She'd been dressed in little wrapped candies and a string of popcorn for decoration, and looked (and smelled) like a sentient christmas bush that was vaguely dog-shaped.

[lonelysmiles]

At least this sentient Christmas plant didn't swear and call people cunts.

Alastor's grin widened as he looked to the dog. He was really trying to do better about dogs in general, and at least Maple was rather calm. Just...big.

Very big.

Big enough to pin him down and -- Cutting that thought off before he sent himself into a panic.

"Hello. Do you need something?"

[mansbestend]

If Maple ever swore, only Denji would know. But Mammon is a whole upper level of obscene special.

In response, the tail thumped the floor. From her maw, there was a distinct sound of, "Hrrrmmmm."

"She says Merry Christmas. And thanks for the invite."

[lonelysmiles]

"Oh. Merry Christmas to you, too. You're quite welcome."

He tilted his head curiously at Denji.

"You can understand her?"

[mansbestend]

"Oh, yeah! My dreamotion lets me talk to dogs. Don't know how it works, but it's been pretty kick-ass."

He reached over to pet Maple.

"Wolves have a really thick 'accent' and are loud but overall just wanna lick your mouth, and foxes talk really fast and have their own secret words they use to talk to each other."

[lonelysmiles]

"Interesting! I can turn into a deer here -- quite fun, actually! -- but I don't understand them or anything else that's more cervine. Well, not any sort of 'words'. It's all body language that I originally gleaned studying them as a hunter."

[mansbestend]

"Body language is kinda cool, actually...! I just stuck with dogs, but I wanna know what deer do. What'd you learn?"

[lonelysmiles]

"Quite a bit about what keeps them calm and what causes them to go on alert. Also behavior to watch out for. Deer are typically quite skittish but a buck in rut is quite the dangerous animal."

[mansbestend]

Denji snickered. "I mean... yeah, it's rut. Fuck, imagine goin' through puberty every damn year!"

He didn't miss that. At all. Oh my god. What a weird and awful time to be homeless.

[lonelysmiles]

"You'd be amazed how many people don't seem to understand that nowadays. It's crossing the line from amusing to pathetic."

Alastor was just glad he didn't have to go into rut due to his deer body. He probably would've found the closest angel weapon to off himself immediately.