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Holiday giftfic!
Okay kids, it's the holiday season! (I'm sure none of you noticed.) All sorts of people are interested in writing gifts and giftfics, so this is a memething designed to get all our giving on!
Step 1: You post here with a short drabble. The only requirements are that it be an AU modern-day Earth setting and involve some sort of holiday theme. Ideally this is done so that even non-creative people can write five sentences of an idea and then get a giftfic, but you can go long on an intro drabble if you want.
Step 2: At the end of your comment, you specify who you want to see in a follow-up. It cannot be someone you wrote about in your drabble!
Step 3: I will write you the follow-up -- using the same holiday theme you did! But I'm not the only one. Anyone can jump in and write the fic to a comment that inspired them, and them specify more characters to use with that theme. We can wind up having chain-fic on a certain theme!
So someone writes a mini-drabble about Sora, Riku, and Kairi going caroling, and they request either Axel and Roxas or Demyx for their follow-up. I write you a fic about Axel admiring Roxas's rarely-heard singing voice! And if someone else comments with a mini-drabble about Axel teasing Demyx for his critique of carolers, they can request Sora and Roxas for their follow-up... even though the first person did Sora and I did Roxas, because their fic involved neither.
Get it? Got it? Good!
Possible themes: Candy canes, stockings, caroling, lights, eggnog, mistletoe, Christmas trees, holiday dinner, menorahs, dreidels, matzoh and how lame it is, gifts, shopping, getting lost in the car on the way to a relative's, etc! Go wild.
((You may also request a normal giftfic from me the old-fashioned way, if you shun all mortal holiday traditions and hate fun.))
Step 1: You post here with a short drabble. The only requirements are that it be an AU modern-day Earth setting and involve some sort of holiday theme. Ideally this is done so that even non-creative people can write five sentences of an idea and then get a giftfic, but you can go long on an intro drabble if you want.
Step 2: At the end of your comment, you specify who you want to see in a follow-up. It cannot be someone you wrote about in your drabble!
Step 3: I will write you the follow-up -- using the same holiday theme you did! But I'm not the only one. Anyone can jump in and write the fic to a comment that inspired them, and them specify more characters to use with that theme. We can wind up having chain-fic on a certain theme!
So someone writes a mini-drabble about Sora, Riku, and Kairi going caroling, and they request either Axel and Roxas or Demyx for their follow-up. I write you a fic about Axel admiring Roxas's rarely-heard singing voice! And if someone else comments with a mini-drabble about Axel teasing Demyx for his critique of carolers, they can request Sora and Roxas for their follow-up... even though the first person did Sora and I did Roxas, because their fic involved neither.
Get it? Got it? Good!
Possible themes: Candy canes, stockings, caroling, lights, eggnog, mistletoe, Christmas trees, holiday dinner, menorahs, dreidels, matzoh and how lame it is, gifts, shopping, getting lost in the car on the way to a relative's, etc! Go wild.
((You may also request a normal giftfic from me the old-fashioned way, if you shun all mortal holiday traditions and hate fun.))
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I HAVE BEEN ALL OVER TOWN TODAY LOOKING FOR A MENORAH AND THERE ARE NONE ANYWHERE.
Sorry for the rant. <3 Clearly this was not a drabble.
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I blame the war on Christmas for burying all traces of Hanukkah!
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Cid took one of the froofy little glass cups off the table and plunged it into the bowl of 'nog. Ladle? He didn't need no stinking ladle.
He smiled sunnily at Merlin's glower as little drops of eggnog fell on the holiday tablecloth and raised the cup to his lips.
"You don't wanna do that."
He looked at Leon. "Why not?"
"Aerith made it."
Cid lowered his hand slowly and peered into the glass. He raised it again and sniffed. He pursed his lips, considering.
"Is there alcohol in it?"
"... I think so."
"Good enough for me," and he knocked it back.
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I'd like to see Seifer's gang- including Vivi, in the next. :D
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"What's in the thermos?" Rai asked eagerly, trying to grab it to see for himself. Seifer batted his hand away irritably.
"Back off, monkey," he threatened, smirking a little. "This is for me. It's eggnog."
Vivi's eyes widened under his hat, but if he'd been planning to say anything, Rai beat him to it. "Oh man, you're one lucky guy, ya know? My folks won't let me near a drop of it."
"You serious?" Seifer scowled at him. "You're practically eighteen. What're you, a mama's boy?"
"Can you guys not hang out at the bus stop?" said Olette from nearby. "This shelter is for people actually waiting for buses." She had her hands buried in her coat and was actually standing out in the snow a little rather than be any closer to them.
Seifer eyed her plush winter coat and her cute snow boots with some disdain. "You should ask the city to put up a no loitering sign or something," he said condescendingly. "Keep out the riffraff."
She didn't say anything else and he ignored her. Recognizing that the tangent was over, Fuu brought them back on topic, observing, "Holiday tradition."
"Yeah, she's right," Seifer said, shrugging. "Even little kids can have eggnog at Christmas. Tell them to stop treating you like a baby."
"M, maybe I will," Rai said, puffing himself up, no doubt filled with grand visions of standing up to his parents in a bold show of defiance. Seifer liked the dumbass, but he had no idea how rough families could be. Rai still thought his mom making him a boxed lunch was the height of parental misconduct. It wasn't through great parenting that Seifer was out here with an entire thermos of eggnog -- as long as he wasn't drinking the old man's booze, who cared?
Seifer became aware of a presence at his side; hovering at his propped-up knee, nearly out of sight, Vivi huddled in his oversized winter clothes with scarf pulled up over his nose. The kid's gaze kept slipping to the thermos, then away again.
He let Fuu take over chastising Rai for the way his parents babied him, discreetly passing the thermos to Vivi. Even kids deserved some nog at Christmas. It was tradition.
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Hmm... I still feel inspired- and I've been wanting to bring these guys into a KH drabble for days now.
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Sora grinned into his scarf and stuck his tongue out- catching a few snowflakes as they continued to fall, blanketing the carefully trimmed 'tree marching band' in Disney Castle's garden.
When he heard the singing that drifted from somewhere inside the trombone player's stomach, he wandered over.
"On the first day of Christmas,
my true luv gave to me-
an extra large wedge of Brie~"
He heard chittery laughter with an overtone of buzzing. The singer- a deep and heavily accented, despite being small, also laughed before continuing.
"On the second day of Christmas,
my true luv gave to me-"
A new voice, female and slightly nasal, sang into the pause.
"Two half-moon gears!"
"And an extra lar-arge we-edge of Brie!"
"Sora!"
He'd finally located the carolers, and grinned up at Chip. "Hiya."
Dale also poked his head out of the tree musician. "Hiya, Sora! Hey-" he disappeared again, "come on out and meet our friend-"
He grinned almost-toothlessly at Sora and two other heads poked out of the foliage. Sora blinked, but smiled at the- mice... they were mice. ...King Mickey was a mouse too, right?
"This is Gadget," Chip said, pointing to a face surrounded by blond hair and topped by very large round ears, "Monterey Jack," his ears were smaller and his face bigger, "and Zipper."
Sora blinked, narrowed his eyes- and saw the rather large green fly hovering beside them. He thought it might be waving at him.
Oh well. Not that much weirder than Jiminy. He grinned.
"Hi!"
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Hmm... the lesser spoken of residents of the Destiny Isles? ^^
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What can I say, I'm in an FFT mood
"Sure I'm sure!" Ramza lifted some sort of decorative orb off the shelf. "Alma keeps bugging me about reading our horoscopes and figuring out her compatibility with other signs and all that stuff." Ramza tossed the orb into the air and caught it casually. An ornate Leo symbol flashed in the light. "You think Alma'd like this? Maybe we should get matching stuff for our sisters."
"It's nice," Delita said noncommittally, lifting a different one off the shelf. He saw the pricetag, blanched, and set it very carefully back on the shelf. Ramza, for his part, pretended not to notice.
"How about these?" Ramza said, pointing to a rack of smaller (and cheaper) trinkets.
Delita made a show of reading the little sign. "It says you'll have an extra strong astral connection with whomever you give it to."
Ramza made a face and shrugged. "Couldn't hurt." He picked out a Leo in a pretty blue setting and handed a matching Pisces to Delita. "These look good?"
Delita nodded, noticing out of the corner of his eyes that Ramza had also picked up a red Sagitarius--Delita's sign. He rolled his eyes; Ramza probably thought he was being sneaky. When Ramza wasn't looking, Delita picked up a matching Taurus.
When they passed the rack again on their way to the register, Delita surreptitiously swapped it for an Aries. He thought it was more appropriate.
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In general, I don't like to write modern day AUs, but this was kind of fun. I request something in your Institution XIII 'verse. That's a modern AU, right?
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"I can't believe I have to go Christmas shopping from the computer lab," Sora said, arms folded and legs coiled up in the chair he'd seated himself in. "This is pitiful. I'm not that bad."
"Deal with it," Axel advised him. "Headcases don't get to go on day trips without a family member checking them out." He was seated in front of the computer, a few quick mouse clicks taking them to a price comparison website Sora had never seen before. It didn't seem very professional, but Axel said, "What do you want?"
Sora set down a leg, swiveling the chair widely while he thought. "For my mooom," he mused, "she, uh, she's into music. I could get her an iPod."
"Can you afford that?" Axel said skeptically.
"I could! I still have a debit card."
"I bet he could buy you one even if you couldn't," Roxas murmured, "if he wanted to."
He sat on the desk behind Sora, watching the monitor across from them as Axel worked his magic and then leaned back.
"Fifty bucks?"
Impressed, Sora leaned over to study the listing. "Nice. Yeah, um. I can totally afford that."
"Great." Axel clicked through a few more times, opened it in another tab, and glanced back at him expectantly, eyebrows raised.
"Umm, I think I should get my dad a gift certificate someplace," Sora muttered, scratching his head. "I mean, he mostly likes sports stuff, right?"
Roxas tilted his head and said, "Yeah, I bet he'd like to buy stuff when he feels like it," in the same breath that Axel asked dryly, "Why are you asking me?"
He wanted to buy something for Riku too, but he didn't want Axel to get him a 'good' price on it. Or even know what he was getting. That was private. Sora said thoughtfully, "I guess I should get Kairi something too."
"Do not get Kairi a gift," Roxas ordered. Sora ignored him.
"She likes cute things. Maybe a bracelet or something..."
"Sora!"
Axel surprised them both then, asking, "What about Roxas?"
Roxas was quiet, still and not saying anything. Sora laughed a little, nervous, and managed to tell him, "Roxas and I don't really exchange presents."
"Cold," Axel said, with a smirk, and then turned back to the monitor. "A bracelet, hmm...? Probably under twenty is good."
Maybe he'd get Roxas something this year... He hadn't done it since they were six, and Roxas had clutched at the plastic toy and cried because he hadn't been able to get anything for Sora in return.
But he had to get it when Roxas wasn't looking -- which meant he'd have to get it without Axel's help.
"Under twenty is good," he said, feeling cheerful despite Roxas's scowl.
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