Duck, Saracen, and the mysterious woman lay on top of a hill facing the Unnamed's fortress. The dark clouds in the sky and the smell of oncoming rain gave a cynical mood to their situation. Their dull ponchos were soaked by the grass dew.
"Yep, there they are, looks like they're taking photos" said Saracen, binoculars still raised to his eyes. "China sure doesn't look good in a poncho."
"Good, that means the disguise is working," Duck replied. "Were's Fletcher? He should be back by now."
As if he had heard, the spiky porcupine popped up right beside the group, giving the three quite a shock.
"Speak of the devil," the woman muttered.
"I've given everyone their ponchos," said Fletcher, seeming a bit too eager for what they were about to do. "When do we head off?"
"In a minute. When team Alpha successfully get inside then you can teleport us down," said Saracen, still looking through the binoculars.
"Which one's that?" Fletcher asked.
"Which one's what?"
"Which teams is team Alpha?"
At this, Saracen put down his binoculars and turned to look at Fletcher. "Really? You're asking this now?"
"Well I was just listening for the team I was in, and kind of zoned out for the rest."
Saracen turned back to the fortress with an exaggerated sigh, and pointed down to Valice, Dexter and China. "They are team Alpha. And we are team Charlie, in case you wanted to know."
"Ah, right," was the only thing Fletcher said.
The three small specks of team Alpha headed through the main gates into the Unnamed's castle, casually strolling by the followers on guard.
"My God, they are thick," said Duck. "The Unnamed should really hire some better henchmen."
"Don't complain, we want them to be that way," the woman replied.
"Okay Fletcher," Saracen said. "Take us down."
At the back end of the fortress was a large drain pipe, just tall enough for them all to walk in un-hunched. The slimy sludge at their feet, the flickering light of the fire at Duck's hand, the incredible stench of God-knows-what, and the unceasing complaints flowing out of the woman and Fletcher's mouth lead to a horrendous and awful experience.
"There's a manhole up ahead," stated Saracen, using his concealed power. "No one's guarding it, only cameras that Sam can turn off, and it head's straight to the Unnamed's office."
"Is he in there?" Duck asked, receiving a nod in return. "Then what about the desolation engine? Do you know where it is?"
"It's in a bigger room past the office."
Duck stayed quiet at this, the pong restricting the amount of times he should open his mouth, so he just nodded.
They arrived at the manhole which had a convenient ladder that rises out of the muck. Duck took his phone out of his pocket and texted Sam: 'Turn the cameras off now.' And then he texted Valice: 'You're ready to go and attack the Unnamed.'
"Can we hurry up and get out of here?" Fletcher moaned. "I swear, if I'm smelling like this for the next month, I will literally kill someone."
"Just shut up already Fletcher. We're not leaving until all the cameras are off," said Saracen.
The plan was that team Alpha would fight the Unnamed and Lord Vile, also causing a distraction for Duck's team, team Charile, to get through to the desolation engine. Meanwhile, team Beta will be lousily infiltration from the east side of the fortress, been the decoy. Delta will be distracting from the skies, grabbing the attention of the followers who will never be able to strike them down. And team Echo will be at the control room, turning off cameras and alarms where necessary.
'Yep, all off,' came the reply from Sam.
Duck turned and gave a curtly nod to the group, then started to climb. He slid the manhole cover to the side and peeked out. On the surface was a small courtyard containing crates, barrels and numerous other insignificant objects. No one was around. After the other three had come back up to the surface, Saracen took the lead and headed down a corridor with the rest following in single file. The corridor was well lit with torches in brackets along the walls. The floor was covered in a crimson red carpet that reminded Duck of Hollywood.
"Should we take our shoes and socks off," suggested the woman. "We would be leaving noticeable footprints if we don't."
"Good point," said Duck and they all did just that.
After a minute of walking in there bare feet, Saracen stopped and turned to face the team. "There's an intersection up ahead," he whispered. "There are henchmen to the left and right so you have to teleport us across the gap, Fletcher"
Fletcher nodded, not daring to make a sound. He glanced down the corridor to see where to teleport to, then raised his hands. Everyone took one, which was confusing, because he only has two hands, and in a instant there were on the other side. The whole process was done without a sound.
Saracen started creeping down the corridor again, and Duck, Fletcher, and the woman followed.
They then arrived at a T intersection, where the sounds of fighting were echoing out of the door in the middle of the hallway.
"That's Alpha in there," Saracen stated. "Now all we have to do is get in there, sneak around without being noticed, and get through to the other room."
"You make it sound so easy," the woman sarcastically said.
"Well that's because it is," said Fletcher, gaining the attention of the rest of the group. For some reason, he did not decide to explain, and headed to the door. Be bent down, pressing his eye on the keyhole. "Doesn't look too good in there," he said before disappearing without warning. Before any of the others could react, Fletcher was back.
"What the hell did you just do?" Saracen barked at him.
"I peeked through the keyhole to the other door," Fletcher simply said.
"And did anyone see you?" asked Duck.
"Not that I know of."
"Oh, well, good work then."
"Thanks. Always love been constructive," Fletcher said with a grin. "Right, all hold hands and I'll teleport you all to the desolation engine."
The team did as they were asked, and in an instant, there they were.
Tuesday 25 March 2014
Wednesday 5 March 2014
Valice- First Team-meeting
Valice and her group met half an hour later.
Dexter lokked the same as he had during the interogation, China had changed her outfit. She was wearing trousers now and a very expensive looking shirt and a more beatiful than usefull looking jacket. No, this really wasn't the worst team to be in.
"So", Dexter said. "You're ready Valice?"
"Sure", she answered.
"Great", he said and grinned. "Then lets go"
When Valice followed them to the Unnamed's hideout she forced herself to focus on the mission insted of Dexter's back.
"So, that plan of yours, do you plan on telling us about it?", China asked.
"Yeah, right, it's quite simple. We'll go in there and kill this so-" He stopped talking and glanced at Valice. "Well, you know..."
"So you go fighting the probably mightiest villain of all times with me but you won't curse in front of me? Yes, seems reasonable."
"Yes, kinda, I guess... although it made much more sense before you said it out loud."
China laughed. Then she said: "Valkyrie just texted me, they're at the other side of the building."
Suddenly Fletcher appeard with something in his hands that looked like a big, brown ball of dirt. Their disguises. He gave each of them one, ginning.
"I bet even you won't look hot in this, China", he laughed. "I'll give Val and the others theirs, we'll start in five minutes!" Then he vanished again.
Valice looked at the brown clothes. It was one piece, a poncho with a kaput and a second layer of fabric that barely covered her knees.
"A poncho-dress?", she asked. "That's just disgusting, something like this should be forbidden!"
Dexter and China looked very unhappy too.
Five minutes later they were all wearing their ponchos and put on the kaput.
"Smile!", Valice grinned and took a picture of Dexter and China. "Send me this.", Dexter laughed.
"If we survive this I will."
When they entered the building Valice felt the excitement she always felt before a fight.
They headed down the floor, their heads down and listening for a familiar voice. When they passed a closed door they heard the Unnamed shouting at someone. "I said TEA not COFFEE you idiot!"
They sneaked into an empty room and Valice checked her mobile.
"Okay, Duck and the others are here, we can start"
After they got rid of their ponchos they left the room again.
Chione had given Valice some of her knifes and she took out one of them now.
"Lets go!", Dexter grinned and they ran into the room the Unnamed was in. Dexter threw energy, Valice fireballs and China touched her symbols.
And with that the next fight began.
Hope you like it, sorry it took me so long to write something! :)
Dexter lokked the same as he had during the interogation, China had changed her outfit. She was wearing trousers now and a very expensive looking shirt and a more beatiful than usefull looking jacket. No, this really wasn't the worst team to be in.
"So", Dexter said. "You're ready Valice?"
"Sure", she answered.
"Great", he said and grinned. "Then lets go"
When Valice followed them to the Unnamed's hideout she forced herself to focus on the mission insted of Dexter's back.
"So, that plan of yours, do you plan on telling us about it?", China asked.
"Yeah, right, it's quite simple. We'll go in there and kill this so-" He stopped talking and glanced at Valice. "Well, you know..."
"So you go fighting the probably mightiest villain of all times with me but you won't curse in front of me? Yes, seems reasonable."
"Yes, kinda, I guess... although it made much more sense before you said it out loud."
China laughed. Then she said: "Valkyrie just texted me, they're at the other side of the building."
Suddenly Fletcher appeard with something in his hands that looked like a big, brown ball of dirt. Their disguises. He gave each of them one, ginning.
"I bet even you won't look hot in this, China", he laughed. "I'll give Val and the others theirs, we'll start in five minutes!" Then he vanished again.
Valice looked at the brown clothes. It was one piece, a poncho with a kaput and a second layer of fabric that barely covered her knees.
"A poncho-dress?", she asked. "That's just disgusting, something like this should be forbidden!"
Dexter and China looked very unhappy too.
Five minutes later they were all wearing their ponchos and put on the kaput.
"Smile!", Valice grinned and took a picture of Dexter and China. "Send me this.", Dexter laughed.
"If we survive this I will."
When they entered the building Valice felt the excitement she always felt before a fight.
They headed down the floor, their heads down and listening for a familiar voice. When they passed a closed door they heard the Unnamed shouting at someone. "I said TEA not COFFEE you idiot!"
They sneaked into an empty room and Valice checked her mobile.
"Okay, Duck and the others are here, we can start"
After they got rid of their ponchos they left the room again.
Chione had given Valice some of her knifes and she took out one of them now.
"Lets go!", Dexter grinned and they ran into the room the Unnamed was in. Dexter threw energy, Valice fireballs and China touched her symbols.
And with that the next fight began.
Hope you like it, sorry it took me so long to write something! :)
Monday 10 February 2014
Duck, Dynasty, Valice- XMAS POST
Duck had always loved Christmas. Everyone is happy for an entire month,
there is always heaps of food to eat, decorations are put up and carols
are sung, presents are opened and family come together.
Duck was hoping that there would be no Unnamed business on the 25th so he could spend it with his loving family and, of course, to watch the Doctor Who Christmas special which is on the day after, thanks to time lines and living here in Down Under.
Australians, you see, miss out on a large part of the season. Instead of a white Christmas with snow, we have a boiling hot day where you can't go outside in case of heat stroke. Most carols don't make too much sense in the contrasted climate and instead of snowball fights we have backyard cricket.
Fletcher teleported Duck to a mall that they both knew quite well and the blonde porcupine went off in search of hair spray.
Duck was never quite that great at getting presents for people. His problem is that he can't be all that empathetic when he needs to be. Instead of thinking of what that persons wants, Duck would always buy them something that he would like.
It's quite a curse.
One year he got his sister six pack of men's underwear. Her face after opening it still haunts his dreams.
But this time round Duck was focused. He was going to give his friends something that they want. He was determined.
After doing some serious study on the internet, Duck discovered that 'Chione' in Greek means snow. So he arrived at a store and bought a very large and fancy snow globe that had the nativity scene inside.
In Wikipedia, the word 'dynasty' is either some old TV show or a family of royals. After pondering for a minute or two, Duck decided that the DVD of the show and Lorde's new album that should contain the song 'Royals' were both a fitting gift for Dynasty so he bought them.
Now for Requiem. According to Google, requiem is either a song by Mozart, a movie, a book, or a mass for a number of dead people. A massive box of chocolates it is then!
Mistical and Sam are a nice couple so why not matching gifts? While browsing through a two dollar store, Duck found a pair of mugs. One said 'His', the other 'Hers'. Perfect. Now just to stuff them with lollies.
Duck had no idea what Swik would want. Her name doesn't come up in a dictionary or thesaurus and the mall was nearly closing. Quickly, he hurried through another shop and bought the first interesting thing he laid his eyes on:
A metre long rubber duck.
Now there is no reason anyone would need something like this, let along want one, but Duck thought it would look good in the pond outside his house. So that's why he bought it for Swik...
After Duck had finished wrapping all the presents he had bought, he had a heart attack. He had completely forgotten about Valice!
All shops were closed at this time so Duck decided that he should make something instead of buying a gift.
He got out his scrapbooking kit and started to write. This scrapbook was going to be about the group's adventures with the Unnamed. Even though he couldn't find many pictures of any battles, Duck had a few images of the victory celebrations after and times when they were all relaxing and having fun. He stuck those in and wrote about them and what the group had done prior to the photo. Duck then put a couple a colourful decorations over the pages and named the book: Memories with friends.
Christmas was Dynasty's time where he could enjoy himself. This year was a lot more... action packed. Luckily the Unnamed, who they had been fighting for around six months now, had agreed from the 20th December 2013 to 6th January 2014 to hold back so they could enjoy their Christmas. But from the 7th the fight would be back on. Great.
Dynasty was running through the shop 24th December 2013 6.00pm with £50.00 thinking what am I gonna get them!! He had a list and he hadn't done a single one of them.
Valice
Duck
Mistical
Requiem
Sam
Swik
"Right." he said. " first on my list Valice!"
Dynasty did not know what the hell to do.
Then he seen it. It was perfect.
A make-your-own-cheese-burger maker.
"Yes!"
It went straight in the trolley.
That was Valice done.
Duck.
Something to do with Ducks.
Emmmmm.
He loved the store he was in. It was amazing.
The door of the shop opened and Dynasty didn't really care. He did when he seen who came through it. A squad of the Unnamed soldiers.
What were they doing here???
Just ignore them and get the presents Dynasty tod himself.
Dynasty did find Duck's present. A chocolate milkshake maker that when it's in your mouth it quacked! He'll love that, Dynasty told himself.
This was going good. So far. Someone stepped beside him and he recognized him a follower of the Unnamed. Dynasty moved away and he didn't follow
Phew.
Mistical.
A sword.
But they don't sell swords in a shop do they?? What about some gloves. He looked at the Unnamed followers. One of them had a sword. A machete!! Mistical had been going on about one of them for ages. One problem. How would he get it off the Unnamed Followers? He was going to regret what he was going to do he told himself. There was no one on this ile. He walked behind the Unnamed follower pulled him down and took the sword of him despite his efforts. The follower fainted!
Mistical done.
Requiem.
He hadn't seen him for a while. He had been on another job. But he was coming to the christmas party anyways. He had always went on about smarties the last time he had seen him. He said they gave him energy. -the unnamed followers were on the same ile as him - so he got Requiem a 6 month
supply of smarties. He was nearly done. He ran of the ile.
Sam.
Something to do with twitter.
Sam loved Peter Andre. He had always said how he wanted him to follow him on twitter. He would love that. and Dynasty was kinda friends with him and had his number. He text Peter Andre:
Hey Peter! You know how it's nearly xmas I've got this mate. He thinks your amazing could you follow him on twitter? His name is @samheartmisticalLOL. Thanks. Dynasty. And message him on twitter saying it's coz of me and it's his xmas present.
2 minutes later.
Sure Dynasty!!
Chione.
Dynasty picked up a pick and mix bag for her. He liked Chione. She was canny.
Swik.
Didn't know him that well. Just get him a BIG box of maltesers. Done.
YES.
He went and paid for them and then left the store to see the unnamed followers singing "so here it is merry christmas everybodys having fun!"
He laughed. He was all ready for christmas.
Valice got out of the bus. She had left Roarhaven with Chione in the morning and Fletcher had teleported them home.
It was the 23rd of December and her first day off since she had joined the fights against the Unnamed.
“It’s christmaaaas coming!” Chione grinned and left the bus too.
“And we still need a hell lot of presents”, Valice sighed.
Both of them took out a piece of paper.
“We’ll meet again in two hours, okay? And then there’ll be nothing left on here!” Chione waved with the paper, grinned, turned round and left.
Valice grinned too and looked on the paper.
Chione
Dynasty
Requiem
Duck
Mistical
Sam
Swik
She sighed again. “Well then, let’s go!”
The Christmas market was exactly like it had been last year. ‘Hopefully the stuff they sell here’s better this year’, she thought.
It really wasn’t. The same colorful candles and boxes, decorations, lots of food and hot spiced wine and people everywhere.
Seven. Seven presents.
She went from one stand to the other, looking at the funny and almost completely useless stuff you can find there.
She found the presents for Mistical and Sam first.
For Mistical a gun made of chocolate but with so many details it actually looked real and for Sam an iPhone (made of chocolate too) with not one but three Twitter icons on it.
For Duck she bought a Tardis cookie box, for Chione a flash drive and for Dynasty a Transformer made out of gummy bears. Half an hour later she found something for Requiem, a Rubik Cube, not with colors that have to match on it, but with weird pictures on it like a skull, the entrance picture of TVD and a zombie-Barbie. For Swik she bought a chocolate fondue that looked like a pair of wings.
After she had bought all the presents she went to the library. There she took out a key and opened a locker and took her laptop out.
She then walked to an ice café (the same one she had sat in when she’d got the first message from the Unnamed), ordered a coffee and started the laptop.
She took out the flash drive and loaded lots of pictures on it, together with a word-document with a nice text on it and an elf-yourself video.
When Chione walked in Valice was already done with gift-wrapping the presents.
“So, you’re done?” Chione asked.
“Yes”, Valice answered. “You?”
Chione grinned. “Sure”, she said and sat down.
“I think tomorrow will be weird”, Valice said. “With the 25th being more important than the 24th and stuff.”
Chione nodded.
When Valice had been a kid the 24th had been her most favorite day in the year. In the evening she’d always went to the nativity play with her mum while her dad and her granddad “helped the Christ Child” decorating the tree. When she’d come home she went upstairs until her dad would ring a little bell and they’d all sing Christmas songs and gave each other their presents. And then they’d eat fondue. Always Fondue. But this year it’d be different.
So this is the X-Mas post, a little bit to late but better late than never! :D
Duck was hoping that there would be no Unnamed business on the 25th so he could spend it with his loving family and, of course, to watch the Doctor Who Christmas special which is on the day after, thanks to time lines and living here in Down Under.
Australians, you see, miss out on a large part of the season. Instead of a white Christmas with snow, we have a boiling hot day where you can't go outside in case of heat stroke. Most carols don't make too much sense in the contrasted climate and instead of snowball fights we have backyard cricket.
Fletcher teleported Duck to a mall that they both knew quite well and the blonde porcupine went off in search of hair spray.
Duck was never quite that great at getting presents for people. His problem is that he can't be all that empathetic when he needs to be. Instead of thinking of what that persons wants, Duck would always buy them something that he would like.
It's quite a curse.
One year he got his sister six pack of men's underwear. Her face after opening it still haunts his dreams.
But this time round Duck was focused. He was going to give his friends something that they want. He was determined.
After doing some serious study on the internet, Duck discovered that 'Chione' in Greek means snow. So he arrived at a store and bought a very large and fancy snow globe that had the nativity scene inside.
In Wikipedia, the word 'dynasty' is either some old TV show or a family of royals. After pondering for a minute or two, Duck decided that the DVD of the show and Lorde's new album that should contain the song 'Royals' were both a fitting gift for Dynasty so he bought them.
Now for Requiem. According to Google, requiem is either a song by Mozart, a movie, a book, or a mass for a number of dead people. A massive box of chocolates it is then!
Mistical and Sam are a nice couple so why not matching gifts? While browsing through a two dollar store, Duck found a pair of mugs. One said 'His', the other 'Hers'. Perfect. Now just to stuff them with lollies.
Duck had no idea what Swik would want. Her name doesn't come up in a dictionary or thesaurus and the mall was nearly closing. Quickly, he hurried through another shop and bought the first interesting thing he laid his eyes on:
A metre long rubber duck.
Now there is no reason anyone would need something like this, let along want one, but Duck thought it would look good in the pond outside his house. So that's why he bought it for Swik...
After Duck had finished wrapping all the presents he had bought, he had a heart attack. He had completely forgotten about Valice!
All shops were closed at this time so Duck decided that he should make something instead of buying a gift.
He got out his scrapbooking kit and started to write. This scrapbook was going to be about the group's adventures with the Unnamed. Even though he couldn't find many pictures of any battles, Duck had a few images of the victory celebrations after and times when they were all relaxing and having fun. He stuck those in and wrote about them and what the group had done prior to the photo. Duck then put a couple a colourful decorations over the pages and named the book: Memories with friends.
Christmas was Dynasty's time where he could enjoy himself. This year was a lot more... action packed. Luckily the Unnamed, who they had been fighting for around six months now, had agreed from the 20th December 2013 to 6th January 2014 to hold back so they could enjoy their Christmas. But from the 7th the fight would be back on. Great.
Dynasty was running through the shop 24th December 2013 6.00pm with £50.00 thinking what am I gonna get them!! He had a list and he hadn't done a single one of them.
Valice
Duck
Mistical
Requiem
Sam
Swik
"Right." he said. " first on my list Valice!"
Dynasty did not know what the hell to do.
Then he seen it. It was perfect.
A make-your-own-cheese-burger maker.
"Yes!"
It went straight in the trolley.
That was Valice done.
Duck.
Something to do with Ducks.
Emmmmm.
He loved the store he was in. It was amazing.
The door of the shop opened and Dynasty didn't really care. He did when he seen who came through it. A squad of the Unnamed soldiers.
What were they doing here???
Just ignore them and get the presents Dynasty tod himself.
Dynasty did find Duck's present. A chocolate milkshake maker that when it's in your mouth it quacked! He'll love that, Dynasty told himself.
This was going good. So far. Someone stepped beside him and he recognized him a follower of the Unnamed. Dynasty moved away and he didn't follow
Phew.
Mistical.
A sword.
But they don't sell swords in a shop do they?? What about some gloves. He looked at the Unnamed followers. One of them had a sword. A machete!! Mistical had been going on about one of them for ages. One problem. How would he get it off the Unnamed Followers? He was going to regret what he was going to do he told himself. There was no one on this ile. He walked behind the Unnamed follower pulled him down and took the sword of him despite his efforts. The follower fainted!
Mistical done.
Requiem.
He hadn't seen him for a while. He had been on another job. But he was coming to the christmas party anyways. He had always went on about smarties the last time he had seen him. He said they gave him energy. -the unnamed followers were on the same ile as him - so he got Requiem a 6 month
supply of smarties. He was nearly done. He ran of the ile.
Sam.
Something to do with twitter.
Sam loved Peter Andre. He had always said how he wanted him to follow him on twitter. He would love that. and Dynasty was kinda friends with him and had his number. He text Peter Andre:
Hey Peter! You know how it's nearly xmas I've got this mate. He thinks your amazing could you follow him on twitter? His name is @samheartmisticalLOL. Thanks. Dynasty. And message him on twitter saying it's coz of me and it's his xmas present.
2 minutes later.
Sure Dynasty!!
Chione.
Dynasty picked up a pick and mix bag for her. He liked Chione. She was canny.
Swik.
Didn't know him that well. Just get him a BIG box of maltesers. Done.
YES.
He went and paid for them and then left the store to see the unnamed followers singing "so here it is merry christmas everybodys having fun!"
He laughed. He was all ready for christmas.
Valice got out of the bus. She had left Roarhaven with Chione in the morning and Fletcher had teleported them home.
It was the 23rd of December and her first day off since she had joined the fights against the Unnamed.
“It’s christmaaaas coming!” Chione grinned and left the bus too.
“And we still need a hell lot of presents”, Valice sighed.
Both of them took out a piece of paper.
“We’ll meet again in two hours, okay? And then there’ll be nothing left on here!” Chione waved with the paper, grinned, turned round and left.
Valice grinned too and looked on the paper.
Chione
Dynasty
Requiem
Duck
Mistical
Sam
Swik
She sighed again. “Well then, let’s go!”
The Christmas market was exactly like it had been last year. ‘Hopefully the stuff they sell here’s better this year’, she thought.
It really wasn’t. The same colorful candles and boxes, decorations, lots of food and hot spiced wine and people everywhere.
Seven. Seven presents.
She went from one stand to the other, looking at the funny and almost completely useless stuff you can find there.
She found the presents for Mistical and Sam first.
For Mistical a gun made of chocolate but with so many details it actually looked real and for Sam an iPhone (made of chocolate too) with not one but three Twitter icons on it.
For Duck she bought a Tardis cookie box, for Chione a flash drive and for Dynasty a Transformer made out of gummy bears. Half an hour later she found something for Requiem, a Rubik Cube, not with colors that have to match on it, but with weird pictures on it like a skull, the entrance picture of TVD and a zombie-Barbie. For Swik she bought a chocolate fondue that looked like a pair of wings.
After she had bought all the presents she went to the library. There she took out a key and opened a locker and took her laptop out.
She then walked to an ice café (the same one she had sat in when she’d got the first message from the Unnamed), ordered a coffee and started the laptop.
She took out the flash drive and loaded lots of pictures on it, together with a word-document with a nice text on it and an elf-yourself video.
When Chione walked in Valice was already done with gift-wrapping the presents.
“So, you’re done?” Chione asked.
“Yes”, Valice answered. “You?”
Chione grinned. “Sure”, she said and sat down.
“I think tomorrow will be weird”, Valice said. “With the 25th being more important than the 24th and stuff.”
Chione nodded.
When Valice had been a kid the 24th had been her most favorite day in the year. In the evening she’d always went to the nativity play with her mum while her dad and her granddad “helped the Christ Child” decorating the tree. When she’d come home she went upstairs until her dad would ring a little bell and they’d all sing Christmas songs and gave each other their presents. And then they’d eat fondue. Always Fondue. But this year it’d be different.
So this is the X-Mas post, a little bit to late but better late than never! :D
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