36th form; merry christmas! {action for her house/goldenrod}

[bamfsecretary]

{Merry Christmas, members of Nanao's failmily! Hope you're ready for your presents, because some of them are lying at the foot of your beds, neatly wrapped. How did they get there? Nobody knows how they got there (hint: psychics), but that's where they are when you wake up. Oh, and what is that delicious smell coming from the downstairs kitchen? It's the beginning of a massive feast of food - and oh my god, where on earth did she hide all of this there is so much food. Everything's decked out in bunting and decorations and there's even a tree, all decorated in silver and gold. Coincidentally, this is also where the rest of the presents are, all labelled and wrapped. There's even some sneakily hidden mistletoe put up by meddling Pokemon.}

{Nanao herself is at the stove, apron on over a new dress, stirring a pot of... wine? Yep, that'd be mulled wine.}

Merry Christmas - please, grab a plate and help yourself!

{ooc: Go crazy - feel free to threadjack the hell out everything. I'll be putting up a couple of headers, but just go for it! Other people in Goldenrod are welcome to drop by, too!}

Comments

BREAKFAST

[used-glare.livejournal.com]

{Pastries and coffees and tea and eggs benedict and bacon and fruit and oh my god how much food has she made?! Your challenge, if you choose to accept it, is to try and eat as much as possible while saving space for lunch/dinner.}

{The table is literally groaning under the weight of delicious breakfast foods. Pancakes, sausages, ham, turkey... You name it, it's probably on the table.}

Re: BREAKFAST

[oxidegreen.livejournal.com]

[Marona actually spends a while just... staring. Where the hell did all of this come from?]

...Nanao?

a-awwww, daughter so cute

[used-glare.livejournal.com]

Merry Christmas, Marona!

{Your mother is very chirpy this morning. What do?}

You know, you can start eating. It's all fresh and delicious!

[exeggutorhead]

[Envy had come down to thank Nanao for the jacket and also to show her the totally useless 'red stone' he'd woken up to having. Because hey, she likes legends, maybe she'd want to see what a bit of incomplete Philosopher's Stone looks like.]

[And then he sees the mountain of food.]

When did you make all of this?

[used-glare.livejournal.com]

{Just. Giggling at the look on his face.}

When you were sleeping~!

[thattrail.livejournal.com]

_{[Holy crap so much food. Miguel's never seen this much food in the same place in his entire life, so excuse him while he stops in the doorway to just stare for a second.]}

PRESENTS

[used-glare.livejournal.com]

{After everyone's been stuffed to the brim with food and sort of rolls over to the couches, it's time to open what presents weren't left by the end of your beds!}

Re: PRESENTS

[oxidegreen.livejournal.com]

[Instead of dashing for the presents, Marona hangs back a bit. This gift exchange stuff is still something she needs to get used to-- what if there's some sort of proper way you're supposed to open presents in a setting like this? She only ever opened presents with her parents and Ash, who was practically family anyway. Is it different when there isn't any relation?

...For now, she'll just look at them warily...]

[used-glare.livejournal.com]

{Nanao will just be chilling on one of the couches.}

They won't bite, you know.

[greatbigrock]

_{[Oh, Nanao got him ... a lot of stuff, really. Wow. Now he feels even guiltier for not having anything for her, so it's with a kind of hesitant sheepish face he approaches her a later on.]}

Hey, thanks for all that stuff.

_{[HE REALLY DID NOT EXPECT IT.]}

[used-glare.livejournal.com]

{Have a smile, Tulio.}

You're welcome. Do you... like them?

[lc-whitequeen.livejournal.com]

[ Blushing and laughing. ]

An ... an Eevee ... how did you know?

And ... such a beautiful scarf ... thank you.

LUNCH

[used-glare.livejournal.com]

{Now that presents have been unwrapped and admired and tried on, it's time to eat. There's a delicious glazed and baked ham, as well as a roast turkey, and all the things that go with them, as well as salads, soups, and little delicious sweets - and of course, those ridiculous christmas crackers with dinky toys, paper crowns, and pokemon-themed jokes.}

{There's alcohol for the adults and those young ones sly and skilled enough to sneak some on the side.}

[somanytosofew]

[England feel perhaps a little awkward being here amongst so many people he doesn't know and whom he can't glare into submission (it would be rude), but oh, the sight of everything laid out for Christmas is beautiful, almost enough to bring him to tears. He knows there won't be much in his own home for that this year after all.]

This is perfect, truly.

DINNER

[used-glare.livejournal.com]

{Since everyone has been stuffed to the literal brim, dinner's just basically leftovers, but even those are delicious. Now is a time for vaguely drunken musings and pensive staring at things, and possibly christmas kisses, now that everyone's fairly drunk.}

[greatbigrock]

_{[Wow it's like ... today has been the most food he's seen in his life. Particularly the most food he's ever gotten to EAT in his life. He's not even really eating anything at this point, just leaning back in his chair, tipping it a little (probably somewhat dangerously), and looking pretty pleased with things.]}

I like this holiday.

_{[Yep, just gonna announce that and grab a last piece of ham from his place to nibble on while he just observes everyone else. Not a bad thing, this Christmas.]}

[used-glare.livejournal.com]

{Don't fall over backwards Tulio that could hurt- but yes, Nanao is pretty pleased, too.}

It's not bad, is it? Good food, good alcohol, good company...

[solas-ion.livejournal.com]

[CHRISTMAS ALCOHOOOOOOOOOL]

[used-glare.livejournal.com]

{There is indeed a lot of alcohol, and so she's not really surprised to see an Irishman in her kitchen.}

Evening, Lancer.

[greatbigrock]

_{[What's that? Alcohol? DO YOU WANT AN ALCOHOL BUDDY? Tulio is totally also sampling whatever alcohol is around. :Ib]}

ACTION

[quickattackjack]

_{[Knock knock! Someone is coming around to all the addresses he knows (all two of them) and visiting! He's got a little package under one arm and his old bowtie around his neck.]}

Anyone hooome?

ACTION

[used-glare.livejournal.com]

{Brb, rolling over to the door - oh hey, she knows this guy!}

Merry Christmas, Mr. Skellington!

[drugsbeleid.livejournal.com]

[ Holland's fairly sure he's gonna gain a few kilos from the amount of food he's consumed today. But he gives no fucks at all. Zilch. Zero. Nada.

He's chilling on the couch, idly petting with his Buneary while he talks about his travels back in the golden age and occasionally taking a swig of alcohol. He's a little inebriated and doesn't mind sharing some life stories. ]

-- and then I set sail to Constantin... Istanbul.

[somanytosofew]

[England is, by this time, mercifully quite on his way towards being drunk which has mellowed him out enormously. Even he can't manage to be too morose on a day like this. He's curled up on an armchair with half his Pokemon curled on top of him, as he idly munches a turkey sandwich.]

[exeggutorhead]

[Envy's pretty sure this is the best Christmas he's ever had in all four centuries of his life. He's also had a few drinks by now, and has taken a break from hanging off of people and being noisy to stand in front of Nanao's piano and look at it consideringly. He remembers he used to play for people back when they still celebrated this holiday...maybe he should now too.]