sweetdevil | 52nd ♫ | the first star in the sky is even brighter out tonight

[ Chitoge's never really been a social butterfly at parties. Granted, the ones she's used to are a fair bit more on the hoity-toity side — sumptuous galas with decadent hors d'oeuvres, where everyone and their mother is dressed to the nines (on the mafia's dime, of course). By comparison, tonight's holiday get-together seems decisively low-key; a festive little shindig with plenty of hot cocoa and decorated gingerbread cookies to go around. A couple of logs burning in the fireplace, carols on the speakers, It's A Wonderful Life muted on the flat-screen. An excuse for everyone in the room to whip out the most ludicrous sweater they could pull from the back of their closets.

It's...well, it's cozy. You won't hear a "bah-humbug" from Chitoge's lips, at least; she's all for letting everyone rock around the Christmas tree in a new old-fashioned way (whatever the heck that means). She's even done her best to look the part, with her own utterly horrendous pullover, fresh off the back of a rack at Kohl's. It's a bit of a change of pace, getting to see everyone mingling and giggling under the red and green string lights...

Still, for all the warmth and holiday cheer in the room, Chitoge seems pretty content to enjoy it from a distance. She doesn't seem uncomfortable, really, but it's a bit of a lonely sight to catch the stray blonde parked under the stockings by the chimney. As boisterous as she can be, she's a textbook wallflower at the end of the day, but she at least seems content to take slow sips from a mug very-much-overfilled with whipped cream and marshmallows.

Maybe she's just keeping a watchful eye over it. You never know when you might encounter a chocolate thief, after all. ]

Edited 2020-11-23 11:35 (UTC)

[ Today's party is almost obnoxiously holly jolly. It's cheerful enough and cozy enough that against all odds, even Erina can't find anything to complain about, even in jest. Of course, given that they let her go all out with her extremely subtle sweater for this year, she feels like it's all she can do to keep her trap shut and let the holiday cheer go on unabated.

And honestly? It's nice. It's her first Christmas with just friends as opposed to family and it's kind of weird and fun and she's not really used to it yet. So when she sees Chitoge wallflowering, it's a perfect excuse to detach from the Christmas throng and unceremoniously plop herself down on the floor right next to Chitoge. ]

Hey. I can't believe I'm about to say this but I genuinely think your sweater might be more godawful than mine.

Estival, I'm so touched! Oh, that might just be the best damn compliment I've gotten all night!

[ Chitoge tries to ham up a few sniffles and squeeze out a tear, just to sell herself a bit. An actress she most certainly is not-- ]

But I think, for once, you might have me beat this time. How am I supposed to compete with the world's biggest fruit cake herself? Especially when you're in season...

[ Though, Chitoge does set her drink down to run her fingers down the sleeve of Erina's ridiculous top, as if to check something... ]

Mine's definitely itchier, though. I'm suffering in style here...

[ Erina just shrugs and plucks at the sleeve herself, stretching out the ungodly material a bit before letting it ping back into place. ]

I dunno man, mine might be a finely tuned callout aimed at myself but it's just 2D. Yours is full on three dimensional Christmas nightmare. Its very existence is a convincing argument against the existence of a benevolent god. Even I'm not about to tell you my sweater comes out on top here.

And, get this, it was on clearance! I can't imagine why. I saw it and just knew I had to show it off to the world. Especially tonight.

[ And especially Erina. ]

Oh, speaking of, I'm shocked there's still sugar cookies on that dessert table. I would've thought making that open season was the biggest mistake anyone could ever make, knowing you were on your way.

Honestly, looking at this thing? I get the feeling they were less than two steps away from paying people to take it away. It's a sin.

[ Which makes it objectively the best sweater here, obviously. ]

The cookies, though? Believe me, if I had my way, those things would be gonezo. But I was issued with a thread to, and I quote, "pull off your hands and stick them so far up your butt your nose will be waving hello". It was a pretty good threat, honestly.

[ Damn, even Chitoge's wincing at that one. ]

It's not a bad one, but you wouldn't catch me dead making a threat like that on Christmas. [ It's the middle of December. ] I'm not risking getting coal in my stocking. You want me to smuggle you some? I can be pretty stealthy, y'know.

[ In this hideous thing? ]

You know what? I'm gonna say yes purely because I want to see how you Metal Gear Santa your way over there without getting caught, wearing that sweater. Of course, if you get your ass whooped, I had no involvement in this.

[ Erina is a good friend (citation needed). ]

[ Her ribbon perks right up at that, like a rabbit on alert-- ]

Now you listen here, if some fat fuck can sneak into everyone's houses and deck out the space under the tree and steal people's cookies all without getting caught, I think I can manage one of the three just fine, thank you very much.

[ What was that about not wanting any coal..? ]

And if you think anyone here's gonna whoop my ass, you must know something I don't. Someone tries to jump me, I'll get 'em with the 3-hit combo. "Ho-ho-ho"!

[ Something about the look of her shadowboxing in her getup is pretty wild, but unfortunately, here we are. ]

[ Erina definitely does not choke back a laugh at this, because she's a good friend. She just goes right ahead and laughs out loud instead. And because she's, you know, a good friend and all then obviously she should encourage this. Chitoge's all fired up! It would absolutely not be in the Christmas spirit if she poopoo'd all over that. ]

Oh yeah, on God? Tell you what, let's up the stakes. If you can get over there and pilfer all the cookies without getting caught and you can sneak me a cocoa too, I will not only admit I was wrong, but you'll have one free Erina I.O.U to hold over my ass for the foreseeable future.

[ if this sounds like a trick to make Chitoge go get her some snacks then you'd be right. ]

[ Whether it's because Chitoge is easily enabled or extremely gullible, the idea of a challenge just gets her going even more. There's not really much on the line here other than her pride, of course. But she's never been one to back down from a wager, even if the terms are silly. And more tempting than the idea of the I.O.U. is... ]

Admit you're wrong? You?

[ Is this an impostor, maybe? Was Erina visited by three ghosts in the night? ]

You better make sure my ass doesn't fall into the fireplace when you say it, because I might just pass the fuck out. You just sit back and watch a pro at work.

[ She foists her decked-out mug of cocoa onto Erina and makes her way over to the snack table, but it isn't until the adrenaline of accepting the dare wears off and the goods are in front of her that she realizes the problem here. ]

Shit.

[ She only has two hands. How is she gonna balance a steaming mug of hot chocolate and a shitload of cookies in one trip? It's way too many to stick on one plate...

She doesn't have any other options. When she's reasonably certain no one is looking in her general direction, she... ]

[ ...grabs the whole tray and speed-walks away.

Not her sneakiest play. ]

[ And of course Erina takes a big ol gulp of the stuff as soon as it's in her hands, just on account of who she is as a human being. In fact, this might have been part of the plan this entire time. It's hard to tell with Erina, who is possibly the premiere example of what it means to have braincells but be stupid anyway.

She sits there sipping smugly as she watches Chitoge, with the obvious satisfaction of someone who's sowed some chaos and is just happy to watch it bloom. Once Chitoge grabs the whole fucking tray, however, Erina chokes and it's only knowing that her life would probably be on the line that prevents her from dropping it outright.

In muted shock and delight: ] Holy shit, Kirisaki!

[ As if she thinks it'll help her keep a low profile (as if she ever could), she keeps her voice low, just barely higher than a whisper: ]

Yes, yes, I'm amazing, I know!

[ Amazingly what? We just don't know. And even if we did, maybe some questions are better left unanswered. ]

Just nab 'em all before someone sees me with this thing! [ She hisses, as though that's an easy task. The tray is loaded; probably too much for both of them together, let alone Erina herself. ] And make sure y--wait a damn minute, is that a whipped cream moustache?! You're fucking shameless!

[ Mid-pulling cookies off the tray by the armful and into her lap: ] You handed me a hot chocolate and never told me not to drink it. I had no choice. It was like I was possessed. You'll never take me alive, officer.

[ So yeah, shameless. ]

We're gonna get so fucking sick on all these.

Just for that, you're not getting your own! I hope my cooties were worth it! Besides, I'm not going back to the scene of the crime with this...

[ That's basically asking to get scolded. The only reasonable move is to foist this off on someone, or... ]

Wait, I've got it--

[ She dumps the rest of them in Erina's lap, letting them fall like a landslide. The fake-ass tree is on the other end of the room, perfect for hiding things under.

Sure, normally it's for presents and not Santa-themed trays loaded with crumbs, but it's better than heading back over with the smoking gun. She shoves the platter right under there, wedged between two nondescript boxes, and dusts off her hands, mission seemingly accomplished. ]

And that's how you steal Christmas.

[ Despite having her mouth crammed with Christmas cookies, Erina bursts out laughing which of course results in her briefly choking on her cookies, like she deserves. When she's managed to not die, Erina lifts her mug, like she's toasting Chitoge with her own, stolen hot cocoa and just says– ]

Cheers, bro, I'll drink to that.

[ And so she does. Horrible. Awful. She has the decency to offer Chitoge a stolen cookie, though. ]

How in the hell you're not on the naughty list I'll never know. Or maybe you are? Shit, how do you even tell when you're on the naughty list?

[ Erina's lucky Chitoge doesn't move to bite her fingers off. Once she's certain the mission was a success (and that the goblin girl doesn't need anyone to give her the Heimlich maneuver), she snags the Christmas cookie between her teeth. ]

You're one to talk! [ She says with her mouth full, so it comes out as some sort of muffled nonsense. Erina's free to interpret it however she wishes. "I'd do it again"? "Anything for you"? The world is her oyster. ] You tell when you get fucking coal, duh! Which, I'll have you know, I've never gotten in my life! Though I might just get some for you, as a prank...

Oh come on, Kirisaki. Doesn't count as a prank if you just full on tell me you're gonna do it. Where's the showmanship? The panache? The power? I feel like I barely know you anymore.

[ She's gesturing very vehmently with the hot chocolate as she says all this but somehow manages not to spill the thing. It's very... Erina of her, somehow. ]

At least now you can't back out of getting me a Christmas gift even if it is coal.

Please. If I was actually gonna prank you, I'd do a lot better than coal. ...Besides, in all seriousness, "panache" aside, [ She says, complete with big air quotes and an over-the-top alto-- ] I can fuck with you any other day of the year. Christmas is special, y'know? It means something.

[ Though she is fairly impressed by that dexterity; not that she'll ever say that out loud. ]

So yes, for your information, you are getting something, Estival, and you're damn lucky it's not a knuckle sandwich.

[ It'd probably be a bit embarrassing to admit that she already picked it out and everything, though. She'll keep that to herself, too. ]

[ Erina blinks at her. ]

Wait, you actually got me something for Christmas?

[ SHE SOUNDS LEGITIMATELY SURPRISED??? ERINA??? ]

Eh? What do you mean by that?

[ And why on Earth is she so shocked? Is it really that unexpected? Or, is she not supposed to? It's not that weird, is it..?

She takes another cookie in her hand, but fiddles with it a bit in her fingers, not quite taking a bite of it yet. ]

Why would I not? It's just a little something...

Because I'm an obnoxious jackass, I guess?

[ She says it with a self deprecating little grin, so she obviously doesn't mean it that seriously, but the way she's rubbing the back of her neck and looking away from Chitoge as she answers is a little uncharacteristically awkward of her. ]

I mean. I got a little something for you too but it's nothing super exciting, I'm shitty at picking out gifts.

52nd ♫ | the first star in the sky is even brighter out tonight

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