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These girls were very probably clinically mad, and Edgar was eagerly eating up every minute of it. This was surely the most spotlight and attention he'd gotten since he got here, though being hung from the wall with a dagger was close second, and the levels of excitement were steadily increasing with minimal effort on his part. Just existing around his fellow skimpy-dress-wearing basement dwellers was enough.

And when America kissed Robert's cheek, he saw a foolproof way to achieve his greatest of all victories.

"This is our divine right," he reminded him. For the sake of his kingdom, he put one hand on either side of Robert's face to pull him closer, then leaned forward to press his lips against his with an urgency.

It was far from just a peck, much more clumsy and pushy and as lengthy as possible. No more than a second later, he blindly reached towards Pandora and America, gently tugging on them as if to say 'get in here'. It seemed like a good idea. It worked in his daydreams.

Robert felt the world go very narrow, as he flickered his wary glance from Pandora, to America, to Edgar, and back again. The three of them were dressed like his helpers, but in their eyes there was nothing helpful to be found. They were plotting something horrible. No wishes, no thank you Santa, no joyful hugs -

On one cheek, then on another, he felt the soft press of lips leaving icky lipstick marks. Then he felt nothing at all, because Edgar went in for the kill, and accomplished exactly what he was hoping for with that kiss.

"HO HO HELL NO." Robert roared like an animal, rising up off the throne and knocking all three of them off of his lap. He had Edgar in one meaty fist, the neck of the short man caught in a vicelike grip. He shook Edgar like a doll a few times, and then dropped him back on the throne behind him.

"COAL. ALL YOU BITCHES GET COAL FOR CHRISTMAS. COAL." His eyes were wide and his face was red as a beet.

"Why can't I just have ONE ********' CHRISTMAS WHERE I don't get man-handled?!" He growled to himself as he stormed away. "Makes me almost second guess the spirit of the holiday."

Almost.

He stormed off to go get some napkins and try to wipe off the mess that was now his face.

All the yelling seized Rep's attention and he paused in devouring pikachu flesh long enough to look over at the throne where Robert was rampaging like someone convinced a yeti to wear a santa suit. He stared for a long time at the cartoony way he shook Edgar around.

It was a good thing even trainees had fear shields or SantaRobert's gift to them would have been murder.

He sidled over within earshot, as always a snarky voice on the sidelines. "Chill the ******** out, you'll never lure in more children that way dude."

Kostya stared at America forlornly as she climbed into Robert's lap to join Pandora, and forlorn quickly turned into 'deep awkwardness' as both of them-- and some strange kingly looking santa (as they were all in the too tight red costume) all decided to kiss him--

He turned away and took several steps forward, his shoulders hunched, and tried to will away the sounds of cheesy, over the top kissing.

Thank god Robert was bellowing and shaking Edgar around, because that meant that the kissing had stopped.

After America ascended to her throne, Kostya shuffled back to her. "Are vanting drink?" he asked, spurned by a warm sense of generosity slash duty that had not been there a few minutes prior. This offer did not seem to extend to Edgar or Pandora, though if they asked, he'd likely deliver. He was an elf, after all.

It wasn't a Christmas party unless Eva got to dress up Otto and drag him along. In fact, the very reason that they were late in the first place was because Eva had insisted on sitting Otto down to make his hair more presentable (which really just consisted on trying to slick it back) and forcing him into an outfit that he probably never would have worn otherwise. There had been a lot of protesting and wriggling, but before long, she had finally managed to dress up the poor blond as she saw fit for a party.

Meanwhile, she ironically had not paid much attention to how she herself looked. After tossing on a sweater dress that she so happened to find in her drawers, she pulled her long hair into ponytail and...and that was it. Not a lot of effort had been put into making herself look nice, but if anyone were to call her out on it, she would defend herself by saying that making Otto dress up had taken most of her energy out of her.

(Though that was obviously a lie. Eva had enough energy for a room of a hundred people, typically).

Dragging the blond with her by the arm, she tilted her head and squinted at the decorations as soon as they entered the room. "This was a Christmas party...right?"

Glancing at Otto when he answered, Eva turned her attention back to the decorations so that she could squint at them, focusing mostly on the cake that was...most definitely not a Christmas cake and--was that a Pikachu? This was definitely the single most confused party she had ever seen.

At least it seemed like everyone who had gathered here was having fun. Scanning the crowd for familiar faces, she gave the boy's arm a little tug and grinned up at him. "See anyone you want to show off your new look for today to?" Surely someone would appreciate the time and effort she had put into trying to tame his hair and making him put those jeans on.

...Of course, making him do the latter was easy once she threatened to pull his pants down and put the jeans on him herself. She wouldn't really do it, but it had been enough motivation for Otto.

"At least you know these people well enough to dislike them I guess," Eva laughed, trying to find a bright side to his comment, "That's a little better than me." Seriously though--there were so many unfamiliar faces within the crowd that even she was starting to feel a little nervous. Just how long had she been gone? Apparently long enough for a lot of people to wake up.

At the mention of the Pikachu cake, Eva gratefully turned to focus her attention on that instead. "It's kind of cute though, I guess? I mean--KAAAAAT!"

There was a familiar face! Without even hesitating, she threw a hand up in the air and waved eagerly at the other woman.