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Solomon was more willing to share the gingerbread than his visor, at least, as there was no pout to accompany her stealing a piece from him.

"Nah, if I had a date it'd be the Blue Ranger at this time." he said, scratching the side of his visor around where his cheek would have been. "Not that dates are bad, just...." he shrugged, "Not much for holiday romances or whatever implication."

Which meant he was totally going to end up mistletoed at some point.

Cass lifted both brows slightly. "Right, and you didn't just give Robert a yule-log scented winter breeze?"

Wow, there was so much Christmas punnage right there.

"It came from deep within. I'm a very giving man. Sometimes. That said-" He picked up a bat cookie and gave it to her.

"The bat cookies are the best."

"Never been more - " Maebe followed her gaze, and saw who she was waving at. It sent a cold chill of anger down her spine, but she kept it together. "Sure. Just set me down in a chair, make sure I'm facing the fun, and you can go enjoy the party."

She said none of this with malice, or contempt. But there was something about Maebe's voice that always made things sound sarcastic, anyway. She was already looking for a chair, or more importantly - trying to look anywhere but there.

"There's one."

She was always grateful that Solomon didn't pout. And since the room was full of people, she didn't want to take his visor and have everyone turn to stone! Not everyone had strong superpowers like her right.

"Where is Dorian by the way? Taking his time getting here?" He was french and pardon her french but, they did like to make dramatic entrances right? "Ah gotcha..." She tapped her stolen piece of gingerbread to his, "then to the merry enjoyment of blackmail pictures handsome, and free food right?" She held her hand out for him to shake, since he was clear no kisses, "Merry Christmas Solomon."

"Dunno, actually." he said, taking out his phone to tap a message into it quickly, but not before sending the picture of Marcus and Dakota sitting on Robert as well.



Once he was done, he tucked the phone away again. As the gingerbread tapped together, a thought passed through Solomon's head. A very dangerous thought that slowly formulated as he smiled and returned Nevada's sentiments. "Merry Christmas-not-Kissmas." he said, humor lacing his tone before his thoughts turned into thought-vomit- "If we just soak this in one of the drinks thatwouldbeamazing...."

Yep, they definitely shared stock in the stubbornness department. Peyton shook her head in clear defeat before heading towards the chair Maebe had indicated. "Do you want me to go find anyone for you, let them know you're here?" Surely the other girl had friends somewhere that would enjoy her company. If not.. Well, even if they didn't know each other well Peyton would have felt a little guilty leaving her all alone.

When they reached the chair Peyton used her toe to nudge it around so it was facing out into the room, then carefully lowered Maebe onto it. "Or I could get you something to drink, or eat?" Here eyes rolled past Maebe's bare shoulder towards the wall. "Though I suppose you could just keep grabbing chunks of gingerbread from the wall if you were hungry."

A . . . A few weeks. On Candace's birthday. For a moment Stormy looked crestfallen (she didn't know she had missed her mentor's birthday asldkfj), but the amount of JOY in the room didn't allow her to stay down about it for long. "Hi, and congrats!" she echoed Gale as Dakota joined them, smiling brightly. "D'you guys have a date planned already?"

Actually, wait a minute . . . Stormy glanced between the three curiously. "Does Deus even do marriages on the island?"


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