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Havasu held his breath as he watched the floofy senshi examine the box and then taking the plunge and opening it. He jumped a bit when she withdrew the object, he wasn’t entirely sure what to expect… The sight of the fuzzy toy kitten though, that topped it all. With a gasp of surprise his stress leaked out on the sound of a laugh. The gut busting laughter built and built until the page was bent over holding his stomach from laughing so hard.

Gasping and trying to control himself he looked up from the crouch he was still in, a major stitch in his side, “If that is a trap then I’m a…. a…. snowman!” And the laughter begin again. Some small part of him wondered why he found this as funny as he obviously did but that thought was quickly drowned out by the gasping as Havasu ran out of breath once more. “Oh god…. god…. that hurts…. but… still… so ……. worth… it…” He remained hunched over as he did his best to control his breathing while clutching the stitch in his side.

That had never occurred to Havasu and the implications that he would still be laughing stung so much he no longer found mirth in the situation. Even with the stitch still in his side he straightened up and vehemently denied what Pisces said, "Of course not! I'm not a completed d**k! But its just a stupid toy... what can a toy do?"

Havasu had no idea just how dangerous a 'toy' could be. Even in his fights, the few he had been in, had been against youma or dark senshi, he hadn't even really encountered any negaversers. What could the toy do? And why was it the present? Why was the box so heavy to begin with but all it contained was a stuffed plush? That last thought had Havasu pausing, "Why was it so heavy?" It was murmured quietly. Could the box have been the trap and no the toy? He reached out his hand and asked politely, "May I see the box?" If it still contained a trap he did not want it to go of on her, regardless of what she thought of him.

"You don't say much do you?" Havasu asked absently as the box was handed over and he began to examine it. It still had weight to it, more than an empty box should have. A check of the inside brought a surprise. Another smaller box was nestled against the bottom. It was nearly the same size of the original present and since it was wrapped in the same paper Havasu nearly missed it. He gently removed it and found that some of the original boxes weight lightened, the smaller box had to have been why it was so heavy. "Why stick a another present in the bigger box?" He glanced up at Pisces and show her his find. A slip of paper fluttered to the ground from where it was dislodged from the small box. Juggling to two boxes Havasu bent down and picked up the little cream colored tag. He felt the hairs on the back of his neck stand up as he saw his name scrawled on the paper in the same elegant script as the first tag, Page Havasu Falls. "The hell?" The curse was murmured quietly as all his mental alarm bells rang. Just what in God's name was going on here?

Havasu handed the now empty larger box back to Pisces. There was nothing left in it and he wanted both hands free for the new box... His box. "I still don't sense anything." Other than the sheer strangeness of the whole situation he felt nothing abnormal. "I don't know. I mean your box was covered inside and out with the same paper so maybe it wasn't a false bottom mug just mistaking the new box as the papered bottom. It's like one of the dance gift boxes that are used over and over again." He shrugged and examined his own box. There were no distinguishing marks or tags other than the one with his name on it. "I'm going to open it," he took a step back and with a racing heart he carefully lifted the lid.

At first he didn't see anything nestled in the box but once he tilted it towards the light he saw what looked like a black leather bracelet tucked securely in a piece of dark green tissue paper. He gingerly pulled it out and examined the 'gift'. It was much larger than he originally thought and it had a gold buckle on it along with a golden Egyptian ankh on the opposite side of the buckle. It only took him a moment to realize it was a collar, a pet collar to be exact. His smile was broad and happy. It was exactly what he was looking for as a Christmas gift for his cat but had yet to find. Such luck brought up a different thought and his smile dimmed as he asked the senshi, "why did you get a stuffed animal? I know why mine is a collar but why a plush toy for you?"

Havasu looked up surprised. Her family wasn't even in country? It was Christmas! Even he spent Christmas with his family. He tried to distance himself for the most part but the holidays he spent with them, after all they really were the only family he had no matter how much he disliked the idea of being an idle rich kid living off of mommy and daddy's fortune. Havasu absently tucked the now mostly empty box, only the tissue remained, in his belt pouch. He gently rubbed the golden ankh trying figure out a idea.

"Could I ask why you can't visit them or the other way around?" It might be something simple as she disliking them. Havasu knew plenty of people who couldn't stand their own family but he didn't really think that was the case. She looked lonely to him, then again figuring out females was not something he was great at.

Havasu fiddled with the collar and wondered if he was about to be slapped. He had been saving up for the last few months to get the perfect collar for his savannah cat and with the piece of leather in his hands he no longer needed that savings. As a civilian Havasu was lucky when it came to his family and finances and maybe he could pass on some of that luck. He paused a moment more before taking a deep breath and presenting his idea, "I might know why Santa tossed us together."

He shifted nervously and finished his idea. "I know someone who..." He stopped and gave up trying to come up with a good excuse. "Look, let me be honest, with this collar I've now have a good amount of money saved up that I was going to use to get one if I could find it. If you want I can give it to you," he smiled uncertainly and added, "no one should be away from family for the holidays. No strings attached, just pass on the luck much like I just got." He held up the collar to show what he meant. He didn't know if she would take him up on his offer but even if she didn't then he would figure out someway to pass on the luck he had somehow found.

Havasu chuckled mirthlessly. The idea that a few hundred dollars would be appreciated by his parents was funny in a twisted kind of way. The money was just a drop in the bucket of the ocean that was their bank account, old money tended to be like that. He tried to make his own way in the world but found that being who he was, who he was from, was harder to run from then he originally thought. His darker thoughts shifted once more as the sounds of caroling drifted by in the cool crisp air.

"No one should be alone on Christmas. If you want you could join my family for Christmas eve." It wouldn't be hard to convince his parents to set another setting at the table. It wouldn't even be the first time he brought someone home for the holiday, there had been a time or two when his friends from boarding school didn't have anyone to go home to and Havasu brought them home with him. This time would be much like that. If she was willing that is. Not only did it take being willing to join his family on a major holiday but trusting each other with their true identities. After all neither could go to dinner dressed as they were right now. Not even his folks would recognize Havasu while powered up.