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 Posted: Tue Dec 19, 2006 9:28 pm
"No. Unfortunately, when you cook alcohol, it evaporates all the good stuff and just leaves you with the flavour." Aiden replies. "There's real food too."
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Posted: Tue Dec 19, 2006 9:29 pm
"You could probably swing some kind of alcoholic icing, and put it on the cookies." Tybalt replies, totally not actually caring.
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Posted: Tue Dec 19, 2006 9:30 pm
"No. I'm sure we'll get drunk enough without needing that." Aiden replies.
Then Syd walks in, carrying his guitar, since he'd been street busking for now reason.
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Posted: Tue Dec 19, 2006 9:32 pm
Since nobody else is there (and nobody else who doesn't know WILL be there) Ty goes over and greets Syd with a kiss, "Where did you disappear to?"
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Posted: Tue Dec 19, 2006 9:34 pm
"I was signing christmas carols in the mall, with my guitar. They kicked me out though." Syd replies with a grin. "Because I changed all the words."
Aiden chuckles. "Do I even want to know?"
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Posted: Tue Dec 19, 2006 9:35 pm
Ty smirks, "I think I want to. Do tell."
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Posted: Tue Dec 19, 2006 9:38 pm
Syd opens up his acoustic guitar case and serenades them both, with highly explicit versions of the old christmas classics.
Aiden almost falls over laughing./
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Posted: Tue Dec 19, 2006 9:40 pm
Once Syd's done, Ty wraps his arms around his shoulder, "I love you, you know that right?" For Ty enjoys evil.
Rafael gets there, and just walks in. Then he pauses,, because Ty is smiling in a way that *cannot* be good, "It seems like I always manage to have somewhat awkward timing."
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Posted: Tue Dec 19, 2006 9:41 pm
Aiden manages to catch his breath. "Syd was just singing to us..." he replies./
Syd grins.
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Posted: Tue Dec 19, 2006 9:43 pm
"You simply must hear his version of 'hark the herald angels sing'." Ty adds.
Raf holds up his hands, "No thanks. I think I'd prefer to be able to hear christmas carols with a straight face still."
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Posted: Tue Dec 19, 2006 9:46 pm
Aiden chuckles. "I will never ever be able to think the same way about 'Jingle Bells' again."
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Posted: Tue Dec 19, 2006 9:47 pm
Ty grins, and nuzzles Syd a bit, because he's proud of his brother for coming up with such filth, "So. The gang's all here now."
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Posted: Tue Dec 19, 2006 9:48 pm
"Food or booze first?" Aiden asks. "Did yuo manage to get tomorrow off, Rafa?"
Syd leans back against Ty's nuzzling. "I'll write out all the lyrics for you, if you want." he offers/
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Posted: Tue Dec 19, 2006 9:50 pm
"You should put out a christmas album." Ty suggests instead, because it's just not as good on paper, "And food. So that we can drink more."
Rafael nods, "Had to bribe Ash a bit, but yeah."
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Posted: Tue Dec 19, 2006 9:52 pm
Syd grins. "I so should. The band should!" he says.
Aiden cheers. "Good. That way you can stay tonight." He goes over to the oven and takes out the snacks and food he'd made and lays it all out on the table.
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