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 Posted: Wed Dec 23, 2015 12:17 pm
"Ah." He issued a small sigh through his nose, dry but familiar. She would pull something like that. "What sort of favors were you trading for?" he asked.
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Posted: Wed Dec 23, 2015 12:26 pm
"Like ... people t'lift chairs over here and the mistletoe and ... Some extra stuff like restock barriers when ours s**t out..." She couldn't really remember a lot of it. "Oh and I had t'have someone run and get your present." She was excited about that one. "Took an hour shift for a cute girl for extra money 'cause I was already out most of the time anyways.."
She waved a hand. "Just some random stuff. It was only one thing but then it just sorta stacked up. If you just do some stuff when I text you we can still do dinner too." She was a little worried about trusting Jack to do things like put a turkey in the oven and baste it occasionally, but as long as she texted him she supposed it would be okay. Maybe.
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Posted: Wed Dec 23, 2015 12:59 pm
Another sigh left him, but a half-smile crept up on him. Ducking under the lights, he took her face into his hands and gave her a kiss.
"You and your weakness for cute girls. S'fine," he told her. "I'm not wholly off Christmas anyway. But I can handle dinner if you tell me what to do, Captain Boss."
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Posted: Wed Dec 23, 2015 1:09 pm
She hadn't expected a kiss but neither did she deny it. It felt a little strange to lean over him since he was usually the taller one, but neither did she dislike it.
"Can y'blame me? Girls are great," she told him lamely, unable to come up with something entertaining to say. She leaned forward to give him another kiss, but this time only on the cheek as she had to hang up the final curl of lights. From there the cord dangled down towards the outlet and Chel pointed at it. "I got the star, so y'wanna hit the lights?"
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Posted: Wed Dec 23, 2015 1:14 pm
"Some of them," he conceded as he ducked down and obliged her. In an instant the room lit up, though several bulbs flickered uncertainly on Chel's string. Jack surveyed their work with some satisfaction nevertheless.
"You know, I think this is the most fun I've had doing this," he said. "Though I'm still surprised you didn't make me the Christmas tree this year, to be honest."
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Posted: Wed Dec 23, 2015 1:19 pm
Recognition of the joke moved slowly across her face. Tall, green; tree. She laughed and gestured for him to offer and arm as she hopped down. "Maybe next year, f'yer lucky," she told him, her mind already formulating (it would take her and Chris both, some green duct tape, a little star hairpin from Abbi ...).
Once down from the chair she took the time to survey their work; the best part of decorating was always the end result. It was too bad they couldn't have a real fire in the fireplace for now (having decided that opening the chimney could potentially result in disaster in a lot of different ways), as a fire would have really brought the place together.
"Did you not decorate before this?" she asked him idly as she noticed the flickering bulbs with a frown.
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Posted: Wed Dec 23, 2015 1:24 pm
"I mean, we did, but I saw it more as an obligation," Jack explained, slinging his arm around her shoulders. "Santa lost his charm pretty fast when I was a kid. Pestered my parents for ages because I kept poking holes in the logic."
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Posted: Wed Dec 23, 2015 1:38 pm
"God you musta been a little s**t," she said thoughtfully. Jack was insufferable as an adult, and without the filters he must have been doubly so as a child. Not unlike herself.
She looked up at him with some slight admiration, thanks to the lights and decorations making her feel a little bit giddy. "And you grew up into an even bigger s**t."
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Posted: Wed Dec 23, 2015 1:57 pm
He snickered but didn't deny it. "And now I'm marrying the biggest s**t," he added with a squeeze of her shoulder. "Isn't that something. We got anything left to decorate?"
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Posted: Wed Dec 23, 2015 2:03 pm
Chel's face turned a little pinker the same way it did whenever he mentioned it. "Uhhh mistletoe and some random stuff." Some tinsel, the errant stocking or weird candycane fixture she'd collected over time by taking everyone's old stuff when they didn't want it. She was a bit of a trash packrat that way; habits leftover from being the child of bankrupt parents.
"F'you wanna take a break now's a good time."
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Posted: Wed Dec 23, 2015 7:36 pm
Jack gave her a glance and began to break into a grin. "You're that tired out from hanging a few strings up?" he teased. "Or does mistletoe really scare you so much?"
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Posted: Wed Dec 23, 2015 7:39 pm
"I said f'you wanna take a break," she said, feigning offense before giving his hip a check and breaking his grasp. She went to the box and dug out a few things for him to peruse. "I think you of all people would know I got endurance for days."
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Posted: Wed Dec 23, 2015 7:47 pm
"Oh I know it," he said with a grin that might as well have added a tilde to the end of the sentence. "Let's see what the packrat brought this time..."
He squinted at what she had handed over, turned it over in his hands just to be sure, and then finally ask, "Did you really score a lawn gnome from someone?"
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Posted: Wed Dec 23, 2015 7:53 pm
"Uh, yes," Chel said, like it was the most obvious question in the world. "Tell me that's not sick as ********>," she said with 100% earnesty.
Meanwhile she had taken to sticking a few pieces of mistletoe in his belt loops. As a joke, of course.
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Posted: Wed Dec 23, 2015 7:56 pm
Jack gave it another look, face wrinkling. Chel's antics went uninterrupted. "Yeah, it's...something alright. It looks like it's in pain. Can I put it out of its misery?"
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