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Jason was home, just chillin and enjoying the (almost nonexistant) spirit of christmas. Well he was trying to, though he had thought on numerous occasions weather or not he should try and visit his parents. Would that be a good idea? He had no idea weather he could reach them via portal or what they would even say. But the idea had persisted, as he had always celebrated Christmas at home with his family. This would be the first time he would be by himself.

It also brought in other unwelcome thoughts. Did they even miss him? Did they even think he was alive?

He was brought out of his dismal thoughts by a knocking on the door, and he stood up to answer it.

"Ah, hello Solia!" He felt himself perk up at seeing the death trainee at his door, a smile creeping over his face.

Jason was becoming accustomed to the ways in which Solia acted. Especially this one, as Zanth always pointed out to him that this was the way a ghoul acted when they digged you. Though He didn't want any ghouls to have a crush on him (God forbid because he would be running the other way as fast as his legs carried him), he still wasn't sure that Solia actually liked him that way. Because he was pretty sure he wasn't much of a man, one that should be liked. By Solia at any rate.

But as she lifted up the basket of cookies, he remembered the kitchen. And the hugging episode. He could already feel his stomach turning somersaults.

"Oh, wow! T-thankyou Solia. They smell delicious too!" He gingerly took the basket of cookies, the heavenly sent of baked goods wafting up. "And I do celebrate Christmas, so you don't have to worry." He stood there for a few moments admiring the gift, then realized he was leaving her waiting. Jason quickly opened the door more and stepped to the side. "Would you like to come in?"

Being a trainee, his room had very little to offer in terms of...anything. There was a desk, a bed, and a cupboard.

Jason also digged Solia very much. How could he not, when she was such a adorable and loving young woman whom made him cookies and kept feeling his chest. Okay maybe not the last part, but he did think she was lovely.

"Oh! Y-yes sure you can sit on the bed! There is also a chair if you'd like to sit there. Anywhere is fine." Jason rambled on as his gloved hands gripped the basket handle in nervousness. When she had taken a seat, he sat himself down with the basket at his side.



No, he didn't, so the moon trainee quickly picked up one and plucked it into his mouth. It practically melted. Damn, it was a good cookie.

"It tastes great!" He mumbled to her with a mouth full of food. Yeah, Jason had all the manners.

Just hearing the amount of trouble Solia went through to make the cookies was astounding, and Jason wondered for a brief moment if he should have suggested something simpler. But eating those cookies...he was kind of glad that he did. Because they tasted good. Although he was trying to remember how his mom made them, he thought that these tasted much better. Most likely because Solia made them just for him.

Just...for him.

Chimed in Zanthvos.

"Yes, they are the exact right kind" Jason swallowed his mouthful of food so he could properly talk. "They taste wonderful, thank you "

While he would love her to make more, he felt hard pressed to ask such a task of Solia. Even if it was easy. "Y-you don't have to." He said slowly. "You never know when you'll be called away from another mission. And I'm sure you have your own tasks to attend to."

And then he nearly choked on a cookie when she said she liked him. She liked him! But she had quickly compared him to her friends. Oh...



It was a bugger he had no water with him, so he just focused on coughing, breathing, and trying not to pass out. "O-of course 'coughcough' It's always fun to do nice things."