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 Posted: Wed Jan 07, 2015 5:25 pm
Helmut stared at Xavier, having forgotten for the moment that he never really had a Giftmas growing up. She stared, and stared, and then a plan formed, which drew a wide grin onto her thin lips. The tree was set up, it was just a matter of decorating, right?
"Okay first!" She leaned into the box again, fishing around for some things, and ended up pulling out a large, glittering sphere ornament. "Hold this!" She instructed, before leaning back in and grabbing a second one, offering it to his other hand. "And this one!"
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Posted: Wed Jan 07, 2015 9:19 pm
Xavier just stood there and let Helmut pile things into his arms. Since he wasn't quite sure what he was supposed to be doing with them yet, except for just keeping them for her, he made sure to do his very best and not drop anything.
"These are very pretty," he said, peering at the ornaments with curiosity. "Do they all look like this?"
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Posted: Fri Jan 09, 2015 6:21 pm
"There are lots, see?" Helmut kept on pulling ornaments out for him to hold, and when his arms were full she started hooking them on his person, like in his pockets, off of his lapel, and a couple in the trim on his sleeves or bottom hem.
Then, now empty of ornaments, the small wendigo leaned in and pulled out a long string of silver garland. She looped it, and threw it up so it would land around his shoulders, and quietly started to walk it around him.
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Posted: Fri Jan 09, 2015 8:30 pm
Xavier just smiled at Helmut, looking at each ornament pulled from the box with a certain amount of curiosity. They really were very pretty, he thought, and the tinsel garland was rather lovely with its glittery silveryness and -
"Erm. Helmut..."
Xavier shifted from one foot to the other, his expression turning slightly suspicious.
"Aren't - aren't the decorations supposed to go on the tree?"
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Posted: Wed Jan 14, 2015 7:07 pm
Finally, he caught on.
"Oh, Gift-mas Ra-um, Oooh Gift-mas Ra-um!" Helmut sang out, high pitched and clearly finding herself absolutely hilarious. Then with a shriek of realization she scampered away, returning a couple seconds later with her phone, the camera lens pointed right at him.
"Say 'I WON'T HURT HELMUUUUUT~!'" She sang again, snapping a photo of her favourite tree-demon in the whole world.
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Posted: Wed Jan 14, 2015 7:24 pm
Xavier would have wilted right then and there, except that would have meant knocking off all of the ornaments that were currently draped across him, and that would have been bad. So instead he just stood there looking pathetic and mildly distressed.
"Helmuuuuuuuutttt," Xavier whined, shifting from one foot to the other. "Whyyyyyy are you dressing me in Giftmas ornaments?!"
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Posted: Tue Jan 20, 2015 9:31 am
"Giftmas Raum!" She cackled out again in response, before grinning too wide to show too many teeth. "See! You're all festive!" She had hopped closer, if only to show him the picture of himself as a very distressed giftmas tree. It was a photo she was going to keep forever - which brought a thought to mind, a terrible, horrible thought. So much so that she stopped chittering immediately and stared at him, her pupils dilating to nearly obliterate the deep blues of her irises.
Then she took off like a shot, running into her bedroom to hide the camera before he had the chance to find and delete the picture from her.
She returned when the camera was well hidden (under her pillow, with an ugly plushie to stand guard), and set to taking the garland off of her poor, uncomfortable friend as if nothing had ever happened, ever.
"Lights should go first but I don't have any SOOOoooo tinsel first, then ornaments!"
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Posted: Tue Jan 20, 2015 7:20 pm
"Why am I a Giftmas raum," was the question asked, practically whined, because in spite of everything, even with Helmut putting all manner of things on him, Xavier hadn't actually moved, nor had he tried to stop her from doing exactly what she was doing.
It was either very cute or very sad. Or maybe both.
He stared at her in confusion as she ran off - and then came back - and then he just blinked because now she was taking things off of him, and hadn't she just started putting things on?
"Helmut," said Xavier suspiciously. What are you doing? Are you doing something?"
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Posted: Tue Jan 20, 2015 9:06 pm
"Because it's fun!" The ghoul giggled, pulling the garland free and gathering it up to be able to put it on the tree instead.
"Ima good ghoul!" The small wendigo insisted, finishing putting all the tinsel on the tree before turning back to him to claim th ornaments that dangled from his left hand. "I decorated you, but now we should decorate the tree!" As if to prove her point, she put one of the ornaments on a branch instead, though she still held four more.
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Posted: Wed Jan 21, 2015 4:08 pm
The look he gave her was totally suspicious.
"You are a good ghoul, yes, Helmut," said Xavier, half exasperatedly, half amused. "But that doesn't mean that you aren't doing something you probably shouldn't be doing, right, Helmut? Right?"
His expression was stern as he hung a candycane shaped ornament from a branch.
"What happens after we finish this?"
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Posted: Wed Feb 11, 2015 6:39 pm
"I'm as innocent as the day I was hatched!" She squeaked out, eyes wide with innocence even as she lied; the lie being that she had been hatched. His follow up question made her pause, and she pondered the answer.
"Well...then the spookies are done, and then we watch the scree-vee together, with the spookies!" The spookies were important, naturally.
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Posted: Wed Feb 18, 2015 10:00 pm
That was totally not true, Helmut, was written all over Xavier's face as he stared mutely at her, but remained silent. The ghoul would still receive some definite suspicious looks, but he decided to drop it for now, because clearly Helmut was not going to give away anything so easily.
Which just made him all the more wary of her.
"What sort of scree-vee?" Xavier asked, in spite of himself. "I do like spookies..."
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