Jingle Bell, Jingle Bell, Jingle Bell Rock

[matini]

Who: Homestuck cast (sob too many to list)
Where: Somewhere in Goldenrod City that can handle all these chillens
When: Christmas Day
Summary: Christmas Shenanigans with any and all Homestucks!
Rating: C for Cute, M for the mouths of Striders because DANG, YOU GUYS. WASH YOUR MOUTHS.
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[tentacletrainer]

No no, Dave is my Quagsire. Insufferable Prick, Dave for short. [[Inside this wrapping paper is a notepad that is just...full of scribbles. A few things look like they were starting to be something coherent, but it's pretty much useless to decipher any of it.]]

[moveslikestrider]

Hahaha, I keep forgetting that's his name. He's pretty cool. [He flips through the sketches and shuts it with a pleased look.] This just makes me proud. Brings a manly tear to my eye and that man is all this pride just ready to burst out of me.

[tentacletrainer]

I would have brought him so he could hear that himself, but he wouldn't behave. I'll be sure to let you tell him though.

[[She chuckles.]]

He was very insistent that you get a present from him. And he had such a difficult time figuring out what that present should be.

[moveslikestrider]

Course I'll tell him. I'm kinda bummed I couldn't bring Lady B but Nicki is cool with the party. [Maybe he's a bit attached to his flaming unicorn. She's awesome ok.]

Welp, that means I need to make a return sketch, because he deserves a reply. [He finishes off the cookie he'd been nibbling on and tucks the notepad away on his person.] Just need to let the ideas mix in my head first.

[tentacletrainer]

Obviously we need to have a Christmas party for them. I'm sure they would love that. And I'm starting to think Casey won't be the only person being taught how to write at this rate.

[moveslikestrider]

Shit yes, I think they'd party harder than we are. [Because of a lot less booze for one. A horse that could write. He thinks about it.] They're as smart as we are. I don't see why we couldn't teach'em all.