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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[ghostytrainer]

[He had to say something. Didn't he? He just had to tempt fate. Slimer starts cackling uncontrollably. He'd be clapping if that didn't involve letting go of the mistletoe. This is a victory. Dave's words mean nothing.]

[John waves a hand in front of Rose's face.]

These aren't the droids you're looking for. Move along.

[tentacletrainer]

As much as I would love to secure this reference with you, John, I am not looking for any droids. Your Jedi mind tricks will not work on me.

[[Just going to snap a picture of his face.]]

I am going to assume by virtue of the fact you two are still standing here beneath that that you have not followed through with tradition yet.

[moveslikestrider]

My lips are virginal, and they're not going to get even remotely brushed by anyone today. Bro code demands I don't touch my best bro like that and really, seriously nadda, nope, hell no, and I was just chatting when the purple marauder here zipped in with this. [He gestures to the situation as a whole. Nope nope nope nope.]

the keywords for this icon are terrible for the context of this thread. yet i keep using it.

[ghostytrainer]

[Okay, new tactic.]

What mistletoe?

[He sees no mistletoe. It must be like those pesky pumpkins that nobody can ever keep track of.]

[tentacletrainer]

John. No one mentioned mistletoe. Your tactic - and don't you try and tell me this wasn't an escape tactic - just backfired on you. Because you most certainly brought attention to the fact that it's mistletoe you are standing under.

[moveslikestrider]

[Dave just covered his face with one hand and sighed. You had one job John. One. Job.] you know if you don't hurry mom is going to down all the hot chocolate. And the cookies and don't give that look I'm serious.

[His voice is flat as his hands drops away. He has two chances here. Fast kiss John and run, or endure and stall until she gets fed up. Guess which option he's digging in his heels to do.]

[ghostytrainer]

[One job and he failed it.]

...Goddammit.

[Please take Dave's bait, Rose. Please. Just got get cookies and cocoa and let's just all pretend that this never happened. Let's all especially forget the part where John failed his one and only job.]

[tentacletrainer]

I can always purchase more cocoa and bake more cookies. I can purchase chocolate too if I really need my fix.