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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[viiru2alert]

Trail mix doesn't count, sorry. You just dump things in a bowl and pour salt all over them. [Nomnomnom.] Huh, it's quieter in here, isn't it? ...Well. Marginally. [He looks back at the other room, where the rest of them have now proceeded to play thumping music that can be heard from all the way in here. Sollux has to wonder, vaguely, what time it is.]

[timelymaid]

It counts when you want to eat trail mix! [ On the trail! You know, like they usually are. ] Well, almost everyone's in the other room. [ Aradia's been eating whenever Sollux talks, so she's just fiddling with her plate right now, glancing at the other room. ] I think tomorrow's probably going to be a little awkward for some people.

[viiru2alert]

Why would anyone ever want to eat trail mix over anything else? Like, "Oh, jeez, today I feel awful peckish for some reason, let me consume specifically this pitiful mixture of ground nuts and processed chocolate!" It's just there.

[ ... ]

You know, yeah, it probably is.

People're going to be waking up on top of other people in a heap on the floor. Mess.

[timelymaid]

It's something quick you can eat on the go! But okay, point taken, I'll never offer you any.

Well, there's that. There's also the part where I'm fairly certain the punch has soporifics in it, and there's that dead human plant everywhere. [ And she's pretty certain there are a few drunk humans. It's slightly worrying. ]

[viiru2alert]

Everything about this human holiday is weird.

[Good thing he didn't drink anything that wasn't bottled or canned so far.]

[timelymaid]

I don't see why there are so many dead plants involved, but John said it's because of Europeans?

[viiru2alert]

No idea what those are, but fuckin' Europeans.

[timelymaid]

I think they're sort of a different blood caste. Our humans are "Americans".

[viiru2alert]

Huh. I thought humans didn't have blood castes.

[timelymaid]

It's not a blood caste, that's just the closest I can figure it as. They're apparently different somehow, anyway. [ Somehow. ] Although the Bro human lusus was telling me that human males go through life stages that involve being a frat boy, and...things.

[viiru2alert]

So their intelligence actually does decrease as they get older. The more you know, I guess.

[timelymaid]

Was that remark meant to be about Striders or human males in general? Because I hate to point it out, but you're the latter right now.

[viiru2alert]

Yes, but I wasn't a human originally so it's not my fault and absolutely no one can blame me.

[timelymaid]

I sort of like it! I can see why Kanaya enjoyed being outside in the daytime.

[viiru2alert]

I can't.

[Then again, he can't see why Kanaya enjoyed being outside.]

[timelymaid]

The sunshine is nice! You know, when it's not likely to irreparably harm you.

[viiru2alert]

Yeah, whatever. It's not all that great in my opinion. [He folds his arms and shrugs.]

[timelymaid]

You can't tell me you don't like it here, though. We're basically inside a game. That isn't trying to kill us, I mean.

[viiru2alert]

[Noncommittal grunt.]

[Translation: He totally likes it here.]

[timelymaid]

[ Sollux it won't kill you to admit you like something, honestly. ]

You want to be the very best... [ yes she's singing at him, she learned that song okay. He should probably stop her. ]

[viiru2alert]

Are we going to do this now?

[Such hatred in the boy's eyes right now, Aradia. Such burning hatred.]

[timelymaid]

[ She's laughing at you now. She's the best friend, right? ]

You do, though!

[viiru2alert]

Go die in a pit of brain lava.

[timelymaid]

Nope! I'm done with that sort of thing.

[ Have you eaten your celery yet. If not you're getting a look. ]

[viiru2alert]

...What?

[He sees that look, and no, he has not eaten the celery.]