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Backdated to December 25th
WHO: Gamzee Makara, Tavros Nitram
TONE: Playful, light
RATING: PG-13 for language
WHEN: Christmas day
WHERE: The Nitram family farm
WHAT: Gamzee goes to spend the day with his bro!
STATUS: On-going
It hadn't been very hard to convince his da to let him go to Tavros's for Christmas. The man never seemed to know what to do with Gamzee when he was there, anyway, and they opened presents on Christmas Eve. He did insist the boy be there for Christmas morning mass, but after that, he was free to go.
So after a ride from his da, a floo trip, and then a taxi, he arrived at the farm Tavros lived on with his mum, bearing presents, a rucksack, and an enormous grin, excited to see his friend. He'd stuck a reindeer antler headband on through his mess of curly black hair, and the little bells on it jingled as he jogged up to the house to knock on the door.
TONE: Playful, light
RATING: PG-13 for language
WHEN: Christmas day
WHERE: The Nitram family farm
WHAT: Gamzee goes to spend the day with his bro!
STATUS: On-going
It hadn't been very hard to convince his da to let him go to Tavros's for Christmas. The man never seemed to know what to do with Gamzee when he was there, anyway, and they opened presents on Christmas Eve. He did insist the boy be there for Christmas morning mass, but after that, he was free to go.
So after a ride from his da, a floo trip, and then a taxi, he arrived at the farm Tavros lived on with his mum, bearing presents, a rucksack, and an enormous grin, excited to see his friend. He'd stuck a reindeer antler headband on through his mess of curly black hair, and the little bells on it jingled as he jogged up to the house to knock on the door.
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He moves over to his rucksack, still keeping the sea goat tucked up against his side, and rummages in the bag, eventually pulling out a small package. It's wrapped in Christmas paper, but Gamzee has gone in with Sharpie, and drawn clown faces on all the reindeer and Santas that decorate the festive wrap. Inside is a small bottle containing a potion that looks a little bit like liquid sunlight, rich and gold and thick, like cough syrup. He holds the package out to Tavros, smiling. "This is the big one, though."
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There's a moment that Tavros actually looks like he might cry. He doesn't have very many friends and the thought that anyone would go through so much trouble just for him is mind boggling and he legitimately doesn't know what to do with the things he's feeling.
So he ends up closing the distance between them and hugging his best friend tightly, "Th-thank you."
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And then he's getting hugged and everything's okay again, so he wraps his arms securely around the smaller boy, chuckling. "Hey, I figure you'd be the one all appreciating it most, so it's what you deserve, you know?"
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This is different. If the potion works it'll be like flying how he dreamed of flying and it makes his heart swell with all sorts of confusing feelings. "Deserve, is a big word. But, uh... I will definitely appreciate it. Love, I think, is the more appropriate term to use, in this case."
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"Well I, uh... want you there with me, when I do it. If that's okay?" He has his best friend and he's going to get to fly, he can't remember the last time he felt this happy and content with life. "You're staying, a few days, right? If we can't go out tonight, we can take the horses tomorrow."
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It's one of Gamzee favorite things ever, to lie side by side with Tavros, with one earbud in his ear and one in his friend's, so they can share music.
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Which all makes perfect sense to Gamzee, even if it sounds like idealistic nonsense to anyone else.