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    [color=honeydew]"Everyone get over here! It's decorating time! Since it's Christmas and all," Etherkit yowled, her high, squeaky voice slicing through the air as she sat in the middle of the courtyard. Surrounding her were cardboard boxes of Christmas lights, ornaments, extremely ugly sweaters, etc., all summoned by helpful NPCs. "Let's go go go! We've got to cover this entire camp with tacky decorations by midnight, okay?!"


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    [justify][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 300px;][size=8]"Authoritative," Solenne deduced, raising a metaphorical brow. "May i participate?"


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px][justify][size=12px][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 450px; margin-top: -10px;][justify][size=11px]Great, now the brat was hosting things and he would have to listen to her. "Where'd you get those sweaters? Oh, how rude of me, they belong to you!" his jab-game was honestly getting pretty weak, maybe because he'd found some alcohol somewhere. The canine reached into a box and began pulling out lights, with intentions of putting them in a nearby tree.
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    [color=honeydew]"Made them out of your ugly shed fur. They're especially for you," she shot back to Ruben before nodding towards Solenne. "Knock yourself out." Etherkit then waddled to one of the boxes and pulled out a couple large, knitted stockings, wondering what exactly she was going to do with these. Tack them onto a wall? Eh, sure. Fortunately she had the NPCs conjure some building tools like hammer and nails beforehand.


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px][justify][size=12px][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 450px; margin-top: -10px;][justify][size=11px]Ruben grinned at Ether's jab, whilst he finished pulling out a strand of lights. "How sweet of you!" he called after her as she began moving away with a couple of stockings. The canine then moved towards the closest tree, glaring upwards at it's top branches. How the heck was he supposed to reach them? He surely wasn't about to be asking for help. The male turned on a hind paw, and began moving towards a tree of a much safer height, and began wrapping the decorations around the small plant's trunk.



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    [justify][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 300px;][size=8]Solenne decided to hang a wreath and a few lights on the gates of the clan. Adding some simple festivity to the monochrome home.

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    [color=honeydew]Pushing a hammer and some nails along with the string of stockings, Etherkit arrived at a slightly crumbling, unfurnished brick wall. This would do. She glanced back to see Ruben turning away from a tall tree and snorted. "Shorty!" the munchkin called, though she knew she would be receiving backlash due to her own petite height. She stepped onto a very conveniently placed stool, awkwardly holding up a woolen stocking with one paw and a nail in the other, with the hammer protruding from her mouth. This might not end well.
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    "Aw yes," the tabby hissed, picking up an incredibly ugly sweater and pulling it on. It looked really odd on him, being a feline and all. The front (which was now on his back) was a very badly stitched reindeer that wasn't all the same colours, and someone had drawn crude dicks over the antlers. It was perfect on so many levels. "Word of the wise - don't snort tinsel," Watemelon called over his shoulder as he wrestled with the sweater.

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    Damn, he finally found the party. "No way am I wearing that guys fugly fur. But... lets get this tacky stuff up and make it look like we came out of Christmas' butt already."




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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px][justify][size=12px][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 450px; margin-top: -10px;][justify][size=11px]The canine glanced towards Etherkit as she yelled an insult at him, and dropped his lights to move towards her. "Need some help there?" he woofed, making sure to use an unfriendly tone. She wasn't exactly being safe, but that wasn't his problem. Messing with her just seemed to be a lot more fun than wrapping a tree up in lights. As Mel appeared and threw on a sweater, saying something about not snorting tinsel, he bit his lip. He could never tell if the guy was drunk or not. And then, there was some guy he didn't know joining in on the joke about using his fur, which was honestly only okay when people he knew did it. His smile shifted into a smirk, and he woofed loudly, "Look whose talking."



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    awe hell yes! Hook me up wit a sweater." Alice practically screamed in excitement. "one with candy canes, if ya got it." and with that Alice began digging through the box looking for a sweater for herself, and secretly for Ruben. "what size are you Ruben, XXL?" she said innocently, looking over at him with a taunting gaze. Payback for insulting her little spawn.
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px][justify][size=12px][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 450px; margin-top: -10px;][justify][size=11px]If Alice was trying to be secretive about finding Ruben a sweater, she was doing a bad job. "It's three-x thank you." he lifted his head indignantly, wearing an insufferable expression on his features. His tail wagged slightly, however, giving away his act. He was thoroughly enjoying this group, and the way everyone teased each other constantly without getting offended. Those people in Phantomclan hadn't liked his sense of humor, which was pretty lame. "Can you call off your minion? I think it might hurt itself." he whispered the last bit, though very loudly so that everyone around could hear.



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    "I'll have you know black is slimming." He looked over the larger animal with a frown. "... just not on you. Yo, Eternal right? What ugly sweaters ya got left?"




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    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=transparent; width: 425px;][justify]★ ★ ★[size=3pt]--[/size] [size=9pt]Insults or jokes. He didn't know not did he care as he walked over as he grabbed some of the decorations starting to hang them up as he flapped his bat wings, the demonic serval would draw a soft breath looking down at all of them but found himself to be smirking for a few seconds only for it to eventually disappear into nothing. Humph.
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    [color=honeydew]Bristling, Etherkit whirled around to face Ruben as he offered his assistance. "No way! I'm a strong and independent woman, I don't need no- aah!" And with that she tumbled down the stool, stockings draping on top of her as she fell to the ground. Luckily unhurt, she rolled out from the grasp of the woolen decorations, relieved the hammer had fallen a little ways away. "I hate yo, Rubutt! That was totally your fault!"


    Before she could pounce on him, though, Crow's question caused her to distractedly look over. "Huh? Are the ugly sweaters really that much of a hit? Well, check the unopened boxes, I'm pretty sure there're more there." She flicked her bushy tail towards the scattered bunches of cardboard boxes, sealed tight with transparent masking tape.


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    "Kid, ugly sweaters are tradition." He snickered, padding forward towards the boxes and digging in deep with a smile. Oh, here was one. Lots of cheesy Christmas trees and everything. Why not, right? The tom grinned as he slipped it over his head and flickered his tail. ".... Nice find!"




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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px][justify][size=12px][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 450px; margin-top: -10px;][justify][size=11px]Ruben stifled a laugh as Etherkit fell, which he honestly could have called. "Why don't you let an adult do it?" he asked, stressing the word adult. That's right, ladies, he's an adult, come and get it.
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