i want a hippopotamus for christmas / christmas party au

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    [ yeah so if you don't know what's going on here, basically ivy put together a christmas party wiTH SWEATERS and invited everyone in the neighbourhood, aka windclan. ]

    [ & ivy's faceclaim, jin + his sweater + his name is ivan but everyone calls him ivy thanks amy ]


    he might've procrastinated just a little too much in preparation for this party, he'd put off making all of the food and the decorating, he had to scramble around getting everything ready as cookies were baking in the oven. people were bound to start arriving at any second, he needed to get his act together, honestly. throwing up some garland around the house, stringing up the lights and making sure they were all on, straightening the wreath at the front of the house, and putting up a few stockings- just for the effect.


    at least he'd finished the decorating. the food was basically just all going to be desserts and stuff, this was just a little party for everyone to eat unhealthy christmas food and socialize with each other. he'd gotten a few batches of cookies out and had set them up on the buffet table he'd brought out, adding a huge bowl of various candy canes next to the tray. you know, just in case someone wasn't up for cookies. he was planning on making some cupcakes, too, but maybe that'd have to wait a little: he needed to wait until all of the cookies were done baking and set out before he could get those cupcakes ready.


    just as he started decorating the final batch of cookies, the doorbell rang, signalling that the first person had arrived. crap, ivy thought, brow furrowing for a second as he pulled himself away from his work, hurrying to the front door and wiping any stray crumbs or ingredients from the front of his sweater before opening the front door, giving the person there a wide grin. "hi!" he chirped, stepping back so they could step inside. "ah- welcome! there's food and drinks over in the kitchen. i'm still in the middle of finishing up a last batch; i kind of lost track of time," he admitted, shaking his head with a small smile of amusement.

    Carrie nervously stepped into the welcoming man's home. She looked up at him innocently with her bright green eyes as she fiddled with her red festive jumper with jingle bells. She had arrived ahead of her mother and siblings, for she worried that her neighbor needed help setting up and she hoped she could offer a hand. Innocently looking up at the handsome man (one could even say Worldwide handsome) the tall girl had almost forgotten about the gift she had brought him to say thanks. Reaching for a hand woven basket she excitedly pushed it to Ivan as she squeaked, "I brought this for you! It's got some Christmas cookies and fudge... I thought I'd come early to help!." Her tone was pitchy but her intent was pure and real. Hopefully, he wouldn't mind spending time with the young teenager, although everyone still kept referring to her as a child.


    // lil busy, will put a face claim and jumper soon



    // faceclaim ; engel - 22 years old, just graduated college to be in the police force/detective ; by nighttime is the Angel of Death - serial killer of pedophiles and abusers


    Engel was not early, but was not late either. He was right on time, not a minute more or less. Yet it seemed like Ivy was late himself, still putting the finishing touches on things. It was suprising as when he walked in it seemed he was the first one - usually there were people to arrive early to places. He guessed this neighborhood christmas party was not one of those things. "Hello Ivy, it's looking good so far." The handsome man said, looking around. He was never one for festivities and was in his usual leather jacket, yet he did have on a sweater Stefan had a while ago that was red with a small green felted smiling Christmas tree on it. That should be spirited enough, in his eyes.




    ˜”*°•EAGLESPIRIT•°*”˜

    SENIOR WARRIOR

    20 MOONS

    WINDCLAN

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    As the wind whipped around outside, knee high brown leather boots would click on the sidewalk as the 22 year old walked towards Ivans house. Long, flowy gray hair would Bellow behind her as she tried to hurry and she cursed herself for wearing only black leggings as pants today. Her light tan jacket would keep her upper half warm at least and the red and black plaid scarf tied snuggly around her neck and face seemed to help keep the cold at Bay. Beneath her jacket would be a Christmas sweater her best friend {Yarrowpaw AU) had given her as a joke, that said "Single and ready to Jingle". As Marisol reached the steps to the house, a smile would light up her green eyes and pale face as she spotted Carrie and Engel arriving as well, "Hey guys! Glad I'm not the only one on time!" She would walk inside behind them and move to greet Ivan with one of her famous warm hugs, "Thanks so much for inviting me, Ivan! Is there anything I can help with? I brought you a little something." She would hand him a present, inside would be a beautiful glass vase with Christmas decal on it. "hey Engel! Hey Carrie!"


    Face claim!


    Sweater claim!



    "This man will not make an orphan of my daughter!"