Hannibal and Jono's house, Christmas

[sharp_as_knives]

Hannibal and Jono had returned from their honeymoon in time for Christmas Eve, but where most people might have taken a few days to relax, Hannibal was taking the opportunity to cook.

Sparkle had been invited, along with their collective students, and they'd asked that word be passed to anyone who might still be on the island and needing or wanting to spend the holiday with others.

There were eggnog, coffee, lamb, quail, copious roasted vegetables, and desserts in the oven. The fireplaces were lit, and the smells of pine, spices, and roasting meats were everywhere.

Christmas was ready!


[OOC: EVERYONE IS INVITED! If you're around, feel free to drop in. SP is the name of the game, I expect.]

Comments

[2_old_for_this]

Peter gave a somewhat sheepish shrug. "Well, you're not a regular human."

[furnaceface]

//Nah,// Jono agreed. //I am a mutant. Actual word we use back home and everything. But I can tell you with some certainty I don't have any spare mouths hidden out of sight.//

So there was little point in speculating.

[2_old_for_this]

...what did you say to that?

"Um. Okay. So, we can not eat together, then?"

[furnaceface]

//Works for me, mate,// Jono replied, vaguely amused. //We can sit on the not-eating corner of the room while Hannibal and Sparkle have their fill.//

[2_old_for_this]

"It seems a shame we're missing out on all this food. It looks great. But..." He shrugged.

"What do not-eating folks do on Christmas around here, then? Carols, storytelling, listen to the radio, watch TV...?"

[furnaceface]

//... That's actually an excellent question,// Jono admitted. //I'm not much for carols, either. But I suppose I could scrape together a story or two, if we wanted to actually do something.//

[2_old_for_this]

"Ghost stories used to be traditional," Peter offered.

[furnaceface]

//I... might know a few ghost stories,// Jono hedged. //Most of them are more strange than frightening, though.//

[2_old_for_this]

Peter snorted. "I can do without frightening anyway. It's that or charades. Or I guess we've got four for Bridge."

Hey, his pop culture spanned a lot of centuries!

[furnaceface]

It was an impressive sampling, at that!

//I'm shite at Bridge and even worse at charades,// Jono shared, shaking his head. //Or, rather, it'd be hard to resist the urge to point out that since I don't speak aloud, telling people my answer absolutely isn't cheating.//

And he'd dare anybody to prove he was speaking one-on-one to his partner, at that.

[2_old_for_this]

Peter laughed. "And illusions and shapeshifting totally aren't talking aloud either." He thought about it. "A lot of games must be more interesting around here."