User: confusion_fall (posted by michaelcorner) Date: 2009-12-31 10:43 Subject: A Very Pixie Christmas Security: Public

Michael was pacing about the apartment trying to decide whether everything was ready. By the Christmas tree were two neat stacks of presents ready to be summoned away, one with presents for Iden's family and one with presents for Michael's family. On the hob were several dishes keeping warm until brunch at Iden's mum's house. In the refrigerator were several more dishes keeping cool until dinner at Michael's parents' house.

"Iden, are you ready to go?" Michael called from the kitchen.

User: idenpuffed Date: 2010-01-02 22:16 (UTC) Subject: (no subject)

Oliver smirked. That was rather interesting, but who the hell would need it except Michael, who looked entirely to respectable to have something tattooed onto himself. "Is he going to put that on you, then?"

"I already have," Iden said behind the pile of presents he was bringing in. "Had to travel to China and California to consult with other artists, took about a year of planning before I'd put the first phase on him." Iden set the presents down and sat next to his mum on the couch, gesturing for Michael to join them, which would fill the couch and leave Iden in the middle.

Oliver blinked a few times. He would ask if Michael if he realized that tattoos made people look less professional, but that didn't seem to matter since he was already a pixie (which made people think oddly enough) and the tattoo was work related. He wasn't actually sure what to say.

"Pull in a chair from the kitchen," Moira said to Oliver, who used that as an excuse not to respond. Moira smiled, "I think you won that round, Iden. Now stop fighting."