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WHO: Sort of open. This is for of Themyscira-Zatara Family & friends.
WHERE: Diana and Zee's place and elsewhere.
WHEN: Throughout December.
WARNINGS: Enough of them.
SUMMARY: Cute winter holiday stuff. Please specify in the subject line if your threads are open or closed (and if they are closed, to which people).
FORMAT: Whatever you feel like.

[Come December first, Zatanna's already done a number on the house. Mostly in that she has finally relinquished her death-grip on the spooky Halloween mansion that it had been for Halloween (that had morphed into Thankschilling Day).

By the eighth, she has given up on normalcy and forced snow upon the house itself and the front and backyards; it is natural and cold and wet to the touch. More importantly, it's clean. It doesn't melt much or get sloshy and muddy. The forest she'd created for Halloween remains, though not overgrown. The air is sweet with the smell of pine, but not thickly so. She's cleared it out a little, made it easier to navigate. There is now plenty of room for building snow people and snow forts, in addition to the occasional snowball fight.

The inside of the house no longer (quite as) spooky. The fireplace in the living room seems to permanently be full of logs and remains lit even when no one is home. Halfway through the month, a pine tree also appears, growing through some dimensional wormhole so it remains real without having to cut one down. The dining room has a warm glow from candles and wall sconces and the kitchen seems to always have some wonderful smell wafting from it.

There is a fat orange Persian walking around, dressed as a reindeer. It doesn't seem perturbed by its costume and appears quite content, although trying to curl up and sleep almost anywhere in between desired pettings. Hermes has become more mellowed out since Halloween (and much larger, too) and only wears antlers on his head. Teekl and Gabranth declined to join the festivities.

This holiday season is going to be good. Or, hopefully at least much better than last year's.]

► OPEN: COOKIES FOR ME, COOKIES FOR FREE (ZATANNA).
► CLOSED: VESPER & ZATANNA.
► OPEN: ROASTING MARSHMALLOWS (APRIL).
► OPEN: AWKWARD SOCIALIZATION (GIL).
► OPEN: EXTREME MANLINESS CHALLENGE (JAMES)!!!
► OPEN: S'NO PROBLEM (TEREZI).
► OPEN: CUTE CHRISTMAS SWEATER PART II: ELECTRIC BOOGALOO (MOLLY).
► OPEN: HOW DO I SECRET IDENTITY? LOL (WALLY).
► OPEN: PRETTY MUCH JUST A FUN-HATER (MITCH).
► OPEN: SNEAKY SANTA (HAN).
► OPEN: A LOT LESS OF A FUN-HATER, APPARENTLY (BRADBURY).
► OPEN: THERE'S ALWAYS ROOM FOR PIE (NED).

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[ Gil enters the room and immediately notes how potentially dangerous that is. She could burn her hand if she's not careful with the way the flames burn... and she seems like she could care less?! ]

Um...

Find your own.

[April didn't even glance up at the sound, just assumed whoever it was was out to steal her delicious, hard won (not really) marshmellow goodness.]

Or pay the toll.

Excuse me? [ April: confusing the Englishman upon first meetings. ]

That's not the toll.

[She does finally look up now, waggling the (now on fire) marshmallow in his general direction for a moment before she brings it up to her face and blows the flame out. Mm. Crispy.]

I don't understand what you're talking about... [ He eyes the marshmallow and thinks to himself that doesn't look appetizing. It looks too burnt to him. ]

Dance. That might cover it.

[She takes a bite out of the marshmallow. And, obvious for all who observe her, she finds it delicious.]

If it's funny.

What? [ Okay, now he knows she's messing around. ]

Are you from that town in Footloose or something. Do you know what dancing is.

I know what dancing is... [ He defends.

But he's not going to dance. ] Sorry, I can see I disturbed you. [ He turns around, ready to leave. ]

Hey.

[Seriously, bro. You did not.]

I'm owed, here.

I have no idea what you're talking about...

My time. It's gone now. So. Entertain me.

[She snaps her phone shut with a raised eyebrow.]

It's Christmas. God.

[ Is... she serious? She hasn't laughed or smiled at all. She's so firm about this. What kind of person is she?! ]

I'm sorry but I'm just a guest here.

So. Even more reason. I'm the princess, here.

[The utter seriousness is not going away. This is just a Christmas gift to herself.]

Who are you? [ Zatanna nor Diana didn't mention anyone who might be... unruly?? IS THIS UNRULY? SHE'S SO STRANGE... ]

Jacqueline Christabella Unicornia Raccoonus. The Fifth.

[Poor boy. Z should really post warnings on the door when she invites April places. Or at least leave with her Larsa to protect the innocent. But now it's time for a new marshmallow to be shoved on the stick. Along with a haughty lift of her eyebrow.]

It's the full thing. To whatever you are.