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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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Hey! [She calls before approaching him, just in case something unforeseen may occur. She's wearing a fitted cream-colored peacoat, accompanied by a festive green scarf and a pair of matching cream earmuffs.

She raises one of her leather-clad hands in greeting as she makes her way through the snow to him. Her nose and cheeks are already turning a dusky, rosy shade of pink, but she still beams when she stops before him. Her breath is a little heavy, though it wasn't much of a workout. She's just getting used to the cold.] I'd say that's about enough, wouldn't you? [It becomes apparent that in her second hand is a thermos, filled with still hot coffee. Strong and freshly made. She holds it out toward him.]

[He finishes off a hefty swing and slice as she calls out, before hefting the axe onto his shoulder and peering over curiously. Naturally he knows the voice a mile off, but he never quite knows what's in store when Zee is around... :|

But he spots coffee so he's soon smiling, huffing out a grateful sigh as he approaches a few steps and chest heaving from all that totally manly exertion, reaching out for the thermos.]

I hope there's alcohol in this, darling.

[What a ruggedly handsome macho man! Why, she should be swooning right now!! But she isn't. She does look happier than usual, at the very least, so that's something.]

I'm offended that you think I wouldn't slip a little something in there.

That's my girl. [He's so proud of you bb. But he actually really could do with that extra tot of alcohol to warm him up. Only drink better than alcohol is alcohol and caffeine.]

Hn, I like all this. [Decided as he glances around their own personal little winter wonderland.]

[He's been outside for a while, but he seemed to be so focused that she didn't want to bother him. Zatanna figured he was working off some frustration and stress or maybe just trying to avoid running into the kids for a little while...]

Hm? The drink or getting to chop something up with an axe? [She knows what he means -- or, she hopes that she does.]

The axe helps. [Like he can deny that.

He appreciates the space he's been given, but he's also glad for the company now. As much as he doesn't mind being inside the house with the rest of them, sometimes James just needs some alone time to clear his head by way of killing or destroying stuff really well.]

You can keep it, if you'd like.

[She inches a bit closer and pockets her hands to help keep them toasty (with any luck).] So, I was thinking... [She trails off with a hopeful little smile. Honestly, Zee and thinking and bringing up that she was thinking? Probably trouble. Especially if she's tilting her head all cute-like when she reveals it.]

[The coffee gets a sip, although he's soon lowering that and the axes as those dreaded few words emerge. Thinking. Great. This is either going to be awful or... awful.]

Hmm? [It's about all he can muster up, mildly suspicious as he side-eyes get, making sure to put the axe down and away from himself, just in case.]

We should go somewhere. [See? Not so bad. Maybe you should apologize for being a jerkwad, huh?] After Christmas. I was thinking somewhere warm, unless you'd like to stick with snow? I haven't been skiing in ages.

Oh.

[Well that wasn't even nearly as bad as he thought it would be. In fact, he totally approves of the idea.] I'd like that. Don't mind which. Could go for either this year.

Oh?

We could do both, then. [They're rich and have a lot of free time on their hands. Heck, they could do one for two days and the other for two days. It's not a waste for them.] Maybe the day after? Or we could go for New Year's?

Might be rather nice. Go for a bit of snow, warm up with a but of sun and sand after it all. If we leave just after Christmas, we can stay up until the new year...

[Oh, look, he's talkative. The first sign he's excited about the idea of something.]

[Their first real couple's vacation. The last time had been, what? Him tagging along when she went to Turkey? Or Disneyland when they were both pretty depressed? They'd gone that one time, too, but that was more to avoid Arthur. Too bad. She should've let him do more than massage her, heh...]

Alright, I'm in. Are we talking Swiss Alps or cabin in the woods, anyway?

Mm, can't it be both. I rather like the idea of an open fire, tucked away in a log cabin with bear rugs and a hot pool. [At least he knows what he wants in life.]

It could be. Although no real bear skin rugs. That's just gross. [She briefly wonders if Ned's powers would affect a bearskin rug...]

What if they're humanely killed and used for meat as well? [Or polar bear skin rugs like the one he'll be getting by the end of the year...]

It's not humane because we have no need for either of them.

Fine. You're not going to be worried about all the poor trees cut down to make the log cabin, are you? Shall I stop splitting wood in front of your eyes?

[Zatanna kicks him.]

Ow.

[Monotone.]

Stop being a difficult jerk.

Alright. No bear skin rugs. Anything else, darling?

I'd think you'd be more agreeable by now. [Although what she really means is "lately," and "because you're skating on thin ice," and other things very similar to that.]

I am being agreeable! [So indignant at the mere suggestion that he's not.]

...forget it. [She just wants to have a good time. Why is that so hard :(]