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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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[An army of Klarions, as opposed to a family of... Klarion and others. She was at least expecting a Teekl by now...]

I know! I could be making you sing while you decorate the cookies.

[Look, it's not his fault that everybody in Limbo Town is blue. Looking at the sprinkles, Klarion frowned. He then looked across the table at the icing. Gesturing towards the icing, he levitated the green towards him. This one would be wearing green pants.]

I don't sing.

[Now they're getting somewhere. All that black and white and blue...]

I wasn't going to. That's a punishment, not an enjoyable family activity. [A beat and she looks to the stove.] Do you want some hot chocolate?

Yes please! [Oh yay, hot chocolate. Grinning, he starts to work on another cookie. It isn't obvious at first what this one is: it's using a lot of black and white and generally looks kind of blobby.]

Manners, even! I'm flattered. [She considered making it from here, but instead gets up to do it. Because she doesn't like crap, she heats up some milk instead of water to mix it with. While that's being done, she looks around for where she put the marshmallows because those are Very Important.]

So, this is your first Christmas, huh? [She turns away, back facing him while she asks.] Have you made a wishlist, yet?

No, not really. [Klarion shrugged, continuing to put the finishing touches on the indecipherable black and white cookie.]

I don't see why I should. After all, if I want something then I will get it myself.

[With the allowance that Zatanna gives him...]

So, if Larsa gets a ton of presents and you get none, you won't mind? [Nevermind that she'll get him a ton of junk and there will be nowhere to walk in the living room and she'll be taking a billion pictures, regardless...]

[Might want to work a bit more on those morality lessons, Mama Zatanna.]

What?! Of course I'd mind! That wouldn't be fair.

[She tries, okay? But Christmas is Christmas :(]

No, it wouldn't. Life isn't fair. So should I teach you that lesson by putting nothing for you under the Christmas tree? [She finishes making that hot cocoa and brings two mugs back to the table, setting one before him.] I should, but I won't. There's another lesson in that.

[Klarion sets aside the undecipherable black and white cookie, then starts on another. This one is colored red in a way that makes it look like it's bleeding.]

And that lesson is what, make a Christmas list?

The lesson is that you should listen to me because I have your best interests in mind, even if you don't think I do.

[Klarion laughed, shaking his head.]

I can take care of myself, Zatanna. The only one who has my best interests in mind is me.

But since they're for yourself, it can blind you to the outcome to your actions, or how they affect others.

So? What do I care about how my actions affect others?

Why don't you care, Klarion?

Because I do what's best for me.

That's just an excuse. That doesn't mean you can't care.

I can't make everybody happy-so I focus on myself instead. At least then, I am happy and that's what matters most.

You have a pretty right idea, but the wrong execution of it. You should put yourself first, but you shouldn't avoid caring about others.

[Klarion frowned for a moment, thinking. He usually thought that Zatanna was wrong and idealistic, but her ideas did have a point.]

I see. [he simply said.]

[Zatanna is unaware of these things and probably would fight them, given the chance to defend herself. Especially since she's almost always right.]

I understand you come from a very different place, but. [She gently picks up one of his cookies and looks at it.] But if you only care about yourself, you'll live a very lonely life. I don't want that for you.