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Logan returned from Wonka's Candy Shop just as the Christmas tree was delivered. Logan directed them to set it up in the living room.

He flopped down on the couch and turned on the TV to watch Scrooged while waiting for the decorations to be delivered.



[Open to house residents and friends. The professional decorators aren't going to show, so we'll have to improvise. And there's candy!]

Date: 2005-12-04 11:19 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] auroryborealis.livejournal.com
Rory rolled her eyes. "Why are you floating?"

She waved to the others. "Anything wrong with you guys?"

Date: 2005-12-04 11:20 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com
Elizabeth waved back at Rory. "I'm fine," she said. She looked around the room. "Apparently you and me are the only ones though!"

Date: 2005-12-04 11:25 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] auroryborealis.livejournal.com
Rory arched her brows. "Ah. Do you know what happened?"

Date: 2005-12-04 11:27 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com
"Not a clue," Elizabeth confessed. "Parker suggested maybe it had something to do with the magic going on?" She shrugged her shoulders helplessly. "Your guess is as good as mine."

Date: 2005-12-04 11:30 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com
"Logan's floating, I'm floating and sparkling, Angela's sparkling, and Barbossa can't stop singing," Parker says, catalogging the effects, then swats at one of the little lights. It stays on. "I feel like the Christmas Tree Fairy."

Date: 2005-12-04 11:33 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com
"Do you think we should get you guys to the clinic?" Elizabeth asked, looking worried. How to get Logan and Parker to the clinic would be another matter entirely, of course.

Date: 2005-12-04 11:36 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] likeguidelines.livejournal.com
Barbossa would normally be all over a comment like that.

As it was, he was singing verses of a song he didn't even really know, and "A day or two ago, I thought I'd take a ride" sung by a guy with a numbed mouth didn't really convey the delight he was taking in the rest of the groups' effects.

His eyes were back to their normal wicked sparkle, though.

Date: 2005-12-04 11:41 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com
Parker grimaced. "I'm not trying to walk through town like this. We've got a witch here, even though she's concentrating on more important stuff. Maybe she'll know how to turn it off." She shook her head at Rory and Logan. "Hey. At least I can reach for putting up stupid garlands and tinsel." She makes a face at Barbossa. "And look, impromptu caroling. Could it get more festive?"

Date: 2005-12-04 11:49 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] auroryborealis.livejournal.com
Rory shook her head. "What garlands and tinsel? We don't actually have decorations, do we?"

Date: 2005-12-05 12:04 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com
"I suppose we could make some, while we wait," Parker said doubtfully. "Although, I haven't done that since grade school. Cut-out snowflakes and popcorn strings."

Date: 2005-12-05 12:04 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com
"Okay, Christmas decorating without decorations could be interesting..."

Date: 2005-12-05 12:05 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] likeguidelines.livejournal.com
Barbossa sucked on his candy cane for a while, then tromped upstairs.

He returned with a load of pine branches that could in no way be put together to make an evergreen tree costume.

He dropped them on the floor with a questioning look on his face.

Date: 2005-12-04 11:22 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] likeguidelines.livejournal.com
Barbossa waved from the chair he was sitting in, popping the candy cane from his mouth.

"Jingle Bellsh, Jingle Bellsh, Jingle all the waysh," he sang.

If possible, he looked even more confused than he had before.

And now his mouth was numb.

Bugger, bugger, bugger.

Date: 2005-12-04 11:24 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com
Parker grinned suddenly. "Ohhhhh. You can't *help* it. Well, now I feel less weird. Heh."

Another couple lights appeared, and she scowled at them.

Date: 2005-12-05 12:12 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] chasingangela
"I'm getting more, too," Angela said.

She twirled, looking down over her shoulder to see the cluster of lights arould her waist. "It's actually kind of cool. I just hope it wears off fast."

Date: 2005-12-05 12:14 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com
"I feel like a lawn ornament." Parker smirks. "Maybe we should go on the roof and direct air traffic."

Date: 2005-12-05 12:18 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] chasingangela
"Or we could just stand on the lawn and wave at traffic. People will think we're lawn decor, and we're way cuter than the inflatable Sants."

Date: 2005-12-05 12:23 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com
Chortling, Parker nodded. The lights twinkled. "Direct Santa to the Echolls house? He might not find it, otherwise. Heh."

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