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Characters: Sif, open to everyone
Date/Time: Early morning, Tuesday December 25, 2012
Location: La Maison Jeu Ancien
Rating: TBD
Warnings: TBD
Summary: It's Christmas morning! Let the traditions begin!

Even being immortal didn't keep Sif from getting up early. She quickly whipped up a batch of pastries and then, dressed in a long white gown with a red sash, a wreath lit with candles upon her golden hair, she began to deliver them.

Every room that was occupied, starting with her own family, was soon entered by Sif, carrying a breakfast tray. She sang softly as she put them on the nightstands and wished everyone a cheerful "Merry Christmas!"

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"Pretty box!" chirped another voice, and a pair of blue eyes peeked from around the tree.

A faint rattling could be heard as well, and the little face by the tree turned to look at something else.
"Antny! No! No shake box!" the little girl scolded.

Cian hurried over beside the little girl so he could see who she was talking to. And then all Lilith could see was his firm shake of the head and raising his hand in a "stop" motion. "You break it," he said in a gently warning tone.

Lilith just stood back for a moment, happy to let the children interact.

"Won't break!" another child's voice protested, "Makes noise." And he again shook the little package marked with the name "Alexander."

Ivy, the little girl frowned.
"Is yours?"

Anthony just shrugged.

"Not yours should put it down. Shake yours." Cian said reasonably. He then smiled at the pretty girl next to him in a rather charming way for a four day old.

"I see the little ones have found the presents," Aphrodite said, gliding in while still wearing a long velvet robe over her nightclothes, a cup of coffee in her hands.

"Are all these for us?"

Lilith nodded with a smile. "It seems so. Perhaps this is a little apology for taking us away from home for the holidays."

Ivy smiled sweetly back at Cian.
"Mama? Who gets boxes?" she asked, though she cast a worried glance at the arguing Cyrus twins.

Cian's cheeks turned a rather nice shade of pink at Ivy's smile. "Merry Chrithmas, Ivy."

Lilith glanced at Aphrodite. "Perhaps we should pass out the presents?"

"Perhaps. Though it would be nice to have everyone here for presents, don't you think?" Aphrodite mused.

"Merry Christmas," Ivy said, and then giggled. "Look." She pointed at the doorway.

"You think we should go knock on doors and let everyone know?" Lilith took in the amount and scale of some of the presents. Not everything here was meant for the children. "At least gather all the children in here first?"

Cian looked to where Ivy pointed and smiled a big white smile that looked just like his dad's. He took Ivy's hand and gently lead her toward the hanging mistletoe."C'mon."

"I think Sif has most everyone awake by now. I'm sure we can call people down for presents," Aphrodite said, nodding, and then gave a knowing smile and pointed to Cian and Ivy.

Ivy held the little boy's hand and followed him under the mistletoe. She gave Cian a bright smile and smacked a big kiss on his cheek.

Cian beamed at Ivy, touching his cheek with his free hand. Them he raised her hand up, bending over it and kissed her knuckles.

Lilith grinned watching her son under the mistletoe with Ivy. "Such a little gentleman. My boy learns quick."

Meri looks over the other kids once her dad brings her down.

Further viewing shows it's still the case -- all the other kids have left eyelids that look the same as their right eyelid.

That mustn't register on an emotional level. Ignore it and move on. On to the piles of presents, and finding the one with an M on it, since she'd managed to figure out in teh past few days that M was for Meri.

"Good he learns it young," Aphrodite said with an approving nod.

Ivy giggled when Cian kissed her hand, and she wandered back over to the present.
"Meri. Meri, wait for everybody. Then we play, OK?" she suggested cheerfully.

Meri is thoughtful for a minute, deciding whether that's a reasonable plan. "...OK." But they'd better not take too long.

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"Presents!" Came a young voice too melodic to be described as a shriek, no matter the pitch. Laurel rushed around the adults and ran up to the tree and all its present-y glory. "One's mine?"

"Me first!" shouted another voice, as the little blond boy raced past to join his sister.

"No!" Laurel give her brother a light shove, pouting at him. "Was here first, Juwian!"

Julian shoved her back.
"Was not! I'm older!"

He didn't shove her that hard, but she went down on her butt anyway. She didn't scream. Oh no, Laurel was a much better manipulator than that. Her lower lip quivered and her eyes filled up with tears, which she let fall silently, with only the faintest of whimpering.

At this, Anthony sighed and walked over to the other set of twins.
"Quiet," was all he said, and made a soothing gesture with his fingers.

She felt abruptly calmer and looked up at Anthony. She climbed to her feet and then...launched herself at him, throwing her arms around his neck. "Merry Christmas, Tony."

Anthony awkwardly patted her on the back, and the grunted as he was suddenly squished in between both Cyrus twins. Julian was hugging him with equal fervor, echoing his sister's words: "Merry Christmas, Tony!"

Anthony squirmed a little, and finally muttered, "Merry Christmas."

Laurel glared at her twin over Anthony's shoulder, with about as much fire as a lit match. It would last about as long too. But he was always trying to take her stuff! She noticed Ivy and Cian under the mistletoe and as soon as the space was even partially vacant, she instantly stepped back so she could seize Anthony by the hand, and drug him purposefully under the mistletoe. She gave him no time to dispute her actions and planted a kiss in his lips. (Because that's where you were supposed to kiss.)