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[amberwaveograin.insanejournal.com]

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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[lefthandofwar.insanejournal.com]

Tyr chuckles.
"I can see that, son. Why don't you go introduce yourself to the other children?"

[the-all-mother.insanejournal.com]

Frigg yawned as she came walking in. "There are too many morning people here," she teased, but God did it feel good to be around children again. She zoned in on Carl. "Ah, there's my little man." And Carl will proceed to be hugged and tickled. "Tell Auntie Frigg you give up!" She demanded playfully. Yes, aunt. She's too young to be a grandmother, thank you very much.

[amberwaveograin.insanejournal.com]

Carl squealed in delight.
"Give up! Give up! Give up, Auntie Frigg!" he shrieked, and then gave her a big hug and kiss. "Merry Christmas."

[the-all-mother.insanejournal.com]

Frigg gave little Carl a hug and a kiss in turn. "Merry Christmas to you too, sweetie."

[amberwaveograin.insanejournal.com]

"Auntie Frigg, presents!" he said pointing.

[the-all-mother.insanejournal.com]

"Okay, okay, Carl," she said chuckling. "C'mon, let's have a look."

[amberwaveograin.insanejournal.com]

"You find yours. I help them," Carl said, pointing at the other boys and girls by the tree.

[the-all-mother.insanejournal.com]

"Okay," Frigg agreed. "Have fun."