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[open] that other ho ho ho job

Who: Alec Hardison, Sophie Devereaux, and OPEN
When: this morning
Where: Starting in the Leverage Tower and all over the castle
What: Santa and Mrs. Claus are coming to town...
Rating: G-PG

[They may have been put off schedule a bit by castle shenanigans, but Sophie and Hardison haven't forgotten those Santa letters. They have bought the gifts and wrapped them, and even though Christmas is over, it's time to hand them out...]

Hardison: [looks at the wrapped presents] Damn castle gettin' in the way of our plan... [a sigh] We don't even have a Santa.

Sophie: What do you mean we don't have a Santa?

Hardison: We never got to hold auditions.

Sophie: So?

Hardison: So we don't have a Santa.

Sophie: Hardison. Just because we didn't have auditions, doesn't mean we can't have a Santa.

Hardison: Who's gonna be Santa? And don't say Eliot, we already went over that.

Sophie: [moves closer, and places her hands on his shoulders before giving him a look]

Hardison: [raises a brow] What? ....me?

Sophie: Do you see anyone else stepping up to the plate?

Hardison: [a slow smile] Well...I do know what we got for everyone.

Sophie: [smiles back] And it was your idea in the first place.

Hardison: ...so I'll be Santa. [a laugh] I'll be the best Santa this place has seen!

Sophie: That's the spirit!

Hardison: Time to suit up!

Sophie: [smiles and goes to get changed herself]

Hardison: [quietly to himself, with a grin] Ho ho ho.

[and before long, Santa and Mrs. Claus are roaming the castle grounds...]

{ooc: Feel free to tag in! They'll be going to knock on doors of the kids that wrote letters, so catch them around the castle and such. And if yours wrote a letter...well, someone's knocking on their door. If they didn't write a letter...there might be something in Santa's sack for them anyway...}

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By some miraculous turn of events, Edward is actually in her room on this fine morning!

It takes her a minute to register that someone's knocking. And another to realize that they're knocking on her door. She sits bolt upright where she was sleeping on the floor "A visitor for Edward?" Racing over, she throws open the door, eyes as big as saucers.

"Santa?"

Santa couldn't help but grin at that. He waved and peered down at Edward.

"Merry Christmas, Edward! I'm sorry I'm so late, but...well, time got away from me. I was playin' a new game that Mrs. Claus gave me."

Edward grins, hopping up and down excitedly. "Santa, Saantaaaa!" Then a thought occurs to her and she stops, a confused look on her face. "But... it's not Christmas."

He nodded. "Yeah, I know. Everyone was sleepin' pretty hard here, I didn't wanna disturb." He knelt down and started to go through his bag.

"Don't want your gift?"

"Edward gets a gift! Yaaaaaaaaay!" She cheered and hopped up and down, clapping.

"Edward never got a gift from Santa before!"

He laughed. "Well, you were good weren't ya? And you wrote to me. Figure I gotta come through on my end."

And he lifted out a small bouquet of tigerlillies (http://unity-farmington.org/wp-content/uploads/2010/03/tiger-lillies.jpg) and held it out to her.

Her eyes get as big as dinner plates as she reaches out to take those beautiful flowers. She'd never seen anything like those outside of the internet.

"Thank you!"

Hardison was bursting with warm fuzzies in his heart at the look on the young girl. He nodded, as his voice went gentle.

"You're welcome." Then Mrs. Claus elbowed him and he remembered something. "Oh! Well....Mrs. Claus thought you should have somethin' that will last a little longer, too, so she picked this one out."

He lifted a small wrapped box from his bag and held it out to Edward as well. Inside the box was a necklace (http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2072/2398711082_8939e4856c.jpg).

It didn't seem possible, but Ed's eyes get even bigger as she takes the box. Setting the flowers aside, she rips the wrapping paper to shreds and opens the box, staring for a second before taking out the necklace.

"Edward's never had anything like this before."

He beamed. "Well...now you do. Just promise you'll take good care of it, okay?"

She nodded, still staring at it. "Edward will!" Turning it over in her hands, she undid the clasp and started to put it on.

He reached out to help her, taking the clasp from her fingers.

She let him take it, leaning over so he could clasp it behind her neck. When she stood up again she quickly wished up a mirror and looked at herself, wide eyed. "It's pretty!"

"Glad you like it. Now...you be good, okay? I gotta take these presents to other kids, then Ms. Claus and I have some egg nog to get back to."

Edward nods with a smile, "Okay! Edward will be good! Merry Merry Christmas, Santa!"

And with a wave, Santa turns and continues on.

From the other side of the door they can hear the grumbles of an 11 year old woken up from an amazing dream. When Gos opens the door, her hair's sticking up all over the place and she glares out at whoever disturbed her slumber.

"Whaaa-aaaat?"

"Ho ho ho! Merry Christmas, Gosalyn!"

Gos eyes Santa suspiciously, looking him up and down. "You're Santa?"

Hardison-Santa just raised a brow and gave her a look. If you could see the brow under all that costume. "Don't I look like Santa?"

Still skeptical, she paced around him, taking in every detail. "Hmmm. You got the clothes right."

After a minute of examination, she shrugged, "Well, the Santa I grew up with's a duck. I guess that's too much to ask for here."

He shrugged as well. "I change my look depending on what dimension or time I'm in. Always gotta look the part, right?"

"Hmmm. That makes sense." She smiled. "Sorry I didn't believe in you."

"Hey, it's okay. It's natural to doubt."

He knelt down and dropped his bag on the floor, starting to peer through it. "I think I've got somethin' in here for you."

Gos leaned forward, trying to catch a peek into that bag. "Yeah? Wait. This isn't gonna be like last year when I asked for a motorcycle and got underwear, is it?"

"No, no underwear. I promise," Santa said with a nod.

He pulled out a wrapped gift that was shaped oddly enough...like a hockey stick. He handed that over and pulled out a box next, which she would soon find contained a pair of roller skates.

Her eyes got wide as she took that hockey stick. Not wasting a single moment, she shreds the paper, bits of it flying everywhere. "COOL! It's exactly what I wanted!"

Setting that to one side, she grabbed the box and tore that open, too, snatching out the skates. "Thanks!! I think this is the first time Santa's given me what I asked for!"

He laughed. "You're welcome. Just....stay good, okay? And maybe next year you'll get Mutant Slime Creatures from Mars and The Chainsaw Wielding Zombie Apocalypse."

Santa knows his shit.

"Really? You mean it?" She grinned up at him for a moment before her face turned more serious. "I'll try, but I can't make any guarantees. Crime fighting's risky business after all."

His brow went up. "You a crime fighter, too?" A slow grin spread on his lips and he held his fist out. "Bump it, man."

God grinned, bumping her fist against his, "Yeah! I save Darkwing Duck's tail feathers all the time!"

He laughed. "Be he's glad to have you around."

Gosalyn grinned at him, "he better be!"

Edited 2011-02-13 23:19 (UTC)

"Be seein' you next year?" His way to ask if she plans on being good for another year, of course.

"I'll try, but I make no guarantees." She smirks, hugging her skates close.

"That's all I can ask for," he laughed. Then he gave a wave and headed off down the hall.

It's either the beginning of their efforts or the end of the run, but either way, Eliot has been in the kitchen doing prep for fondue. Don't mind the surplus amounts of everything, he's learning to eyeball things, but it usually has to get to the point of too much before he notices that it is indeed too much.

Parker's bunny is on the floor, moving about picking up the stray bits of carrots that Eliot has been "conveniently" dropping, so watch your footsteps.

Sophie wanders in after everything is over, adjusting the Mrs. Claus at on her head, and aiming for one of the stools on the other side of the counter. She stops when she sees the fondue, however, and she can't help but raise an eyebrow.

"That's a lot of cheese."

Hardison waltzes in behind Sophie with a big grin on his face. He's so pleased with himself, and can't get over how happy all the kids had looked. He can't help but laugh a bit to himself. "Ha ha, Santa Claus is comin' to-" He stops at the sight of the cheese too. "Is Mickey Mouse comin' to dinner?"

Eliot glances up, "I stopped slicing, okay?"

Shaking his head, he moves to pour more of it into the pot to melt down, "It'll keep anyway, plus Parker likes melted foods."

Sophie gave him a teasing smile, before moving to reach for Hardison's bag. "There are some candy canes left, if you want them."

Hardison hands the bag over to Sophie. "But we were wiped clean of all the toys."

Shaking his head, he glances to them, "I'm good on the candy canes. I'm glad you had had a good time, though. Kids seem surprised?"

"Yeah, they did. They seemed to really love it."

"There are some cool kids around here," Hardison nods. "Gonna hafta remember to do somethin' for them again."

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Awww!!

had to!

<3<3

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