http://laertes.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] laertes.livejournal.com) wrote in [personal profile] shimmerandsing 2007-12-16 03:31 am (UTC)

"Would have sent your husband to track us down and drag us back, huh?" Dakota asked as he leaned back in the chair. He eyed the plate of cookies and snagged one of the sugar cookies. He disliked gingerbread.

"So, with all these baked goods, are you trying to make my kids hyper for the entire time we're here?" he joked before taking a bit of cookie. Num.

Gloria Jean lifted her end and started walking backwards toward the stairs. "We probably could, but we'd have to carry the bag over there."

Instead of going up the steps. It was a long route to the girl's mind, so going up the stairs would be better. If not a little more work. She started going up the stairs backwards as she thought about her answer.

"I don't know. I've got a lot of stuff before presents. We usually didn't get much back at our old home. Daddy always sent stuff if he didn't get to be with us. Maybe something sparkly?" She shrugged. Or as much as her arms would let her when carrying a heavy bag. She had never had a big Christmas experience before last year. She didn't know exactly how to go about it. Christmas wasn't too big back on the res.

She glanced over her shoulder to see her two brothers chuckling to each other and making their way up to the third floor to drop of Dakota and Rogue's luggage. She got an idea. "Older brother repellent."

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