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"Hell's Bells, coal a gain," I said, making a face as I peaked into my stocking. We aren't supposed to be opening stockings yet because one of us was still technically in bed and possibly asleep but I couldn't help it. I had to know.

Coal again. You'd think after a few years the big guy would give me a break but apparently that wasn't the case. I guess when you lived for several centuries a grudge of a few years wasn't much. Maybe eventually it wouldn't be much to me either but right now it sucks.

"Fat. Jolly. Petty. Stupid-face," I grumbled, which probably didn't help me get off the naughty list. I don't even know what I'd want Santa to get me but it's definitely not coal. I should start putting them in pressure and eventually I'll have diamonds. That'll show Santa. Or maybe living well is the best revenge? There was a goddess laying in my bed that loved me like crazy. Still... "Next year I'm warding the stocking..."

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tothewar

Diana wasn't a late sleeper, but more than that she had noticed his absence so eventually she gets up, pulls on an old shirt and walks out of the bedroom still rubbing her eyes.

'I don't think there's a rule that he has to leave gifts in your stocking.' because of course, she had heard all of it. A house wasn't large enough to diminish her hearing if anything it echoed things louder for her. 'Though if we wake in a whole pile of coal I'll understand why.'

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dresdenforhire

"A whole pile of coal I could find a use for," I said, still in somewhat of a grumpy mood because of the coal. Well, maybe a good portion of it was put on because it was fun to be mock outraged and Diana always knew just how much of it to let me get away with, alternately feeding my delusions as well as giving me crap for them. She was perfect.

"He's just still upset because we fought and I won and he can't get over it. That's all. You don't see me getting petty revenge on everyone who has ever beat me in a fight, do you?" I asked. Granted, that was mostly because if I got in a fight it was life or death but the point stood that I had been gracious in victory.

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tothewar

'I don't see many people fighting Santa Claus.' and she honestly never thought this would be a conversation she had in her life, and yet here they were.

'Do you want breakfast, or are you going to stand there and be angry at your stocking all morning?'

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dresdenforhire

"Oh, so you're saying because I get in a lot of fights it's not the same as when I pick a fight with Santa?" I asked, turning around to move in behind her, arms wrapped around her waist as I pulled her close.

"Or are you defending him because you're both part of the 'brings joy and happiness to those all over the world' club? It can tell, it's a conspiracy," I told her, kissing her ear before my fingers began to move along her side, tickling her for just a moment before she put me in some sort of judo-throw-lock-thing. Worth it though.

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tothewar

No judo, but she does stop his hand with alarming speed.

'I'm saying people who care about their Christmas stocking probably don't usually try to fight the old man... but I suppose it could be a wild conspiracy.' she lets herself lean back against him.

'Do you want breakfast, Harry?' she repeats.

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dresdenforhire

"Well when you say it all reasonable like that and while not ranting it all makes perfect sense," I said, leaning down to kiss the top of her head as my arms settled on just holding her. I guess I can't get too upset about any gifts I did or didn't get from Santa Claus. I'm pretty sure that I used up all my good karma being with Diana.

"And breakfast sounds fantastic. After we open... 5 presents?"

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tothewar

Diana rolls her eyes a little, shaking her head.

'Go on, then,' she didn't have the heart to quite say no, though she did stare towards the kitchen for several more moments.

'Since you were so disappointed with your coal. But then we are having breakfast.'

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dresdenforhire

"Of course we're having breakfast. After we open 6 presents," I said, as if one of the most intelligent and wisest women to ever live might not notice that I slipped an extra present in there before breakfast. "I want you to see what I got you before we eat though. So I promise after you open that then we can eat."