Merry Christmas, Diana

[dresdenforhire]

"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 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.'

[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."

[tothewar]

'Four now, because you're being cheeky.' she counters, crossing her arms.

'Alright. You can open the one I got you as well.'