Monday Night at Nell's

[mylandmyrules]

There was no gingerbread on the menu tonight. Nell had had enough of that nonsense. Instead she'd made a macaroni and cheese casserole and a smaller veggie casserole. She also had homemade hot chocolate ready to go as well as an assortment of frosted Christmas cookies carefully labeled as to which ones were vegan.

The gas fireplace was on and she spent some time contemplating whether she should get a Christmas tree or not. She'd never actually decorated for Christmas, though she'd enjoyed seeing the decorations around town.

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[sword_chocobro]

Well, if Nell did decide to get a tree and needed help decorating it, Gladio might know someone who could help at least putting the star on top for her.

As it was, though, Gladio was showing up with his usual six pack of interesting sodas from the shelves of T&C, this time a cinnamon roll one that felt Christmas-adjacent enough.

He'd even been good about not trying to eat any buildings today, and not just because he'd hate to spoil his appetite for tonight.

[chef_chocobro]

To help save Liliana from what had turned out to be a rather unexpectedly wretched final exam for Jon's class (no good deed goes unpunished, indeed) and to help save himself the frustration of constantly trying to prevent her from nibbling on the walls, Ignis had smartly utilized Portalocity and his knowledge of her burgeoning love to the season to whisk her away for the afternoon to some quaint European Christkindlmarket to distract her with more holiday cheer and glühwein.

Which also meant that when they came back in time for Nell's, he also came bearing plenty of little handmade gifts, as well as pretzels, roasted nuts, and cookies (no gingerbread, though, specifically) straight from the booths and stalls.

[deathsmajesty]

They were her walls, Ignis, she could nibble on them if she liked.

And also that right there was why she made it a point to not help people out. Because sometimes you did and then suddenly everything was very tiresome.

Still the impromptu trip had sweetened her temper back up, so it was a laughing Liliana who came in on Ignis' arm, hands also full of little presents, still holding her souvenir mug with the last few mouthfuls of glühwein in, just as excited about having been somewhere new and interesting as for the Christkindlmarkt itself.

[unusual_sith]

"Hello?" Lana stuck her head in the door. "I come not bearing gingerbread."