Christmas Gifts

[kinship]

A Churchie Christmas

Amidst the horrors around them, the one thing the churchies were good at was celebrating the few pieces of good they could find. And what better excuse than Christmas to hold a party? Good food, nice presents, and hopefully no bloodshed by the end of the day.

Ciel and Esther, as the two actually competent members of the Mayfield church, had been in charge of… well, everything. Cain was in charge of making sure that Abel and Charles both turned up on time, but with the promise of food that was hardly a tricky task. It was what came after they all arrived that was much, much harder…

Abel went off to a flying start by asking if Esther would be wearing an adorable santa dress, and advising her that she better wear warm red panties if she did, in case of snowy updrafts. Esther’s fist connected with Abel’s nose, breaking it cleanly, and everything went downhill from there… Cain relentlessly followed Charles around with a seemingly endless supply of paper hats, Ciel tried to convince everyone that was listening that curried turkey was a valid Christmas traditional dish, and Abel began sobbing that there weren’t any chocolates left. Charles made sure to express his disdain for all present, declaring Abel ‘the most pathetic sight he had seen that year’ while sneakily feasting on the box of chocolates he had hidden under the table himself.

Abel ate too much, leaving himself whimpering under the table with stomach ache. Esther lectured Abel on the sin of gluttony and how his miseries were entirely self inflicted, while Ciel subtly trolled the hapless trio by offering to whip up some more festive cakes to add to the occasion. Charles and Cain had begun what was supposed to be a friendly game of Uno, and had ended in ridiculously intense competition which ended in the table literally being flipped (by a certain chiropteran), and the deck of cards being throw to the ground with a dramatic sob (by a certain clone). Only Ciel and Esther could separate them before Charles could make good on his threat to see if Cain’s Christmas dinner would come out whole if he slit him end to end now, while Abel… snored gracefully in a food coma.

In the end, Charles stalked out haughtily right as doing the dishes was mentioned, Esther and Ciel pitched in with a will, and Cain had to physically roll Abel home through the snow.

All in all, a perfect Christmas…