The Gig, Sunday

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As much as her understanding of the point of Christmas was... vague at best, Firekeeper was all for any holiday that involved celebratory dancing. So she might have been rather impatient with her duties at the Gig today, a fact which both the horses and Blind Seer made sure to tease her about.

Holiday Grove, Early Sunday Evening

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The plan had involved Jake, and Bo, and a night of dancing and drinks and the sort of things that might follow dancing and drinks if you were, well. Jake and Bo.

Unfortunately for them, the plan kind of got off track when they'd ducked into that one store that sold holiday stuff due to a last-minute decorating emergency. And no, the problem hadn't been excessive crowds of holiday shoppers, but rather one confused gremlin who'd been separated from his bretheren due to a rather bossy little penguin herding him here. Confused, cranky (as if gremlins ever really weren't), and chompy. Which meant, well...

"YOU!" Saint Nicholas thundered from where he slouched on his throne, currently located near the checkout aisles of the Holiday Grove. "Bring me more eggnog!"

[ooc: oh god. so, so open.]