The streets of Fandom, Wednesday evening

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So a snow white ferret playing in actual snow drifts was basically a perfect recipe for disaster. But Eliot had to take Val out for her evening walk, and Parker had managed to worm her way out the door with them, so Eliot didn't have much choice in the matter.

At least she wasn't disappearing completely into the snow. He didn't know where she'd found the tiny, ferret-sized ugly Christmas sweater, but since the red and green stripes and the antlered hood made her stand out more against the white backdrop that was Fandom at Christmas time, Eliot wasn't going to complain.

[bleah, is a day. Open post, for anyone still in town!]

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[geniuswithasmartphone]

"Awww, she's wearin' it!" Hardison said, falling into stride alongside Eliot. "Ain't she cute? Let me tell you, it ain't easy findin' ugly sweaters in doll-sizes, yo."

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Eliot raised an eyebrow at Hardison. "I mighta guessed. She seems to like it, though."

Parker flung herself off the top of the next staircase along, looking for a moment like she was trying to be a flying squirrel before she *fwoomp*ed into the snow at the bottom. Val barked, tail wagging like crazy, and chased after her.

[geniuswithasmartphone]

"Of course she does," Hardison said, watching the antics with a fond smile. "It's Christmas. It's a shame she's ferret-shaped for it, you know? She's loves this holiday more'n any of us."

Possibly more than all of them put together.

[vdistinctive]

"God, yeah. She's like a little kid with it." Eliot smiled as he thought about it. "Hell, I think she likes it even more that most little kids do."

[geniuswithasmartphone]

"Too bad she wasn't here on Monday," Hardison said wistfully. "She coulda gotten rid of all that stuff by herself, I bet. Maybe saved you a Santa suit."

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"She's here," Eliot reminded him. "Just, you know. Smaller and even weirder to try to talk to."

Parker leaped up on Val's back and was riding around in circles. Eliot pulled out his phone to snap a picture of it.

"'Course, this gives me more time to finally get her Christmas present."

[geniuswithasmartphone]

"Yeah, but I don't think the ghosts or whatever counted ferrets when they were totin' up how much Christmas cheer was on the island," Hardison pointed out, grinning widely at Eliot taking pictures with his phone. Do you know how hard it was not to make an Instagram joke right now? Did you? "You got any ideas yet? I'mma just make origami bunnies outta various denominations of bills and leave them around the house for her to find."

As for Eliot...maybe the entirety of the Williams-Sonoma catalogue? Cause hell if Hardison knew any of what he had. Except for knives, obviously. You could always trust Eliot to have perfect knives.

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If it helped, Eliot totally wouldn't get that joke anyway.

Eliot kind of viciously hated all of Williams-Sonoma and what they stood for. And already owned most of their products, because he also couldn't resist them at all. thanks gyzm for that headcanon. . . .

"I was thinkin' maybe some sort of totally harmless 'magic for beginners' book or somethin'. Assuming that even exists."

[geniuswithasmartphone]

Totally where I stole that setup from, too!

"Like...magic tricks, right?" Somewhere, GOB was screaming about illusions. "Not, like, real magic or whatever?"

He assumed magic tricks, but on this island...?

"Ain't sayin' she wouldn't love bein' invisible or whatever, but I am sayin' it would be terrible for my nerves."