Riddle 013: Spreading That Christmas Cheer [Action]

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[Christmas Time is coming! Today, you'll probably find Edward in one of three locations.

A. At the Christmas Village, dressed in his little "Helper Elf" costume and freezing furiously. He does not look at all happy to be there.

B. Wandering through the town, dressed in a warm, green pea-coat, a jade scarf wrapped around his neck, just admiring the winter scenery.

C. Back at home, meticulously setting something up on the dining room table. Once he's finished, he'll call upstairs.]

Slugger? Susan? I'd like it if you could come to the dining room, please. ...Susan, you're free to call upon your Grandfather, too, if you like.

Comments

[puzzlerprince.livejournal.com]

How thoughtful of you.

[deaths-heritor.livejournal.com]

It's free fabric, anyway. I could use the cloth for some stitching.

[puzzlerprince.livejournal.com]

I was thinking I'd burn it, once this holiday's finished with.

[deaths-heritor.livejournal.com]

If that's what you'd find therapeutic. Personally, the hat isn't very flattering. I'd burn it first.

[puzzlerprince.livejournal.com]

Great minds think alike.

[deaths-heritor.livejournal.com]

I'd consider burning the person who made the hat, too, but I imagine you could get in a spot of trouble for that.

[puzzlerprince.livejournal.com]

Naturally.

[deaths-heritor.livejournal.com]

Well.

You enjoy yourself and cultivate some of that Hogswatch spirit now. I'm going to see what the Hogfather looks like without tusks.

[puzzlerprince.livejournal.com]

[The thought of Santa Claus with tusks is just... Weird.]

You do that. My shift should be ending soon.

[deaths-heritor.livejournal.com]

Heat up the leftover casserole if you get home first. Or make something yourself; I'm not particular.

[puzzlerprince.livejournal.com]

How long do you think you'll be out?

[deaths-heritor.livejournal.com]

[Susan looks vaguely uncomfortable at that. Not that Edward could see it, but there may be a white envelope tucked under her arm.]

However long it takes me to fully appreciate an American Hogswatch -- Christmas. Whatever.

[Or however long it takes the spell of the mailboxes to coerce her into actually posting this thing.]

[puzzlerprince.livejournal.com]

[Oh god, not you too, Susan!]

Fine, fine. Hopefully you'll be able to appreciate it more than I am right now.

[deaths-heritor.livejournal.com]

Honestly, I've never seen a more miserable elf. I'll bring you a cup of cocoa from the stands later if you actually smile.

[And with that, Susan gives her best curt nod and is off.]

[puzzlerprince.livejournal.com]

[He sighs, watching as Susan heads off. As she marches off to wherever she's going, he can't help but notice the tip of a white envelope sticking out just past the back of her elbow. ...same kind of stationary they have back at the house. Wait, so then...

After his realization, the corners of his mouth upturn in a little smirk. Susan, you totally owe him some cocoa now.]