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foolishwren) wrote2011-12-25 06:19 pm
foolishwren) wrote2011-12-25 06:19 pm
Entry tags:
- *dc comics: stephanie brown (batgirl),
- *dcmk: kaito kuroba,
- *kingdom hearts: vanitas,
- *nightmare before xmas: jack skellington,
- *silent hill: father vincent,
- *silent hill: harry mason,
- *silent hill: henry townshend,
- *twin peaks: dale cooper,
- *umineko no naku koro ni: willard h. wri,
- action,
- christmas gifts,
- cujo,
- dammit cooj,
- ecruteak city,
- family,
- growlithe,
- how about love?,
- ic,
- no grinching for heather,
- silent hill survivors club,
- video,
- what is this i don't even,
- winter is serious business
86. [Video/Action for Ecruteak] Christmas morning.
[ACTION]
[You know what makes a good alarm clock on Christmas morning? ... Besides small children? ... DOGS.]
[There was once a time when a Christmas with the Masons involved Heather using her father's bed as a trampoline. But by this point, she's more interested in sleeping in. You know, in general. But that's hard to do with Pokemon around.]
Ugh, Cooj-- have you been eating the old socks at the bottom of my bag again...?
[Shoving the Growlithe's blunt muzzle away from her face, she sits up in bed. Most of the other Pokemon (those that are out of their balls) are still asleep, but THAT DOESN'T STOP CUJO OF COURSE. He drops something slobbery in her lap and then shuffles backwards on her bed, rumpling up the blankets in the process. She flaps a hand at him, rubbing her eyes.]
C'mon, boy, you're acting like it's Christmas or someth-- ....
[OH.]
...
[She looks down at him briefly.]
... Okay, go wake up everybody else.
[Half the time what she tells him to do seems to go in one shaggy ear and out the other, but she doesn't need to tell him to do that twice. As he leaps off the bed in an explosion of happy panting, she finally turns her attention to the object he dropped in her lap.]
... My flashlight?
[VIDEO]
[Has anyone ever wanted to see live footage of somebody trying to strap one of those dog backpacks to a Growlithe that won't hold still?]
[Well, anyone checking out the network around lunchtime on Christmas Day will get to watch the Adventures of a Hapless Trainer and Her Hyperactive Dog for awhile as Heather tries unsuccessfully to get one of those things on him for about twenty minutes, outside in the snow.]
[After lots of yelling, falling down, and a brief period of getting dragged around (he's big enough to do that by this point...) she loses her grip and he eventually runs off with the damn thing half-fastened. Probably gonna lose it in a snowbank somewhere. Picking herself up, with a grumble, she takes back the PokeGear from whoever had been filming this charming home video (probably Harry or Henry) and shakes her head.]
Man, last time I get Cujo a Christmas present. Ungrateful mutt... [She looks out at the orange dot that is Cujo, clearly visible in the far-off snowy landscape, and waves dismissively.] He'll be back when I start giving treats to all the others.
ANYWAY, uh...
[Turning back to the screen, she swipes a hand under her nose briefly. It's been running in the cold.]
So, Merry Christmas, everyone!
Haven't opened all the gifts yet, but uh, thanks to everyone who sent stuff for us. ... Hope all of mine got through, I kinda mailed some of 'em last minute...
[OH WELL. Shrug. They'd get there sooner or later.]
I'd better go make sure Cooj doesn't lose that thing in a ditch or something, it cost good money. Later!
[BLIP.]
[OOC: For Ecruteak action, feel free to encounter Heather wandering around town later! She'll be trying to hunt down the friends of hers who are in town so that she can hand them their Christmas swag in person.]
[ALSO feel free to assume your character got their present from Heather, if you haven't already seen the list! I don't think I forgot anybody...]
[You know what makes a good alarm clock on Christmas morning? ... Besides small children? ... DOGS.]
[There was once a time when a Christmas with the Masons involved Heather using her father's bed as a trampoline. But by this point, she's more interested in sleeping in. You know, in general. But that's hard to do with Pokemon around.]
Ugh, Cooj-- have you been eating the old socks at the bottom of my bag again...?
[Shoving the Growlithe's blunt muzzle away from her face, she sits up in bed. Most of the other Pokemon (those that are out of their balls) are still asleep, but THAT DOESN'T STOP CUJO OF COURSE. He drops something slobbery in her lap and then shuffles backwards on her bed, rumpling up the blankets in the process. She flaps a hand at him, rubbing her eyes.]
C'mon, boy, you're acting like it's Christmas or someth-- ....
[OH.]
...
[She looks down at him briefly.]
... Okay, go wake up everybody else.
[Half the time what she tells him to do seems to go in one shaggy ear and out the other, but she doesn't need to tell him to do that twice. As he leaps off the bed in an explosion of happy panting, she finally turns her attention to the object he dropped in her lap.]
... My flashlight?
[VIDEO]
[Has anyone ever wanted to see live footage of somebody trying to strap one of those dog backpacks to a Growlithe that won't hold still?]
[Well, anyone checking out the network around lunchtime on Christmas Day will get to watch the Adventures of a Hapless Trainer and Her Hyperactive Dog for awhile as Heather tries unsuccessfully to get one of those things on him for about twenty minutes, outside in the snow.]
[After lots of yelling, falling down, and a brief period of getting dragged around (he's big enough to do that by this point...) she loses her grip and he eventually runs off with the damn thing half-fastened. Probably gonna lose it in a snowbank somewhere. Picking herself up, with a grumble, she takes back the PokeGear from whoever had been filming this charming home video (probably Harry or Henry) and shakes her head.]
Man, last time I get Cujo a Christmas present. Ungrateful mutt... [She looks out at the orange dot that is Cujo, clearly visible in the far-off snowy landscape, and waves dismissively.] He'll be back when I start giving treats to all the others.
ANYWAY, uh...
[Turning back to the screen, she swipes a hand under her nose briefly. It's been running in the cold.]
So, Merry Christmas, everyone!
Haven't opened all the gifts yet, but uh, thanks to everyone who sent stuff for us. ... Hope all of mine got through, I kinda mailed some of 'em last minute...
[OH WELL. Shrug. They'd get there sooner or later.]
I'd better go make sure Cooj doesn't lose that thing in a ditch or something, it cost good money. Later!
[BLIP.]
[OOC: For Ecruteak action, feel free to encounter Heather wandering around town later! She'll be trying to hunt down the friends of hers who are in town so that she can hand them their Christmas swag in person.]
[ALSO feel free to assume your character got their present from Heather, if you haven't already seen the list! I don't think I forgot anybody...]
[video]
Well, you've got good taste. Maybe not so much in stuffed animals, but in picking scarves yes.
And thanks, for the other things too.
[video]
[She grins, though.]
You're welcome.
Thanks for the bracelet.
[video]
[He's just teasing, though, and he does appreciate the joke.]
The guy running the store said it was for good luck.
[video]
[BEAM.]
And yeah... I can always use more luck.
[She lifts her hand to look at the bracelet, letting the little charm sway. It means a little more to her now than it might have last year, as well-- now that she has a Togekiss. It reminds her of what Sunny was like when she'd been little. And... you know, in Snake's care.]
[video]
Well, I will say that I'm glad I don't look like either of those things.
You do get into trouble a lot. [Like that incident in the Burned Tower not long ago.] Glad you like it.
...Did you get the other half of the present?
[video]
Yes.
[SHE SEES WHAT YOU DID THERE WITH THE GLITTER, ENVY. SHE SEES IT.]