Christmas drabble #10
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eastofthemoonHere's #10, just two days until it's Christmas
Title: Season of Love and Peace
Series: Slayers
Characters: Xellos, Amelia, Zelgadis, Lina and Gourry
Rating: G
Warning: There is mazoku suffering ahead.
The winter festival had always been Amelia’s favorite holiday. It was a time for people to gather with friends and family. To share gifts of love and joy. To remember justice and to promote peace on earth. To remember the true treasures of life. What better way to share it with her friends than to have a party in the palace?
“Gourry, hand over that eggnog!”
“Forget it! I don’t want to take the chance of you getting drunk!”
“I agree, the last thing Seyrune needs is a drunk Lina Inverse setting the whole city on fire.”
“In that case Zel, maybe I should start with you.”
Even if it meant they might destroy the palace in the process. “Miss Lina, the cook just brought out some fresh cupcakes,” Amelia said, hoping to distract Lina from the argument.
It worked, for Lina immediately locked her eyes on the tray. “Why didn’t you mention it sooner?” She took a cupcake in each hand. “I love this time of year,” she commented taking a mouthful of cupcake.
“Is it because you get to eat endlessly without anyone telling you to stop?” Zelgadis remarked, sipping his glass of wine.
“Feasting is a tradition Zel.”
“Just make sure you don’t eat too much,” Gourry patted her stomach. “Remember, all that food won’t make your breasts larger.”
Lina glared and shoved a cupcake into his mouth. “How about you just worry about stuffing your own face?”
Amelia giggled. She was happy. She was spending a fun night with her friends. Sure, they got into arguments and occasionally fought with each other, but in the end they remembered that love and justice were what made their lives wonderful.
“Mister Zelgadis, I was able to borrow a guitar.” She clapped her hands together. “So, I was thinking. Do you think you could play it, so we can sing some songs?”
The chimera blinked surprised. “Who told you I played guitar?”
“Miss Lina mentioned it and I’ve been wanting to hear it.”
Zelgadis set down his glass. “I can try, but truth be told I’m more of a novice. I only know how to play a few songs.”
“Oh, but I’m sure we would all love to hear it.” The whole group jumped back.
“Mister Xellos, what are you doing here?”
Xellos shook his finger. “I thought I would drop in, to see how you all were doing?”
“So you can torment us for a couple of hours?” Lina asked tapping her foot.
“What would ever give you that idea?” Xellos smiled and looked to Amelia. “I had the impression that anyone could attend this party, unless of course I’m not invited.”
Amelia was conflicted. She didn’t think Xellos would come, but she couldn’t kick him out. The winter festival was about making peace and welcoming everyone, even if that someone was a mazoku. It would be unjust to refuse a guest. “Of course not, you’re welcome to stay Mister Xellos.”
“Amelia, that’s not a good idea,” Zelgadis commented.
Xellos tilted his head. “Why Mister Zelgadis, one would think you didn’t want me here.”
Zelgadis twitched. “Of course we don’t, but that fact is probably what made you show up, because you know it would annoy us.”
The mazoku took a seat. “I will admit the thought may have crossed my mind.”
Zelgadis and Lina exchanged disgruntled looks.
Gourry stroked his chin. “Hey Xellos, are you feeling alright?”
The priest glanced up, surprised by the question. “I am.”
“But you look kind of pale. Are you sick?”
Xellos sweated uncomfortably. He never thought anyone would notice. “No, it’s just that this time of year is an unhealthy one for mazoku.”
Amelia stared curiously. “Is it because of everyone acting so happy?”
Xellos looked reluctant to answer. “We mazoku feed on negative emotions, when there’s such an abnormal level of positive feelings at this time of year.”
“You feel like crud?” Gourry answered.
“As a matter of speaking, yes.”
Amelia was going to ask another question, but she then noticed Lina and Zelgadis’s expressions. They were grinning from ear to ear. They said nothing to each other, but with the look of smugness they shared a person could make the mistake that they had just read each other’s minds.
Lina and Zelgadis briskly walked to Xellos without saying any words.
“On second thought Xellos, I’m glad you’re here,” Zelgadis remarked in an unusual cheerful voice.
Xellos sweated. “Oh?”
“Yes, because,” he patted Xellos hard on the back, “I can wish you a Happy Holiday.”
Xellos jumped out of his chair. “There’s no need for that.”
“But Xellos,” Lina replied. “It’s a tradition for everyone to feel HAPPY and JOYFUL and to share that with everyone they meet.”
Xellos paled and he staggered backwards.
“Perhaps I will play that guitar,” Zelgadis continued, taking in every moment of watching Xellos turn pale. “There are a lot of fun songs we could play.”
Lina smiled innocently. “How about that song about sharing goodwill towards men?”
Xellos clamped his hand over his mouth. Amelia wondered if he was going to throw up.
Zelgadis grinned. “Lina, it’s like you can read my mind. Then I thought we could sing that 12 Days song.”
“Oh, you mean the one about non stop gift giving?”
“That’s correct.”
“I should get going!” Xellos said quickly, leaning against the wall and clutching his chest. The reason he had come here was to get away from all the sickening holiday cheer. He never imagined that anyone would figure out his weakness throw him into the middle of it like this. He felt like he was having a heart attack.
“Oh, so soon Xellos,” Lina replied in a sing song voice. “And I was about to give you a hug.”
A look of sheer panic appeared on the mazoku’s face. “Yes, um I promised Beastmaster I would feed her wolves. I have to go! Good night!”
In an eye blink he was gone. Zelgadis and Lina toppled over with laughter.
Lina laughed so hard, she was crying. “Ha ha! This is the best winter festival I’ve ever had.”
Zelgadis was slowly regaining control. “Yes, I’m actually hoping he’ll come back next year so we can torture him again.”
Amelia sweatdropped and looked to Gourry. “I’m glad they’re having fun, but there’s something wrong with this.”
”To each his own I guess. At least they didn’t kill him. Who knows, this might become a new tradition for them.”
Elsewhere, Xellos vowed his new tradition would be to just hide in a hole every year.
Title: Season of Love and Peace
Series: Slayers
Characters: Xellos, Amelia, Zelgadis, Lina and Gourry
Rating: G
Warning: There is mazoku suffering ahead.
The winter festival had always been Amelia’s favorite holiday. It was a time for people to gather with friends and family. To share gifts of love and joy. To remember justice and to promote peace on earth. To remember the true treasures of life. What better way to share it with her friends than to have a party in the palace?
“Gourry, hand over that eggnog!”
“Forget it! I don’t want to take the chance of you getting drunk!”
“I agree, the last thing Seyrune needs is a drunk Lina Inverse setting the whole city on fire.”
“In that case Zel, maybe I should start with you.”
Even if it meant they might destroy the palace in the process. “Miss Lina, the cook just brought out some fresh cupcakes,” Amelia said, hoping to distract Lina from the argument.
It worked, for Lina immediately locked her eyes on the tray. “Why didn’t you mention it sooner?” She took a cupcake in each hand. “I love this time of year,” she commented taking a mouthful of cupcake.
“Is it because you get to eat endlessly without anyone telling you to stop?” Zelgadis remarked, sipping his glass of wine.
“Feasting is a tradition Zel.”
“Just make sure you don’t eat too much,” Gourry patted her stomach. “Remember, all that food won’t make your breasts larger.”
Lina glared and shoved a cupcake into his mouth. “How about you just worry about stuffing your own face?”
Amelia giggled. She was happy. She was spending a fun night with her friends. Sure, they got into arguments and occasionally fought with each other, but in the end they remembered that love and justice were what made their lives wonderful.
“Mister Zelgadis, I was able to borrow a guitar.” She clapped her hands together. “So, I was thinking. Do you think you could play it, so we can sing some songs?”
The chimera blinked surprised. “Who told you I played guitar?”
“Miss Lina mentioned it and I’ve been wanting to hear it.”
Zelgadis set down his glass. “I can try, but truth be told I’m more of a novice. I only know how to play a few songs.”
“Oh, but I’m sure we would all love to hear it.” The whole group jumped back.
“Mister Xellos, what are you doing here?”
Xellos shook his finger. “I thought I would drop in, to see how you all were doing?”
“So you can torment us for a couple of hours?” Lina asked tapping her foot.
“What would ever give you that idea?” Xellos smiled and looked to Amelia. “I had the impression that anyone could attend this party, unless of course I’m not invited.”
Amelia was conflicted. She didn’t think Xellos would come, but she couldn’t kick him out. The winter festival was about making peace and welcoming everyone, even if that someone was a mazoku. It would be unjust to refuse a guest. “Of course not, you’re welcome to stay Mister Xellos.”
“Amelia, that’s not a good idea,” Zelgadis commented.
Xellos tilted his head. “Why Mister Zelgadis, one would think you didn’t want me here.”
Zelgadis twitched. “Of course we don’t, but that fact is probably what made you show up, because you know it would annoy us.”
The mazoku took a seat. “I will admit the thought may have crossed my mind.”
Zelgadis and Lina exchanged disgruntled looks.
Gourry stroked his chin. “Hey Xellos, are you feeling alright?”
The priest glanced up, surprised by the question. “I am.”
“But you look kind of pale. Are you sick?”
Xellos sweated uncomfortably. He never thought anyone would notice. “No, it’s just that this time of year is an unhealthy one for mazoku.”
Amelia stared curiously. “Is it because of everyone acting so happy?”
Xellos looked reluctant to answer. “We mazoku feed on negative emotions, when there’s such an abnormal level of positive feelings at this time of year.”
“You feel like crud?” Gourry answered.
“As a matter of speaking, yes.”
Amelia was going to ask another question, but she then noticed Lina and Zelgadis’s expressions. They were grinning from ear to ear. They said nothing to each other, but with the look of smugness they shared a person could make the mistake that they had just read each other’s minds.
Lina and Zelgadis briskly walked to Xellos without saying any words.
“On second thought Xellos, I’m glad you’re here,” Zelgadis remarked in an unusual cheerful voice.
Xellos sweated. “Oh?”
“Yes, because,” he patted Xellos hard on the back, “I can wish you a Happy Holiday.”
Xellos jumped out of his chair. “There’s no need for that.”
“But Xellos,” Lina replied. “It’s a tradition for everyone to feel HAPPY and JOYFUL and to share that with everyone they meet.”
Xellos paled and he staggered backwards.
“Perhaps I will play that guitar,” Zelgadis continued, taking in every moment of watching Xellos turn pale. “There are a lot of fun songs we could play.”
Lina smiled innocently. “How about that song about sharing goodwill towards men?”
Xellos clamped his hand over his mouth. Amelia wondered if he was going to throw up.
Zelgadis grinned. “Lina, it’s like you can read my mind. Then I thought we could sing that 12 Days song.”
“Oh, you mean the one about non stop gift giving?”
“That’s correct.”
“I should get going!” Xellos said quickly, leaning against the wall and clutching his chest. The reason he had come here was to get away from all the sickening holiday cheer. He never imagined that anyone would figure out his weakness throw him into the middle of it like this. He felt like he was having a heart attack.
“Oh, so soon Xellos,” Lina replied in a sing song voice. “And I was about to give you a hug.”
A look of sheer panic appeared on the mazoku’s face. “Yes, um I promised Beastmaster I would feed her wolves. I have to go! Good night!”
In an eye blink he was gone. Zelgadis and Lina toppled over with laughter.
Lina laughed so hard, she was crying. “Ha ha! This is the best winter festival I’ve ever had.”
Zelgadis was slowly regaining control. “Yes, I’m actually hoping he’ll come back next year so we can torture him again.”
Amelia sweatdropped and looked to Gourry. “I’m glad they’re having fun, but there’s something wrong with this.”
”To each his own I guess. At least they didn’t kill him. Who knows, this might become a new tradition for them.”
Elsewhere, Xellos vowed his new tradition would be to just hide in a hole every year.
