After some handwavey phone calls to her friends, Zero donned her elf costume once more, propped the door open, and prepared to play--not Santa. Gift-Giving Elf Zerbie. That was the ticket.
There was a pile of presents on one of the room's twin beds, and a plate of freshly-mailed cookies from Zero's dad next to a rosemary bush hung with colorful safety pins on the desk. The refrigerator was dispensing egg nog milkshakes and Fish was warbling Christmas carols in Cantonese. Come on in!
((If you think Zero would be giving you a gift, drop on by!))
There was a pile of presents on one of the room's twin beds, and a plate of freshly-mailed cookies from Zero's dad next to a rosemary bush hung with colorful safety pins on the desk. The refrigerator was dispensing egg nog milkshakes and Fish was warbling Christmas carols in Cantonese. Come on in!
((If you think Zero would be giving you a gift, drop on by!))
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Date: 2006-12-22 12:08 am (UTC)"Very cool," he rumbled, admiring the notebook, nodding in approval as he glanced at the tracks on the CD. Promptly, one gift in each hand, he gave her a light hug. "Thanks, Zero."
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