oh dear god

[unweaving]

Lady A's Christmas Chaos!!!

Saving the world from assholes dressed like a sofa is hard work, and even heroes need to let loose. What better time than the festive season? So what if you're in a world where Christianity isn't a thing! It's time to don your ugliest Christmas sweater, put on your dancing shoes, and tell those around you just how much you love tolerate them. Dance, sing, bone down on the couch, get so drunk on eggnog you puke on the carpet -- Aranea doesn't care, she's way too smart to do his in her own damn house! GET TO PARTYING.

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[newrecipe]

[Ignis sighs heavily as he and Gladio gravitate towards one another, one hand carefully balancing his drink while he lifts the other to rest his index and middle fingers against his forehead.

By the Six.]

Interesting choice of attire.

[noodledream]

[ Gladio's grin can only be described as 'shit-eating'. ]

I know, right? I'm glad you like it. I got you a matching one for your Christmas present.

[newrecipe]

You did not.

[He wouldn't dare.]

[noodledream]

[ Haven't you learned never to dare him yet, Iggy? ]

Did too.

[newrecipe]

[Apparently, that's one lesson he'll have to learn a few more times before it sticks.]

Interesting choice. Not entirely sure it's my color.

[noodledream]

It's black.

[ Gladio's voice is oh-so-dry. ]

I think you'll manage just fine.

[newrecipe]

[He is giving you his most dubious look, Gladio.]

I hope you realize there are very few people I would allow myself to suffer such indignity for.

[noodledream]

[ Gladio's smirk just widens. ]

Oh, I realize. Does it make you feel better to know I got Noct one too?

[newrecipe]

Slightly.

[Very slightly.]

Prompto as well, I assume?

[noodledream]

Of course. Can't leave one of the kids out. They'll sulk.

[ Gladio snorts at the reference, still looking bemused. ]

Which means you'll really be outnumbered when we're all supposed to match.

[newrecipe]

[He sighs once more, making sure to sound extra put-upon.]

Then I suppose I am without options. Well-played.

[noodledream]

You're not the only strategist in the group, you know.

[ Despite Ignis' tone, Gladio knows it not entirely genuine, no matter how much the other man might play at it. Which is why his smile stays playful and easy and relaxed. ]

Besides. Even you need to loosen up every once in a while.

[newrecipe]

Oh, I loosen up plenty.

[Gladio knew that better than most, given how much less guarded Ignis tended to be around his friends. Still, he finally cracks a genuine smile, all trace of his mostly feigned disapproval vanishing.]

Now that you're here, can I interest you in a drink?

[noodledream]

I'll believe it when I see it.

[ It's said teasingly, a hint of a challenge in his tone as Gladio crosses his arms over his chest once more and grins at him. ]

It's a party, after all. Consider me interested. But if you give me something with bubbles in it, I'm not forgiving you.

[newrecipe]

Please. I know your tastes better than that.

[Have some faith in him, Gladiolus.]

[noodledream]

[ Hey now. He has plenty. ]

Well, I should hope so. Otherwise I'd start worrying about your observation skills slipping.

[newrecipe]

I don't think we'll ever be in any danger of that.

[Except for in like thirty minutes after some more alcohol, whoops.]

[noodledream]

[ He can't wait. ]

I dunno. Sitting around in a stuffy room with a bunch of old people all day?

[newrecipe]

Out of necessity, I assure you. My powers of observation haven't failed us yet, have they?

[No. No they have not.]

[noodledream]

You just put a 'yet' in that sentence, Iggy. I'm a little worried now.

[ But from the teasing smirk tugging at the corner of his lips, it's obvious he's not really. ]

[newrecipe]

Only trying not to be too terribly proud. There is some value to being humble, after all.

[But come on. Let's be honest.]

[noodledream]

Is there? I don't believe it.

[ Wow, he's always honest. Maybe too much so. ]