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Tonks, if you please (tonks_please) wrote in labyrinth_rpg,
@ 2009-05-06 20:20:00

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complete, day eight, marcus cole, nymphadora tonks

Day Eight
WHO: Nymphadora Tonks and Marcus Cole
WHAT: Christmas!
WHEN: Day 8, morning
WHERE: Their room
WARNINGS: TBA
STATUS: Complete

There had been no warning, really. Last night, the weather had been totally different. It hadn't even been that cold. But in the morning, the witch awoke shivering, burrowing closer to her lover in the bed. But the damage had been done, she realized. She was up now, damn it. Normally, she would be asleep for several hours more, but it just wasn't happening. So, with a soft sigh, she rolled out of bed, careful to let Marcus sleep.

Moments later, than plan was completely out the window. Tonks had gone over to check what was going on, and saw the snow drifts around. She blinked, and then cast her gaze around the room. Two stockings, even a Christmas tree, for crying out loud. She grinned widely as she saw all this. Okay, yeah, so normally she would have been annoyed that her room had been messed with, but this, this was obviously Christmas! She'd always had a soft spot for that holiday.

Quickly, getting into the festive season, she changed her hair to a bright red, adding green streaks, and she was good to go. She didn't bother getting dressed, and stayed in her pajamas, but did take a moment to check out her ever-changing body. She hadn't noticed much to this point, but all of a sudden, like a christmas gift, she looked at her stomach and saw that she actually was going to have a baby.

This pretty much lifted her mood, which was already high, right into the clouds. Bouncing, she moved over to the bed and pounced on Marcus, straddling his body and gazing down into his face. "Marcus, Marcus, wake up! It's Christmas!"

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marcus_cole
2009-06-02 10:28 pm UTC (link)

Marcus sprang to his feet, motivated by Tonks' enthusiasm. Admiring her intelligence in using the carrying charm, he grabbed the jug of cocoa and a stack of paper cups. "Ready!" Looking out the window at the snow, he knew that he would need a rather warm outfit as well. His Ranger uniform was designed to withstand both hot and cold environments, but it didn't seem festive enough. Finally, he settled on a black wool coat he found in his closet.

"Snape? Good Lord! Well, I suppose we can try. I'm sure we'll have a good time, even if we fail. What's not to love about this?"

Putting his arm around his beautiful, beaming lover, Marcus opened the door and strode out into the festive winter wonderland that had been laid before them. He wondered what this all said about their host.

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