Oh-!

He blushed slightly, shaking her hand politely before putting the kettle on. “I’m Edwin, it’s nice to meet you”

"Pleasure to meet you Edwin. Are you from here? Or Underland?" Because he certainly wasn’t a program. And well, Alice was curious.

"I'm from Scotland actually, though Underland runs in my blood- from my Grandmothers side." He nodded politely, leaving out the fact he was actually born a puffin. He wasn't sure Alice was familiar with entirely with his sort, though her knowledge did suggest it. Edwin collected two cups from the top cupboard and asked "And you? If it's not too bold to ask."

Oh-!

"O-oh…h-hello!" Edwin stuttered with a shy smile, overhearing the beautiful blonde as he walked into the room. "I-I can make it, if you like ma’am?"

"Oh! Hello!" She smiled back politely. "Only if you like, I don’t mind. I’m Alice by the way." She offered her hand with a friendly smile. She wanted to get to know all the people that showed up in the time she was visiting her sister.

He blushed slightly, shaking her hand politely before putting the kettle on. "I'm Edwin, it's nice to meet you"

"B-beg pardon miss?"

"You heard me." The woman smiled, although it looked strained. "I’ve been gone a while; where do they keep the alcohol?"

"B-beg pardon miss?"

"O-oh...h-hello!" Edwin stuttered with a shy smile, overhearing the beautiful blonde as he walked into the room. "I-I can make it, if you like ma'am?"

I don't understand

"Lights? Like…the light-bulbs?” He asked, pointing up to the shade above them. “Why would you cover a tree in those?”

Vira shrugged slightly. “I can’t imagine.” He smiled the slightest amount. “It’d be more like home, for me. Maybe not for a user.” He held out his hand. “S-sorry, I’m Vira. Or, I guess I’m Lucas. I don’t know.” He smiled awkwardly.

He nodded, guessing they would both have to find someone more accustomed to the tradition to explain it fully. Edwin shook the hand politely "Uhm, pardon? Lucas is your name? I'm Edwin, no need to apologize."

"Uhm - I think they decorate it." Vira ran a hand through his hair, still readjusting to the new body. "Maybe there’s something else? I can’t find any memory files on it." He frowned. "I think it requires a very specific sort of tree."

He smiled to the new fellow, though still confused on the matter. “O-oh…like…birch? Or Oak?” He asked. Determining the type of tree seemed the correct first step, decorations second.

Vira shook his head. “Evergreen, I think. A - a pine tree.” He had flashes of memory, of how the trees Ada had seen decorated last year looked, but Vira’d never lived through a Christmas before. “You put things on it, like lights.” What a strange custom for users to have.

"Lights? Like...the light-bulbs?" He asked, pointing up to the shade above them. "Why would you cover a tree in those?"

"Uhm - I think they decorate it." Vira ran a hand through his hair, still readjusting to the new body. "Maybe there’s something else? I can’t find any memory files on it." He frowned. "I think it requires a very specific sort of tree."

He smiled to the new fellow, though still confused on the matter. "O-oh...like...birch? Or Oak?" He asked. Determining the type of tree seemed the correct first step, decorations second.

"Fuck, you don’t know about Christmas?" Ari’s jaw dropped. "Holy shit! Where’ve you been all your fucking life?"

”..is that a rhetorical question Ari?”

"Yes, you dumb asshole! I can’t believe you don’t know about Christmas.” He scoffed, crossing his arms over his chest. “It’s a holiday. You spend it with your family, or people you care about, usually. There’s food, and presents, and a tree, and Christmas carols…”

"Oh, that sounds rather pleasant, I guess. What are carols and presents though? And why is there a holiday tree?" He kept quiet about who he should spend it with though. All of his friends had their own family. Though, Christmas for one could still be enjoyable.

"Carols are songs about the holiday; presents are like gifts. Ya give ‘em to people ya like." He laughed. "I don’t have a fucking clue why we have a tree. It’s a tradition." He looked at Edwin, suddenly a little uncertain. "Ya know, if you don’t wanna fly home … you could come stay with me over the holidays. Mum’d love to have someone around who’s good with the twins."

Edwin blinked, a slight blush appearing in his cheeks. "Y-you want....." he stammered before clearing his throat. "I mean, I'd hate to intrude on family time..."

"Fuck, you don’t know about Christmas?" Ari’s jaw dropped. "Holy shit! Where’ve you been all your fucking life?"

”..is that a rhetorical question Ari?”

"Yes, you dumb asshole! I can’t believe you don’t know about Christmas.” He scoffed, crossing his arms over his chest. “It’s a holiday. You spend it with your family, or people you care about, usually. There’s food, and presents, and a tree, and Christmas carols…”

"Oh, that sounds rather pleasant, I guess. What are carols and presents though? And why is there a holiday tree?" He kept quiet about who he should spend it with though. All of his friends had their own family. Though, Christmas for one could still be enjoyable.

"Stop sleeping on the floor nest then. I have offered to switch numerous times Ari…"

"Yeah, no. Not happenin’. I’m not as delicate as ya." He yawned. "It’s not really the floor either, I’m just not used to this place, or this fuckin’ schedule."

"Well, uhm...you want to make it more like your home? It's not a big room, but it'd be fun to try." Edwin smiled, trying to be helpful. "And your schedule...?"

"Fuck, you don’t know about Christmas?" Ari’s jaw dropped. "Holy shit! Where’ve you been all your fucking life?"

"..is that a rhetorical question Ari?"