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Of Service

Sugar and Spice

His hand stops, mouth just started to open and he looks to her. Brow quirking. Her hands didn’t really stop him. The strong senior could have easily broken free from her grasp and continued to eat the cookie. But he stops. Because apparently the cookies weren’t here to eat. Which he thought was strange. But either way he places the unfrosted Santas back down, though now it was headless. It was dry anyway. 

Colors are soon put in front of him once she lets go of his arm and poor Santa!! His head was bitten off! She makes a sad noise and pushes the cookie to the side, putting a new one down and showing him the colors. Its a signal, really; he has to paint them before he eats them! She signs that to him, hoping he understands.

Forever Waiting {Open}

Oh…So that was the problem. How was Xeha going to break the news to the girl? “No, I haven’t seen them. No one has arrived or called in to schedule a visit. I’m sorry, Namine.” She said gently though the disappointment will still probably be crushing.

Sugar and Spice

Stan sits down, looking at the tray of bare cookies. They were shaped like deer and sleighs and…well what’s that one supposed to be? Oh. It’s upside down. Santa? Probably. He picks one up, bringing it to his mouth ready to eat it as is. His family wasn’t so big on the whole Christmas activities. They exchanged presents, sure. But that was about all the expenses they could afford. That and ingredients for his mother’s famous chicken pot pie. He bites the head off one of the Santas. 

Cue a soft noise of distress as she’s beginning to make her color choices for the sleigh she’s starting. She’s just noticed he’s picking one up and its not even iced!! How could he eat them now! With reflexes that are more condition-based than anything she’s grabbed onto his arm and is shaking her head, trying to dissuade him from eating the Santa before he colors it. Thats what he’s here for, and working with her on! 

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Ingrid smiled softly, nodding as he gently pat Nam’s head. “Yeah, probably.” He replied sweetly. 

Namine pushes her head into his hand. He’s one of the few she trusts with her hair, with patting of the head. The doctors...its necessary, says her mother. With him, he’s her friend, and it’s okay. I hope she does come, she writes, Papa’d want proof that im getting better and friends like you would show him I am. 

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Ingrid smiled softly, shaking his head a little. “No thank you, Nam, I just ate.” He replied sweetly, lying with ease; lying had become so ease. “I’m sure she will, but sometimes, stuff happens, y’know? Mine promised to come every holiday since I’ve been here, and it’s been just over a year now.” He laughed softly.

She believes him, because she’s always believed Ingrid. He’s never lied to her before, and he’s nice. More scribbles. If she not come holiday, can see any day? Or special time?

Christmas Cookies || Open

The doctor was in a fairly good mood. This was one of the few things he enjoyed about the holidays. He had good memories about this kind of thing from his parents. He watched Namine grab one of everything sprinkle wise. So far she had gathered more cookies than anyone else, and she’d probably end up decorating them all, which was all right. The doctor continued to frost his cookies in absurd colors and sprinkle combinations.

Once the blonde gets into the rhythm, she is going. The cookies are all perfectly iced, the tree-shaped ones getting various styles and colors but all of them still ‘properly colored’. Each is placed on a pan so the icing can harden, and the blonde tucks her hair behind her ear at one point, intent on finishing her work.

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Christmas Cookies || Open

Yes, she’s okay for judging him on his choice of color for his reindeer and all the other cookies on his plate. He laughed, so she had nothing to worry about. The doctor let her take one of the reindeer cookies. Really she could pick up a bunch of other cookies too. The kitchen staff head made an absurd amount of cookies, and there was no way that all of them were going to be frosted or eaten. “Did you get some sprinkles too?” He asked.

The laugh was kind, and soon she was giggling too, everything sorting itself out in her head. Plate piled high, she’ll have the record for most cookies decorated out of everyone, staff included! Once she sets her cookies down, he reminds her and she gasps; can’t forget those! Soon her station looks like--and is like--she took one of every little thing and set it down. Now she didn’t have to distract herself! There’s the cookie in front of her, the reindeer. She picks the beige icing and gets to work frosting it properly. Like reindeer should be.

Sugar and Spice

He’s on his way over! Yay! The blonde cheers, and then scampers off, returning back with a plate of cookies which she sets in front of him. There is a nurse or two who are curiously observing, young and old patient side by side, but Namine pays them no mind. She makes soft sounds, like chirps, picking a blue color and holding it out to him for one of the circle-shaped cookies. She’s brought every single color the kitchen possesses, just for her. And him to work on, she can’t forget Stan!