#asksanta999

"What the-?!" The white haired man’s shocked expression mirrored the one that his…double wore. He blinked, rubbing his eyes to make sure that the person in front of him was real-not that it made a difference. Clearly the man was no illusion, that was for certain. 

Questions flooded his mind almost immediately. How was this even possible…?! Was there a mirror in front of him? No that was ridiculous. And impossible. A Doppelganger perhaps? No that was even more impossible. Such things didn’t even exist…at least he hoped not.

Aoi,watched warily as the other man observed him. He briefly wondered what the man was thinking-perhaps that seeing someone who looked exactly like him was a sign of danger…? The white-haired man didn’t know. 

"You…who are you?" The words left his mouth before Aoi could stop them. It was an unnecessary question to ask, he already knew the answer anyways. But…this whole situation was…insane. How could the person standing in front of him be himself…?!

         Aoi could merely stand there, azure hues gazing up and down, taking in every single detail of his double's appearance, seeing nothing that could have differentiated them in any ways may it be hair, clothes or physique. Despite the sheer absurdity of the idea, it was a certainty that this man was as real as he himself was and this perhaps may have been the first time in his life he had stood so startled, incapable of hiding it either... Not that his interlocutor seemed to handle the situation better.

         The white-haired man had attempted to make sense of it and while there was but one possibility he could envision, it seemed extremely unlikely nonetheless. He had no doubts that the man standing in front of him was himself... No matter how ridiculous it may have seemed. However, what was the probability of any of them jumping timelines to meet? Non-existent.. or was it?

         Even though, Aoi was a paranoid one, judging by the equally dumbfounded look on his double's face, the thought that he may be a threat didn't cross his mind. However, before he could ponder more, a voice pulled him out of his thoughts. 

Mahogany eyes widened in bewilderment upon seeing Santa heading his way. Considering how long it had been ever since he last saw his friend, he had certainly hadn’t expected his presence for Christmas, even less with a present for him in hand. The mere fact that he was here would have been sufficient as the raven-haired boy had missed one he highly thought of as he had been the one helping him, cheering him up as well as giving him words of knowledge he still recalled to this day when he was at his lowest after the second Joker incident. The white-haired man probably wasn’t aware how grateful the high-school student was to him, particularly considering his reaction as Jun had called him a friend the very first time. However, it was fine, he had been a very influential person to him this year but considering they had never been particularly close, enjoying his presence whenever he would see the other was more than enough. 

"Merry Christmas to you too Santa!" A smile crawled on the raven-haired boy’s lips upon being handled the gift, looking forward to seeing what was inside, pondering whether he should open it right away or leave it for later. "Can I?" He politely asked before carefully unwrapping it. Considering how soft the packet had seemed, the two articles of clothing didn’t come as a surprise and he particularly liked the scarf that he definitely would be wearing this winter. The cookies were a really nice gift as well and while he still has a lot of pastries remaining from what he had baked to offer his acquaintances, he might get to eat those first, wondering how good they tasted, not knowing whether Santa was a good cook or if he had baked those treats in the first place. 

The last present though was the one that caught his eye most. Jun couldn’t remember having told the white-haired man about his passion for flowers but perhaps it was his only his selective memory at work here. Upon pondering about it, it finally came back to him that they’d had a discussion about the four-leaved clover’s meaning and that Santa had offered him one as a gift. How had he forgotten for a moment about this episode, Jun could only wonder. He immediately opened the book in his hands, eager to see whether it merely held knowledge he already possessed or could learn much more than he already did with it. While the first pages proved to be of little interest, what came afterward was particularly fascinating to the raven-haired boy as he caught glimpse of meaning of rare flowers he hadn’t known about as well as their history.

"Ah…"

It had been a long time since she’d received a present - Morgan vaguely remembered that it had been over two years since she’d received anything for Midwinter Jol or her birthday - so Santa’s parcel was a surprise. A pleasant one, to be certain, and she smiled at him in return.

Carefully, she unwrapped the festive patterned paper, her smile widening and her eyes lighting up as she saw what was within. A scarf and mittens, very functional. They would do well in this cold weather. And the sweets… how did he know she was interested and curious about Outrealm foods? Or perhaps these were part of the customs of Christmas.

Keita struggled and push Santa aside when it was over.

"Do you really need to do that?!" Keita asked angrily.

Of course he was pissed, his first kiss is taken by someone who gave him a bookmark for no reason.

*summons Berserker and chase after Santa*