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The bitterness in his mouth is worth the sound of Raleigh's laugh. He watches Raleigh hang it, smile pulling at his lips as he picks up another piece.

"I'll try not too. But we should definitely try."

"mm, well I'll get some more next time I go to the store," eyeing his companion as they work, not convinced Chuck won't try to eat another one.

He doesn't have high hopes for the popcorn stringing.

"If we don't get snowed in, that is."

Because the weather is certainly getting worse and he wouldn't put a blizzard past Julia Sodder.

You should have zero hopes for the popcorn stringing. They'll be lucky to get one strand.

"It's possible. It's certainly comin' down, innit?"

It's awfully damn cold.

Well. Eating them is half the fun he guesses but he'll try to put chuck off by moving the fresh cranberries slightly closer so he takes one of those two. Learn you the hard way.

"Yeah.. good thing we're pretty stocked up."

Sure, he's used to bitter, freezing Alaskan winters but he doesn't like them. He is always, always cold and it's miserable.

As if to illustrate this he pulls a throw off the back of the couch and into his lap.

Ooh, berries. He'll go for those.

"Yeah. I've been adding shit to our inventory. In both places, in case we get trapped in one place or the other."

He knows how you are - he's made sure he added to them.

Raleigh nods, eyeing their supplies as he works, waiting for Chuck to go for what will be a bullet of sharp-sour exploding in his mouth.

"That's a good idea. Cellar's full'a wood. I've been thinking about digging an escape tunnel out.. just in case we ever need."

"You're really going all apocalypse. aren't you."

But he's listening, it's not something to be dismissed.

"Well. Can't hurt to put one in both houses."

Raleigh would say it was Herc who gave him the idea but given everything that's happened this mod month he doesn't speak the man's name.

Raleigh nods, though. He is. Kinda. Then again this feels pretty apocalyptic.

"Come out somewhere in the woods.. get out of the house if something breaks in."

Yeah that's a good idea.

"It's not a bad idea. We should do that soon...if we can. Grounds probably pretty frozen."

Happened this month*

"Yeah, I was thinking about that. Maybe asking someone with, I dunno. Some kind of magic? Help us out?"

Though it almost feels like cheating and he doesn't mind the hard work.

Meh. Chuck doesn't either but if he doesn't have to break his back, he wont.

"Maybe, yeah. There's apparently a guy running around with a flamethrower. Maybe he can thaw it or something."

Raleigh raises an eyebrow. Well that sounds cool as hell.

But that gives him an idea.

"My friend Mako has fire powers. I wonder if he could do the same..." Musing aloud.

"Actually I think he said his brother can control the earth. Maybe he could just.. make a tunnel form."

"Wu's Mako? Who's his brother? How many of them are here?"

Jesus.

"No idea, but yeah, Wu's Mako. I think he said his name was Bolin? But I haven't met him."

He smirks a little. Wu's Mako. Heh.

"Ah yeah...I think he mentioned him to me. Haven't met him either."

Raleigh gives a thoughtful noise as he twiddles an orange slice between his fingers.

"I like them. That group. They seem like good guys."

"Yeah, me too."

They're good kids, he reckons, though they're not exactly kids. Chuck and Wu are the same damn age.

And, well, if Chuck likes them then that's a pretty good sign. Like Max, Chuck is a decent litmus test for judging someone's character.

Man, if him from four months ago were here to see him thinking this..

Raleigh takes a moment to consider just how drastically things have changed. It's crazy. Good but still crazy. Sitting here like a real person gossiping about their friends as they decorate a Christmas tree in a moment of soft, domestic bliss. He honestly never thought he'd see the day, least of all with Chuck Hansen. How incredible.

And it turns out to be a pretty perfect success of an evening. They dress the tree, they eat dinner, they do a little perimeter patrol of the grounds and then settle in for the night. One beautiful night where nothing has gone wrong. Nothing has tried to kill them and no one is shattering their mind. Just a little slice of Christmas Pie, curled together in bed. One decent(ish) night of sleep.

Because God knows what's coming tomorrow. Somehow that makes them appreciate it even more.

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ive lost all sense of when this actually takes place fuckit

Nobody knows anymore. Mid Dec?

uuuh suuure

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