Oh ho, the mistletoe, hung where you can see~

[succubestie]

♬ Have a Holly Jolly Christmas - Burl Ives

WHO || Bo and Andrew Dennis-Gatewood and literally everyone else.
WHAT || Bo and Andrew got married. It's Christmas. Let's get drunk and be merry. :D
WHERE || Castle Ballroom, London
WHEN || Christmas Eve - Late Evening
HOW || Whatever's clever. Probably spammy.

To make up for the fact that a certain couple eloped the night before the Battle for Andres, Bo and Andrew decided to make sure to have a party that would certainly make up for it. There's decorations galore, including a massive Christmas Tree with plenty of room for presents in case anyone wants to exchange gifts mid-party, plenty of tasty snacks to pick at, and more booze than can probably be consumed by the people in attendance, though no doubt they'll certainly try.

Oh, and there's mistletoe everywhere. A certain succubus wouldn't be happy if there wasn't plenty of kissing going on.

Try not to have too much fun, though. You wouldn't want to be too hungover on Christmas morning, would you? Or you could just do what Bo and Andrew are going to do and sleep in til noon. ;)

Comments

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[HOW CAN ANYTHING SO CUTE SECRETLY BE EVIL, said a thousand tumblr fangirls and also Paige if anyone attempts to tell her otherwise.]

And so modest. [she can't be sarcastic, okay. just... teasing.] Does this make you the castle's robot butler?

[because surely the castle has a robot butler. it would go well with the... arthurian decor....]

[ideamachine]

Butler? [ for a moment he sounds kind of offended, but he quickly covers it up with a hospitable tone ] Well, I suppose that could be one word for it, yes.

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[DON'T BE OFFENDED, LITTLE ROBOT FRIEND.] Well, if you have a better one, I'd like to hear it. Or a name. I'm Paige.

[ideamachine]

Wheatley! Is my name.

[somepagesturn]

Where did you come from, Wheatley? [She's so enamored. Future Wheatley Stan of Europe.]

[ideamachine]

~Another world~ [ yes he says it all spookily get out ] And I mean, a manufacturing plant, before that. Probably.

[somepagesturn]

[giggle.] I guess even robots aren't immune to the Veil taking memories. Bet the science team loved that.

[ideamachine]

Nonsense! I remember everything. Clear as a bell.

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[idk if it's possible to sense motive a robot, but she got a 22, so...] Well, how would you know if you forgot something?

[ideamachine]

[ he's mostly serious ok ] Well, that's, er-- I mean--





Verrrrry tricky.

[somepagesturn]

[giggle] It's all right. I'm sure you remember all the important things.

[ideamachine]

But of course. Ran an entire facility myself once, I did.

[somepagesturn]

Aww. You must be really smart, then. [broken laughter.] I'm sure the Dragon's Hoard'll find a wonderful job for you here.

[something catches her attention and she turns slightly pink.] Oh! I think Lance is here. It was nice to meet you, Wheatley. [and off she scampers.]