→ i don't want a lot for christmas, there is just one thing i need

[creatio]

CHARACTERS: Barbie House Residents & You.
LOCATIONS: That pink little number where superpowered girls live.
WARNINGS: None in post, please let me know if I need to change that.
SUMMARY: Ugly sweater party time.

( If you know Kimberly and Clary at all, then you'll know there's been a festive treat in the works for a while. People will have received their personally designed invitations during the week, but neither of them have been shy in mentioning the party while wandering the city laden with shopping bags. The house is suitably decorated - enough mistletoe to potentially be a biohazard - but with a little help from the world's best ( and most stylish ) warlock Magnus Bane, it's definitely looking the part. And if it's a little small, well outside is covered in lights too, an army of space heaters dotted in their garden to make things as cosy as possible.

There's multiple flavours of punch, though be wary of the one that smells overwhelmingly of gingerbread, someone was a little heavy handed with the liquer. If that doesn't float your boat then the living room table is laid out with different drinks and snacks, some more festive than others. Eat, drink, be merry. And if you hear Blue Christmas at any point in their festive playlist, please track down Baby and give him a hug ( or a drink ... or one of those sprigs of mistletoe. )

The only rule ( and it's definitely a rule ) wear a Christmas sweater or suffer the wrath of women scorned. Though maybe not something with tassles or baubles, Simba might be after them. )

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[risers]

[ he merely blinks. at least she's got that out of her system, and to someone who won't go running to clary or jace and spin it into a bigger web than what it is. clary's annoying. jace is at fault. alec doesn't care enough to act on it. ]

Yeah.

[ alec's face doesn't change one bit. is the sky blue? yeah. are you tall? yeah. it's almost like he's not going to break his sort-of friend's heart. ]

Do you know where he is?

[recoined]

( bless him. the lack of reaction is a good thing, in her opinion. it means she doesn't have to explain further just why jace gets to do fuckall he wants in a house he doesn't even live in. technically, anyway. )

Pretty sure he's hiding in the bathroom. He likes the tub.

( which is a bit annoying, in her opinion. cleaning cat hair out of the tub is not the thing she wants to do before taking a bubble bath. )

[risers]

[ easy. mission completed. now, he needs to try and ensure that that cat actually likes him, which is another mission in itself. ]

[ he almost looks relieved at the idea he can escape this party. the christmas sweaters are a nice touch, but alec prefers work over play. given there's no demons to fight and thus pull him from letting people entertain him, he's been balancing precariously on the edge of being uncomfortable. and that's something he doesn't want clary to find out. she'll take it to heart, and probably cry. ]

[ alec's about to walk away before he remembers his manners. ] Thanks. [ there's a pause. ] Don't tell Clary.