→ 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]

[ while he may wear reindeer antlers on his head, alec's dressed as casually as a mundane, save for the possible christmas colour of his shirt. wearing red is festive, isn't it? he lacks the ugly sweater (a purposeful decision of his own, since seeing clary fray all fired up is kind of amusing, even if it is exasperating), but what he doesn't have he makes up for with his friend. in his arms is simba, paws digging into the fabric of his shoulder. ]

[ there is also a post-it with a bauble drawn on it slapped against his chest where simba can't play with it. the post it is thanks to none other than clarissa fairchild. ]

[ alec is currently trying to hide from clary, even though he acts as normal as ever. ]

Hey. [ a big dopey grin crosses his face. the car shifts, but doesn't so much as move to break free. ] Nice job on the decor. Almost distracts from the ugly sweaters.

[coyandcryptic]

[The gingerbread monstrosity has been toned down to Magnus's preference with a little judicious magic, but it's still strong, and this is his second cup, so when he hears Alec he doesn't think of how complicated things are with them, or whether he should be keeping his distance like this or not. He turns and beams, and then in the same beat he frowns at Alec's complete lack of an ugly sweater.]

Alexander, this party has a dress code. How did you make it past the bouncer?

[Meanwhile he'll be petting Simba, they're already best friends through bribery of a bowl of cream earlier in the day when he'd been decorating and hadn't needed cats getting under his feet after the first time.]

[risers]

[ alec shrugs. ] Taller than the bouncer. [ thus, it's easier to be unseen ... even though, technically, it's the opposite. no rune magic has been used to enter the premises. alec even walked through the front door! ]

[ it's almost like the christmas cheer has infected him. alec doesn't grimace at the christmas music, nor goes he so much as double-take magnus' sweater. if he's been drinking, he remains as tall as the tree he'd been moulded to resemble. he doesn't teeter, and his ability to walk in a straight line is affected by the furniture in the room. it's almost like alec's happy. ]

[ he'd move his hand to touch his antlers, but simba remains in his arms, content with the attention he's earning. instead, alec opts to glance up, the action useless given the antlers aren't floating above him. ] I have antlers. That's a lot more than what other people here have. Doesn't that count?

[coyandcryptic]

[Magnus rolls his eyes good-naturedly, taller than the bouncer indeed, his giraffe is taller than everyone, but seeing Alec teasing and so at-ease like this makes a little glow start in Magnus's chest. Seeing Alec relaxed and happy remains one of the heights of Magnus's life...except he isn't supposed to think like that anymore.

He heaves an overdramatic sigh and reaches up to minutely adjust the antlers, even though they don't need it. It's tempting to make them light up, but they're perfect just the way they are. Ugh, Alec is perfect just the way he is and everything is terrible fine.]

Oh, I suppose that has to count for something. And Simba has given his approval, gracing you with his presence like this.

[risers]

[ if it wasn't for simba reaching out a paw toward magnus — or perhaps something on magnus' sweater — alec may have felt like he was stuck in a permanent temporal stasis. this city has remained at a purposeful arm's length from alec. it doesn't surprise him that it takes magnus (and izzy's short stint during his arrival included) to make him reconsider keeping those walls thick and heavy. ]

Yeah. [ he glances down at simba, who's purring a little loudly in his arms. with a dopey grin, ] Simba finally knows who the best Shadowhunter is. Clary thinks dressing him up in outfits is cute.

[ magnus most likely agrees with clary, but it's a different sort of thing if magnus did it. ]