→ 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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[gr8muppetyodin]

[ Buffy sucked in a breath to say something, but thought better or it. Or at least paused to find words that didn't insinuate anything she wasn't going to be able to explain without embarrassment. ]

Sorry, but I'm not standing in the middle of the living room all Christmas. You're just going to have to make do with the tree. [ She picked up his cup and filled it without asking. Now that she was standing near the drinks table it did kind of feel like she was supposed to be working.

That, and if he was going to take out every snowman in the city he could at least blame it on being drunk and not just being a Scrooge. ] I like your sweater. Very angry teen. And hey, there's even a little colour. I might faint from shock.

[obdurates]

Probably for the best. [ The words came out quietly; amusement evident in them. His body language shifted to that of nonchalance ] You can't be a tree without an angel on top. [ Some wisdom no doubt existed in the idea of treading a line very carefully. It wasn't given too much thought, though. He had already picked up his refreshed cup and taken a long drink from it. Having any kind of holiday away from the institute felt strange; that and before it all, Valentine hadn't exactly been big on gift giving.

Glancing down at his sweater, Jace felt his lips tugging into a grin. ] I didn't really get to go through my rebellious teen phase. This seems like a step in the right direction. [ Idly, he had already began to pull at the garment, making a face ] Main drawback being that it's not leather.

[gr8muppetyodin]

[ Having any kind of holiday without expecting some kind of monster uprising was new. Not to mention it was the first one without her mom. Without her friends. Buffy's smile faltered and she cleared her throat as she topped up her own cup despite not having had much.

She just needed something to do before she was the one that needed the angry teen sweater. Or rather the sad, emo teen sweater. ] Pretty sure my halo slipped off a while back.

[ But there was a slight smirk as she glanced at him. For once she was sticking with keeping her mouth shut because a very different visual image had popped into her mind. ] Now you just need some streaks through your hair. Maybe a few piercings. Eyeliner. That's why I always went for leather pants and not a leather jacket. You can still wear the pants even when you have that sweater on.