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[Let's pretend this arrived only a few days after Espio's arrival, and not just now because some people have kind of fallen behind and hiatused.

But regardless of that, there will be a package that arrives on Espio's doorstep, wrapped in simple paper. Inside of it are a pair of knit mittens, a scarf, and a hat, as well as a note.]

Before you 2ay anythiing 2tupiid along the liine2 of bluh bluh you're a 2tranger you don't have to giive me anythiing.
Fuck you.
II already know that.

But anyway2, there'2 goiing to be a lot of 2now comiing up 2oon 2o maybe thii2 wiill help.

-Xanthou2

[By now Xanthous has learned there's basically nobody in the Meadous who knows how to just accept a practical gift. Why is everyone this way, he will never know.]

[Well, this is clearly a troll. A troll, a total stranger, and an actually thoughtful gift even if Espio doesn't see it as particularly useful. The grumpy note is kind of funny, too.

Espio can't exactly not respond, but he has to admit that the pre-emptive complaints nail his complaints exactly.]

Thanks for the welcome gift. I could complain about getting undeserved gifts for no reason, but it sounds like you had enough of that.

I am not looking forward to snow.

- EtC

Edited 2017-12-22 01:02 (UTC)

[Espio gets a drawing in his mailbox on the night of Christmas Eve. It's a drawing of him, with a somewhat grumpy expression on his face, while a Kecleon is perched on his head looking very happy about it. The Kecleon's color scheme is actually based somewhat on his own. Eliza has signed it and added "Merry Christmas!"]

[Why does he look so grumpy? ...well... okay, so he kind of is a bit grumpy at times, but...]

Thanks for the drawing, I put it in my journal for safekeeping. I guess this is what a Kecleon looks like?

EtC

[Well, it's for contrast, you know? It's cuter when one is grumpy and one is cheerful!]

Yeah. Their natural color is actually green, but I thought this would match you better!

-Eliza

[Early Christmas morning Espio will find a dead goose at his front door. A big one. It is so very dead.

At least she's bothered to leave a note this time? Though all it says is Joyeux Noël and her name underneath....

Merry Christmas, Espio! Goose is traditional in France.]

[This is new - Espio has never had dead things appear on his doorstep before. Fortunately, he doesn't have much time to be horrified, as the mystery is swiftly solved by the note. And, well, this is actually a good gift? Espio can't say he expected anything from Renart...

Now, how does gratitude work again?]

That was unexpected. Thanks!

One day I might have to cook you dinner.

EtC

[In her opinion, a free meal is an excellent gift, and while Espio isn't human he obviously has the whole cooking thing down. So an unbutchered goose shouldn't be a big deal to him!

She assumes. She's glad he appreciates it, anyways.]

You're welcome.

I would love a meal, sometime. Even with all the food here I still don't cook.

[On the 25th, Espio will find a large package left on his stoop, tied up in brown paper and string. There is also a note.]

For your collection.

- Monty

[Inside are two gem-shaped pillows in bright, emerald green.]

[Oooh dear. Good job on being accidentally insensitive, Monty, Espio just cringed. Let's not think about collecting things that, when collected, caused his reality to implode.

Not that he actually told Monty that. And to be fair, these are just cushions. Espio decides not to mention said accidental insensitivity, and instead opts for a simple but brief:]

Thank you.

[Merry Christmas, Espio! On the 25th a pile of various dead animals will be left on his doorstep.

What? He asked for meat for curry night. This totally counts.]

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Early December 25th

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gift delivery; 12/25

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