It's Christmas!

[alderwood]

Characters: Baby turtles and you!
Date: December 25/26/27!
Location: All over Keeliai!
Situation: The baby turtles are hatching, and Christmas spirit comes with them!
Warnings/Rating: Please include warnings in comment subject lines, otherwise have at!

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[werethatgood]

[ Cassie laughs as she scrambles up the shell, because the idea is just ludicrous. She gets her exercise, all right? It's just... like nothing else, being in touch with the turtle all the time, and knowing she can trust him in a way she really hasn't thought of trusting her motions to another being. Yes, she's ridden on the shoulder of fliers, knowing that if they dropped her, she might be in trouble. This was just... different. Or maybe the baby turtle was different. ]

No, sir! [ She grins at her dad. ] But I'd like a hand down, later!

[ Because coming down is always trickier than climbing up, right? Especially when there's snow and ice involved. ]

You need anything?

[ She sprawled on the turtle's back, making herself comfortable and just a little smaller, to make it easier for him. Not enough for most people to notice, but. ]

[langsyne]

[He looks up, shading his eyes a little against the midday sun. If she weren't on the back of a giant turtle, bundled up in winter clothing, Scott would swear he was looking at some princess shrouded in sunlight and headed off to war. As it is, she is on a turtle, but maybe it's just some twisted version of one of those fairy tale stories he used to read to her all the time when she was younger.

'On the back of a turtle' does have a nice ring to it anyway.]

I need something that'll magically turn me back into a 20 year old again, but since I don't think they've got any of that here, whatever passes for a burger here will do.

[As if on cue, his stomach gives a nice loud rumble. Good to know some things still haven't changed.]

But let's go then. I'll even be nice and let you two lead the way.

[werethatgood]

[ Cassie wrinkles her nose, even if her tone is light. ]

Yeah, but twenty years younger means you wouldn't know me. And that is a state of things that I have objections to.

That way!

[ Obediently, and with amusement at his 'daddy,' the turtle starts moving in the direction she pointed. ]

Once we reach the intersection, it'll be a matter of simply following our noses, anyway!