/puts on the Twisted Sister Christmas Album [OPEN/CLOSED]

[astonishing_xmods]

WHO: Everyone on campus!
WHAT: Holiday goingons
WHERE: The Institute
WHEN: Threads can be set at any time this week.
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The entire campus is decorated for the holidays in red greens and silvers. It seems just about every major winter holiday is represented in some way. In the main lobby, there's an absolutely gigantic tree done up in a brilliant light display, with Emma Frost's touch added to the star. She's probably off somewhere enjoying a spot of cocoa with her old comrades, even. But really this wasn't so much for the Institute itself, but for all of its students. The ones that had no other home to return to....

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[the_prodigal_son]

Jack closed the window up and set about searching through the mess on his desk instead. "I got you a present too, it's... somewhere..."

Over the last few months Jack's room had gone from perfectly clean and nondescript to a nest of random objects all just sort of thrown where they might not get broken.. hopefully. Most of it was at least out of the way, being under his bed or his desk, or on top of his desk. Because he wasn't being messy, per say, he was being a pack rat.

Jack finally found the box he'd wrapped in penguins and tossed it over to Beast Boy, "It's a... traditional gift. Apparently. Amelia said so."

[tofudog]

"Hmmm," he said, catching the gift, "traditional?"

He shook it gently, then sniffed it before holding it up to his ear and shaking it again. Stumped, he tore the paper off messily and opened the box. His eyebrows quirked as he tried to figure out what he was seeing. It wasn't until he pulled it out and read it that he dissolved in a killer gigglefit.

Thanks Jack, thanks Amelia. It looked like he may never be the same again. Perfect gift: 10/10.

[the_prodigal_son]

He quirked a brow; out of all reactions, he wasn't quite expecting unable-to-breathe levels of laughter. Maybe that was how Beast Boy reacted to cute things.

Maybe Fontaine never bothered to add STDs into Jack's knowledge of the world.

"So... you like it?" He had no idea.

[tofudog]

"Yeah!" he managed, between giggles. "Way to spread Christmas cheer! My smile's gonna be contagious all day after this!"

Was he laying it on too thick? He may as well, since it was the only laying he was going to get with herpes.

"It's perfect, dude. Something no one else has ever given me."