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Today is December 1 2010 and it seems only yesterday that I would start the Advent of 2009. In the meantime, however, have happened quite a lot 'of things, including the escape of my inspiration. I sent an appeal to Chi l'ha visto? but she has no intention of returning. The attempt with the prize Pullizer, Witch, stand!

Advent Calendar 2010 a bad idea from the beta and my cousin's heart michiru_kaiou7 , found here .



Title: Christmas trees and children
Fandom: X (Kamui: the face of love)
Characters: Fuma / Kamui
Prompt: "Do not worry about the size your Christmas tree. In the eyes of a child are all 10 meters high. " (Larry Wilde)
Contaparole: 209
Notes: 's all a parody, those who know me, you know. Seishiro-chan is michiru_kaiou7 , but it's also my little bit.

- We have to buy tree, decorations, garlands, scented candles ... - Kamui He began entering in the small kitchen of the house once belonged to Subaru Sumeragi and now his love nest and smokes.
- should we? - Smoking staring skeptic replied his companion (of the house, because companion just would not have ever accepted) through the glasses, which put more to increase his devilish charm that clearly needed.
- You promised that we would have spent Seishiro-chan Christmas together, well, you have to decorate the house-Kamui replied calmly, almost spelling the words, because Smoke was worse than the deaf when he had to dip into their wallet.
- And the tree that got to do? We have already: you gave it to one of your followers.
Kamui stared at the bonsai fir that one of the ladies of his group's support telenovela victim had given him the year before.
- is a bonsai, Fuma! - Snapped in exasperation.
- Do not worry, in the eyes of a child all the trees are 10 meters high! - Says Monou returning to her breakfast.
- We are talking about Seishiro Sakurazuka Kamui-ruled with a firm voice.
Fuma remained with the cup in the air, Kamui stared into his eyes for a few seconds, then shrugged his shoulders - I agree, chick, we have to buy a Christmas tree!




Title: Friendship
Fandom: X
Characters: Fuma, Yuto and Seishiro
Prompt: "During the Christmas period witnessed a significant fall of taste and intelligence. mature and responsible men wear neckties made of holly leaves and drink alcoholic beverages full of fresh eggs and fresh cheese fermented milk "(PJ O'Rourke)
Contaparole:
306 Notes: Still parody, could be a missing moment zitellacce but that the clamp would not write anything like that.

Yuto Kiga, Seishiro Sakurazuka Monou and smokes used to have breakfast together Saturday morning and comment on the events of the week. For the most part was a litany of "I made this fall, I destroyed that" by CSM or "I went out Thursday with a blonde, a brunette Friday, I could kill the jester Koya, though it was Sunday and I let go "by Kiga. Sakurazuka was most reserve, did not gossip about people he killed, but he wanted to list every movement, speech or breath taken by Subaru Sumeragi during the week.
That morning was an article in the section "Uses and Society" in the local paper that caught the attention of Yuto.
- Listen to this Sei-chan!
Seishiro suppressed the urge to pierce the beautiful Armani jacket, a gift from Kanoe-san, with his arm and strap the heart from the chest - I told you not to call me that way, "said exasperated.
Yuto looked amused at these smokes and laughed.
- I said, you hear what this reporter says, quoting an American writer: "At Christmas time we see a remarkable collapse of taste and intelligence. Mature and responsible men wear neckties made of holly leaves and drink alcoholic beverages full of fresh eggs and fresh cheese fermented milk ".
- We seem to hear you, Sei-chan! - Fuma said second sipping hot coffee in the morning . Seishiro glared with only the left eye.
- Shut up, kid! And anyway, what about you two, the question is not confined only to Christmas - and rose from the table leaving a few coins to pay the bill - See you around - said he took leave with dignity.
- Salutaci so your Sumeragi, Sei-chan! - the songs, the two buddies.
Seishiro swore to himself that they was strangled with her own hands before the End of the World.

are out of the game, almost before you start, but as has often been said elsewhere, is a difficult month. I continue to write and to follow the challenge, but without the anxiety of the post newspaper.


Title: Forgetfulness
Fandom: The Sleeping Beauty (Disney)
Characters: King Stephen and Queen
Prompt: "If this year nobody is going to send me gifts for Christmas, do not worry. Just tell me where you live and I will come 'to take alone. " (Henny Youngman)
Contaparole: 195

If this year has no intention of sending me presents for Christmas, do not worry. Just tell me where you live and I will pick you own. Signed
Maleficent

King Stephen stops reading the letter by a herald and just hand it down the Queen, sitting beside the window, and this has left off the embroidery work to listen to the message just delivered. Noises coming from the great hall of the servants who are preparing the banquet for the Christmas party. Just a few days on the eve and the whole kingdom is in turmoil, the first Christmas after a century of deep sleep.
- My lovely wife, do not you, again , Forgot to ask Madame Evil? - Asks the good king.
- Oh, here's what that important thing I had to do - the queen moans, biting her lips.
King Stephen wearily threw himself on the throne - Run to the castle of Aurora and Philip - sort all'araldo - and 'them that we expect others to sleep a hundred years, if all goes well, and thank the Queen for this !
- Stefano! - Angrily blurts out the Queen - which then is not that Maleficent has toiled to invite us for Easter ...


Title: Mr. S and Christmas
Fandom:
Harry Potter Characters: Severus Snape
Prompt: "Christmas move a wand over the world, and behold, everything is softer and more beautiful" (Norman Vincent Peale)
Contaparole: 203
Notes: betata was not, possible errors Canon, HP is just a memory blurred in my mind.

just a few weeks at Christmas and, like every year, there was no room, classroom or storage room of the castle that housed the School of Witchcraft and Wizardry Hogwarts who was not decked out: wherever a blaze of lights, garlands, garlands of holly and other Christmas dementia that his colleagues were able to create moving their wands. Severus Snape passed through the halls and turn up their noses when it was clear that no badasse him, set aside some spell more annoying than others, such as armor canticchianti carols. As the head of Slytherin House, required content to celebrate his boys: only a small tree decorated with red candles and a branch of mistletoe over the door of City Hall, and only because it required the tradition. Potions classroom, his undisputed reign, then avoided any tinsel, with the maximum seriousness and sadness, because students understand that was not enough for a certain date on the calendar or a little 'magic to make the world a sweet and beautiful place: the world and hated in her capacity as guardian and teacher, it was his duty to remind them that colored lights, garlands, or worse, canticchianti armor that could not obscure the harsh reality.


Title: can not always be Christmas
Fandom:
original characters: the Spirit of Christmas a girl fan of Christmas
Prompt: "I wish I could put the Christmas spirit in a jar and can pull out every month, little by little "(Harlan Miller)
Contaparole: 326

- Hey you, get me out of here! - shouted with his deep booming voice caught the spirit of Christmas in a glass jar for cookies. He was a chubby elf, dressed in red, had two little wings of a butterfly on her back, in the twinkling of each wing falling snowflakes (which is why the jar was now dramatically filled with snow).
- Already released this month, "said tonelessly his captor, a kind girl and smiling for the most part, but with a morbid passion for Christmas.
When he had met for the first time, almost a year before, had seemed a decent man and he had trusted, but rather praised efforts to revive the Christmas spirit with family, colleagues and even passers-by rushed. Her house was a triumph of decorations and wreaths, colored lights and the music echoed in the rooms of the carols and the smell of ginger snaps. A perfect hostess, had told him of Christmas Spitiro stressing his invitation to stay for the holiday season. It was in January, when he was ready to pack up and go on vacation, he began to think that he loved her guest a bit 'too much Christmas, but there tended to and she did a bit' of extraordinary extending until Christmas Carnival. When in March saw the first swallow, he said that too failed and said goodbye to her friend, but instead of letting this go, grateful for the Christmas long three months, the numb with a cotton candy expired and locked into the jar. By now it was autumn and he was still a prisoner, he could only go out once a month, 25 days, to recreate with psychotic perennial Christmas: lights, candles, garlands and cake even in August.
- You'll come out next month - continued with a smile just reassuring the girl - And then, being gay, it is almost Christmas!


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Prompt: "Is not it strange that at Christmas something makes you so sad?" I do not know exactly what it is not something the great importance not having tried at other times. "(K. Bosher)
Contaparole:
NOT WRITTEN YET



Title: Conversations
Fandom: Original (BJD fandom)
Characters : Aida Montefrondoso and Okita Soji
Prompt: "I like the snow. While down there talking and it seems that time stands still. All are plugged into the house and drink hot chocolate." (From "Everwood" - Episode 1:09 "A father in the middle")
Contaparole: 230
Notes: Soji and Aida are my dolls and think and talk and do these things and other. Worry, I already say that I have some wheel out of place.

The house is surrounded by silence, the owner is at work, will not return before a few hours. Aida's dress system and passes a hand wearily through his hair, thinking it's cold with that suit and will have to ask Miss Haruka to change it. Soji realize until then that he climbed on the window and looks out.
- Soji, baby, do you? - Asks worried that could hurt himself.
- raining again-the kid snorts.
- I know it's tedious - Aida confirms with a smile - But now to come down there if you fall to Ms. Haruka will a shot.
- I like the snow - Japan continues ignoring the child's request to go down - While down there talking and it seems that time stands still - staring into a distant memory - but does it always rain here and I do not like the rain! - Ends crossing his arms to his chest and putting on his usual pout.
- Take a hot chocolate, do you want? - Aida offers with amusement.
- Chocolate? Yes, "exclaimed the happy little samurai and jumps with the athletic movement. Aida holds a scream of fright and lifted his eyes to heaven: the smiling face of his young friend is an excellent deterrent against scolding - when it rains you can stay at home and drink hot chocolate, Aida-san?
- Yes, darling - Aida smile signaling the start of cooking.


Title: Snow
Fandom: X (Diary of a secret)
Characters: Fuma / Kamui
Prompt: falls on the snow, / crave heat and also the stars. (Haiku anonymous)
Contaparole: 105

- Fuma-san, what are you doing?
- watch the snow fall.
- This will worsen your health.
- Never mind, I have a good nurse.
on the face and thin white Kamui appeared a fleeting smile, is so rare that smokes face a compliment, so, for once, does not insist on closing the shoji, but merely to cover it with a heavier tanzen.
- the snow falls, the stars crave heat - Monou the captain's voice is just a whisper, but it sounds like thunder in the eerie silence of the snowy mountain. Kamui sits next to him and remain in silence, watching the snow fall.


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Prompt: Snowman
Contaparole:
NOT WRITTEN YET



Title: Letterina Christmas
Fandom: Original (BJD-fandom)
Characters: Soji and Aida, I cited the same
Prompt: "Dear Santa ..."
Contaparole: 325

Soji distracted watching the TV munching on a gingerbread cookie after another. He was struck by a particular advertisement so as to draw the attention of Aida, who was practicing in the music theory in the next room.
- Aida-san, can you come now? - Called in a loud voice. Concerned
unusual for a child cry so quiet, Aida gave up what he was doing and went into the living room.
- What happens, Soji treasure?
- Who is that old man with a beard? - Said the boy pointing to the screen.
- It 's Santa Claus, silly - she replied with a smile.
- And bring presents? - Soji churches still somewhat doubtful.
- Only the good children who write a little letter full of love - ruled with severity Aida false, but immediately ran off laughing. Being born in the East and having received una'educazione military, many aspects of the modern Western world escaped the small samurai - Want to write one?
- I'm not a baby - now resented the Japanese girl - And then Santa-san will be very busy - he added brooding.
- Santa Claus has time for everyone, including older people - assured him Aida - Scriviamola with the letter, will you?

Dear Santa,
although no longer a child, I would have the same desire that I wish you esaudissi. This year anything new swords or clothes, but I'd love a little brother to play with and to practice my fencing. Aida-san is good and kind em'insegna to play the violin, Haruka-san and I buy many things and takes me around, but they are female and can not do things by the male. So this year take me a little brother, thanks! Okita Soji


Aida laughed, but said it welcomes the idea, so she wanted a baby to cherish and pamper, because Soji was a bit 'grumpy at times. Haruka, however, was not particularly enthusiastic about the request but before the eyes of one of the other and sighed - We will see ... we'll see - and went out to mail the letters to Santa Claus.