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Because this idea wouldn't go away, and I at least wanted to write a few scenes for it. (My ideas-provider buddy wants something involving llamas, but I haven't figured out how that's supposed to happen.)
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After Halloween, Merasmus stormed off in a sulk, leaving behind a gaping hell-mouth nobody could figure out how to close. Not the type of people to leave a pit to the very bowels of the earth lying around unexploited, the team dug a trench from the lake and filled it with water.  In no time at all they had themselves a swank hot springs that they would lounge in at every opportunity. After a while, it seemed that not a night would go by without most or all of the classes seated in or around the water, sharing drinks and stories.

"Y'know what this reminds me of?" Soldier knocked back the rest of his beer and leaned back, his arms pillowing his head. "That time Doc and I were trying out a sauna and in walks, of all people, Saint 'Father Christmas' Nicholas himself--"

Scout groaned. "Aw, c'mon, Solly, not dat cock and bull story again."

"It iz not cock," Medic interjected before Soldier could start a fight. "I can personally vouch zat everything Soldier has told you about what happened in Europe after ze war--after ve started traveling togezzah, anyway--is completely true."

Scout remained skeptical, though his doubt wavered now that Medic was backing up Soldier's claims. "But Santa? Really? C'mon, even I've stopped believing in dat years ago."

"You saw Australian Santa murdered wiz your own eyes and yet you are skeptical about ze genuine article?" Medic closed his eyes in remembrance. "Granted, he may not have been Sinterklaas--"

"Of course he was the genuine article!" Soldier exclaimed, slapping the water so hard it splashed everyone else sitting near him. "Who else would have such an epic beard? Or that package! You'd have to have serious Pals With Jesus points to have equipment like that!"

Engineer covered his ears. "Dagnabbit, Solly, I didn't need ta hear about how well hung ya think Santy is!"

"How do you think I feel? I saw The Area with my own eyes, and I didn't know what do to! Obviously it was rude to stare, but how was I supposed to look away from it?"

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cortisolo
Nov. 12th, 2012 10:25 pm (UTC)
Sauna Claus trumps llama (and alp alpacas) in so many ways, though!

(Also, uh, hi. ...after all that "how do we balance DW and LJ" talk, I remembered I have a Fic LJ for crossposting and commenting. Derp.)
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