"Huh." Bella props her scepter in her lap, pats her pocket to make sure the cordial is safe there, and sets about sugaring a cup of tea for herself. "Well, I approve very much of Father Christmas, I wonder why he doesn't come around like that on Earth?"
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Date: 2014-06-23 12:33 am (UTC)