Christmas tiiiime

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Who: Bioshock Family House! (and friends)
What: ITS CHRISTMAS! And they're going to be civil to each other dagnabbit
When: Christmas?
Where: The Bioshocker House!
Summary: Everyone is happy! Food! Presents! Puppies? Proposals! WAIT WAHT?!
Rating: P for words starting with P.

Tree? Check. It's pathetic and almost half the pine-needles are missing from getting dragged into the house.

Ornaments? Check.

Christmas dinner? Well...there's food, at least! Robert and Booker might have raided the supermarket for all the microwaveable and appropriate foods to have for Christmas. There's microwaved chicken, microwaved mashed potatoes, microwaved green beans that are really soggy and smell funny, microwaved rolls, and microwaved ham. Because there should be variety, damnit. There's also a pie sitting in the microwave, waiting. And vanilla ice cream.

Booker wouldn't call it a feast or anything but it's not like there's absolutely nothing to be seen.

They haven't gone all out or anything for the first Christmas they're spending together, nobody here really has the Christmas spirit to do it. Either the Luteces don't remember how to do Christmas or they just don't care - the latter is more likely and Booker hasn't done Christmas in decades so it feels off to even find a tree. Booker doesn't know if Elizabeth ever got to celebrate the holiday in her tower but as far as he's concerned this should be good enough.

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Booker manages not to laugh at the sight the puppy tumbling over himself.

"Might wanna do that...they teeth. He's gonna be eating a lot of shoes if he doesn't have some bones or somethin' to occupy himself with."

He's speaking from experience and is suddenly getting the idea that he might be playing a bigger part in helping with the dog than he thought he would.

Strangely enough he...doesn't mind that much.

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"Aw..." Elizabeth frowned and picked up Nemo, the puppy still very intent on killing his ribbon despite the intention of cuddle time. Elizabeth was at least familiar with the concept of teething, and felt bad that Nemo was going to go through it.

"Well what if I got him some shoes? Do you think he'd like shoes better?" Why not? There were so many hideous ones at the clothing shop.

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"Might. What's gonna happen when he starts eating yours though?"

Being able to actually answer questions and be helpful? Was a lot better than he thought it would be.

[tearmeanewone]

"...oh I guess I'll have taught him that eating shoes is alright, if I get him his own shoes to eat," she laughed awkwardly as Nemo tried to lick her face and keep the ribbon in his mouth at the same time. "Then I guess a bone it is."

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Alright, he couldn't not smile at that. Puppies - no, dogs - were just ridiculous on their own and he'd kind of forgotten how easy it was to be amused at their antics.

"It'll do the job."

"We should stop by the library sometime and get you some books for him if we can find any."

It doesn't really occur to him that he said we instead of I.