A celebration of family, eh?

[sweetlies]

who: Ciel Phantomhive, Undertaker, Vincent Phantomhive, those invited to spend the holiday
what: Celebrating Hygge with cocoa by the fire
when: Second day (and on? maybe?)
where: Phantomhive/Undertaker house
warnings: None

He'd spent a late day in the store the day before, having several Bitter Rabbits customized to share at least a passing similarity to their recipients. And when they'd been finished, he carefully wrote out notes for each, boxed them, and set them out to be delivered the next morning. Two of them, he packed up to take home with him, to give to their new owners personally. They were in an unmarked box at least, easily covered up as something for work that he didn't want to leave.

He hoped the invitations would be accepted. At least in their own home, his father and Undertaker seemed at least a bit excited for Hygge. Even if it was something unique to this world.

Ciel also made sure the had plenty of ingredients for cocoa and plenty of marshmallows for it. His sweet tooth demanded as much. Anything else he was sure would be asked for. A shop wasn't too far away that they couldn't get anything needed or wanted. Or so he hoped.

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[supersweet]

Yeah, that's kinda why my mom never learned.

[ Good luck getting Lois to do something the world considered "womanly". Lois marches to her own beat. ]

That's cool. I'm glad he's around. Got any special plans?

[sweetlies]

Really?

[That was was a little surprising. Then again, times were very different in his time. He was sure his Aunt Francis and Elizabeth knew how to sew, even with being skill swordsmen.]

No, this was mostly it. Spending time with everyone, Undertaker made cocoa and we have some treats.

[supersweet]

My mom's strong in different ways.

[ His father taught him that. ]

I wonder if anyone's gonna have a Christmas party. That'd be nice.

[sweetlies]

That's good at least.

[She'd remind him of his aunt a little. Probably.]

I'm sure they will. There seem to be a lot of people here that celebrate the same holidays.

[supersweet]

Yeah. This place likes it when people come together. It's nice that way.

[ A little strange to Jon sometimes, but nice. ]

[sweetlies]

It really seems like it. I suppose it's also to help us all adjust to life here.

[It was his best explanation. And then he let out a little laugh.] So many celebrations though, I'm barely rested after one when another starts.

[supersweet]

But they're all pretty fun! And it's cool that they have a place like this for everyone and try to help them feel included. I mean, even if there's a festival you can't get into, there's usually all kinds of stuff going on.

[ Even for Jon. ]

[sweetlies]

That's true. And it's a good way to meet new people at least. It also gives me a few ideas for Funtom sometimes, and I could never turn down inspiration.

[He really wishes he'd had a better idea for Jon's Bitter Rabbit.]

[supersweet]

Like what? What're you gonna do?

[sweetlies]

I had the idea for a cafe, selling coffees and teas and cocoa, some pastries.

[It was a little idea, admitted inspired by one of his housemates.]

[supersweet]

[ Hm. ]

Do you even go to school, Ciel?

[sweetlies]

[Haha.

School.]

I don't, actually. They offered me placement in the university but I preferred to work on getting Funtom established here instead. I had my fill of school when I attended Weston College.