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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[hititwithacrowbar]

Jason found a lot of Bruce in Ciel, and honestly, he didn't want the kid growing up to be like his adopted father. Ciel had chances to be much more and much better, plus, Jason considered himself alone these days, even with Grayson around, he had never been the best to his older brother.

"I'm good at carrying the load, don't worry about me." He chuckled, as an idle though of 'what else would it go to? his drinking?' He knew he needed to cut back, so it helped. Though he would be irked if he missed the kids birthday.

"I'll bring a bottle next time, it's like the taste of childhood, at least for me. My mom used to keep it around before she got sick." Though his lips quirked into a smile seeing Ciel's reaction. "So, is that a good look or bad?"

[sweetlies]

That wouldn't do. They'd have to drag Jason over to visit more often, make sure he wasn't alone or miserable. Ciel knew that life, he'd made an effort to more or less isolate himself since he returned from the cult. He didn't really want that for other people.

"You're a friend. It goes without saying that I'll worry." And he will. Undertaker might as well though he couldn't say if it was for his own fondness or for Ciel's sake.

The gun, he couldn't help looking over again, fingers lightly running over it before picking it up and testing the weight. It felt right, a good weight for him.

"Good look. This..." Can't have been cheap.

[hititwithacrowbar]

Part of it was because he couldn't fully let go of his vigilante life, Red Hood wasn't needed here at all. Not with the Avengers and the guard and everything else, and yet he still found himself sitting alone on rooftops at stupid late hours hoping to at least stomp a mugger into the ground. He probably did need to visit his friends more.

"Can't blame me for trying. " He spoke in an amused tone looking at the younger and enjoying the reaction. This was something he lacked with his family. "Is for you, and so is this." He pulled out a cute shaped keychain. "This, is a stungun, made to look adorable so no one will question it. Someone messes you and you flip this bit here." he shifted it. "and hit this and you'll shock the living shit out of any attacker. These are a little more legal than the gun." He spoke as he sat the keychain down in the box.

The gun hadn't been cheap at all, but he'd collected some gambling debts.

[sweetlies]

Ciel would agree that Jason needed to visit friends more. It was like him, but he was young and small, it was easier for him to let go of his duty as the Watchdog now.

The gun really was a marvel, it would take him a little work to get used to but he was a good shot with any other gun, good enough to nearly beat his aunt in a game of hunting. The stungun got a curious look though, and a soft laugh.

"Nobody would take me seriously with that." Although, he supposed that was the point, wasn't it?

[hititwithacrowbar]

Unfortunely with the weeks coming up he would not visit nearly as much, between getting the flu and obsessing on a murder case, but he would do better after things hit the fan.

The new gun was lighter but also more powerful. Jason wanted to make sure his friend would be safe. Which is why he didn't move him straight up to hand-canons quite like he used. Jason grinned a little. "That's the point Ciel. No one will expect you to be a threat with it until you stun them. And trust me its helpful." So. Yes he still held it out.