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Christmas Party! Millitimed Vaguely to "Sometime Around Christmas"

Anne and Amy have been very very busy over the last week or so, transforming their usually simple white room into the perfect place for a Christmas party.

There are garlands of holly and balsam strung around the room, leading away from the wreath between the windows (and there's a grumpy looking crow, perched in the middle of the wreath, trying to figure out how to get the red ribbon from around his neck). A Christmas tree, candles ablaze, stands in one corner, with presents tucked under its branches.

Welcome, dear friend, to Anne and Amy's Christmas party.

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Helen takes the package. "Oooo...I can't wait to see what it is!" She tells Amy.

Were Amy to open her package, she would find gold Necklace bearing a small, gold Pegasus Charm.
On the front of the handmade card, Helen has drawn a candle wreath. Amy—I thought you might enjoy this! Happy Holidays! ~Helen

Helen grins. "So how have you been? It's been too long!"

"I'm very well. It's Christmas after all, and I'm surround by good friends."

Her grin is pure mischief. "I'm also terribly impatient," she says, laughing. "Shall we open them?"

Helen laughs. "Yes, yes we should open them!"

She takes hold of her gift and looks to Amy. "Should we both go at them at once then?"

"On the count of three?" Amy suggests, laughing.

"One . . ."

Helen laughs too as she says, "Two..."

She poises her hands on the wrapping of the gift.

"Three!"

And amid peals of giggles, the wrapping paper meets its demise.

"Oh, Helen, it's beautiful!"

Helen also giggles happily as she tears open the wrapping paper. "Oh wow, Amy!" Helen admires the pillow, beaming.

"I do hope it matches your things. The color made me think of you."

Amy puts the necklace around her neck and beams. "How does it look?"

"Thank you Amy. It will look wonderful in the appartment!" She beams at the necklace. "It looks spectacular on you, Amy!"

"Merry Christmas, Helen. I am so glad you could come to the party. Are you bringing your boys along?"

Helen shakes her head. "Unfortunately, no. I haven't seen them in a while, so I assume they're having a quiet holiday." She grins and hugs the pillow.

"Quiet holidays are very nice, but I must confess that I quite like parties."

Which is very obvious, if you look around the room.

Helen laughs. "I do too, but, I'm afraid the boys are not big party-goers." She laughs, taking in her surroundings. "The decorations are wonderful, Amy!" She grins.

"Thank you. We've had a great deal of fun making them, and trying to keep Mr. Pemberthy and Simon Perryvall from pulling them back apart."

The squirrels, who had been creeping toward the tree again, look guilty and come back over to skitter around Amy's feet.

"Peter Aurelious is above it all, I think." She turns to look at the crow.

"Have you met the squirrels, Helen?"

They chatter a bit and hop closer. They're terrible, really, and will do just about anything for scritches and food.

Helen laughs. "I can imagine." She looks to the squirrels. "Oh, no, I do not think I have." She crouches down, and holds her hand out. "Hello, there." She grins.

They hop closer, and will, given the slightest bit of encouragement, hop right onto Helen.

"The grey one is Simon Perryvall, and the red is Mr. Pemberthy. Pet them or feed them and they're your friends for life, I'm afraid."

Amy's tone is very fond. She's rather proud of the squirrels. Most of the time.

Helen gently pets both squirrels, one with each hand.

"They're adorable, Amy!" she says, warmly, as she grins brightly.

"And they know it. Spoiled rotten, the both of them. But adorable. The crow, over in the wreath, is Peter Aurelious. He's not quite as friendly, I'm afraid."

Helen laughs. "Like my girls. Nala and Elena. They're so spoiled, but so sweet." She eyes the crow. "So I can tell." She grins.

"Once you get to know him, he's charming," says Amy, loyally. "He tries to look after me, you know."

Helen grins a bit more. "I'm sure he is," she says, sincerely. "I guess pets tend to be much like people in that way, yes?"

"I think they do. Although the squirrels are pretty good at charming complete strangers."

Helen laughs again. "As do Nala and Elena, though Nala is far more friendly." She giggles.

"It's a useful talent, for cute little critters," says Amy, laughing.

"I should let you go mingle and have cookies and hang things on the tree," says Amy.

Helen grins. "Yes, it is." Giving the squirrels one final pet each, Helen stands and beams at Amy. "I think I shall. Thank you so much for throwing this party!"

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