Amy (
kitchen_maid) wrote2005-12-13 11:22 pm
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.
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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"Thank you very much. I assure you I labored over it for hours and hours," she laughs, "Well, perhaps not hours, but I did have some difficulty keeping my father from eating it. I think I shall follow Amy's suggestion and make him another when I get home, or I shall never hear the end of it."
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She sips her punch.
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It's 1881 talk for "say what?"
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She shrugs, "Obviously, the plan had its flaws, such as being entirely ridiculous, but it was, I think, a good plan nonetheless."
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Phil has probably never heard Gil really and truly laugh before.
She has now.
"Simon Perryvall was going to explain how a cake vanished from a Bolingbroke kitchen?"
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"No no. You see, I was going to claim that I had been ambushed by said squirrely rascal while I was carrying the cake, thus being forced to drop it and run. And then I could have either of the two little fellows with me as proof of their involvement in the cake-losing fiasco!"
She laughs again at this. It sounds even more ridiculous now than it did when they first thought of it.
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"And was the squirrel to confess, or was he just going to be presented, compete with a little bandana over his face as evidence of their being a cake-losing squirrel ring in Bolingbroke?"