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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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Logan grins. "You can thank Trina for that one. It's not really Christmas without champagne, you know."

It hits him then, that this was his mom's drink, the one she served at every Christmas party ever, the one he used to sneak up to his room and share with Lilly and sometimes Veronica and Duncan.

He peers into his drink as if it holds an answer. "I'm glad Wallace got back," he says quietly.

"Yeah," she says, with a quiet smile. "I remember."

'Tis the season for nostalgia, it seems.

"I didn't get you anything. Yet."

As long as they avoid nostalgizing about last Christmas, Logan will be fine.

Surprised, though. One eyebrow goes up. "I didn't expect you to," he says quietly.

Unspoken is I didn't expect you to think of me.

She shrugs. "Haven't had time for coal shopping yet."

"I hear you can buy that online now," he says, grinning. "I was going to pick up a whip for you, but then I heard Lilly already had one. I don't want to be passe."

Veronica's jaw drops.

"What. What?! Are you kidding me? Lilly got --"

Logan smirks. "Don't know if she got to keep it," he says. "But she totally got to use Indiana Jones's whip. So you're not getting one."

Veronica doesn't say anything for a moment. She may very well be dead from fangirl envy.

"Well.

"Damn."

Logan is pleased. He has made Veronica Mars speechless.

It's not his preferred method, but he'll take what he can get.

"Pretty much," he says. "So, have you seen Weevil since he showed up here?"

"Weevil showed up? Seriously?"

Logan nods. "Almost got him put in the cells," he says, pleased. "But good sense prevailed, and no one hit anyone else."

"Aww. It's almost like you're all grown up, Logan!"

She pats him on the head.

Logan wrinkles his nose. "I certainly don't need to spend any more time in a cell," he points out. "Weevil probably doesn't either, given his track record. We'll take it outside the next time we need to blow off steam."

Is it wrong that he's wondering if he can manipulate her under the miseltoe?

Probably. He's still wondering.

Unless the spike in her punch was some more GHB, that's going to have to be some very smooth manipulating.

Veronica crosses her arms. "Yeah? Heard you kept it inside when you fought the other day."

Possibly smoother than a baby's ass, with that sort of a lead in. A boy can hope, can't he?

Logan rolls his eyes. "And?"

Eyebrows raised, "I'm just saying."

She goes back to sipping the drink.

"You'll notice I didn't even get a suspension?" he says, and he's pleased about that, too.

"And who'd you have to sleep with to make that happen?"

Logan appears offended. "I think you're underestimating my charm," he says. "And my power. I own that school."

Even now.

She makes a face.

"Sexual favours for Van Clemmons himself? Gross."

Logan rolls his eyes. "Since Moorehead's out of power, I don't have a lot of options, do I?"

He can't help but snicker at the ex-principal's name, though.

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