✈ fifth snowy flight ❄ — video (both courts)

[winterwork]

[The locket seems to be set up on a counter in a bedroom in the Station. To the side of the screen, there appears to be a small miniature ice sculpture of a pine tree, sparkling from the glow of the fireplace in the far background. Jack makes final adjustments in angling the locket just right to show off his crystal art project as well as his own smirking face.]

Alright, there's a whole ton of you out there that are either old and ancient or from some weird world that never got to know the cool Earth holidays, so lucky you — I'm here to provide you with a little Q&A on what Christmas is.

It doesn’t make any sense. It’s Father Christmas’s birthday but … not his birthday, too? Why is he giving out gifts for some other guy? [ OH, LOOK, one confused Viking is sitting on the bed. Hiccup gestures animatedly. ] Jack, your gods aren’t making any sense, even Loki’s more organised than this.

[The winter spirit rolls his eyes, waving a hand to hush the man behind him, keeping his attention on the locket instead of addressing him.]

The point is: you set up a ton of colorful lights around, you toss up a big tree to get sap all over your fingers, and then you find presents underneath it on the morning of the 25th. [That’s about the gist of it, right?] Look, I’m not big on bribing kids with gifts, but it does get people slacking off from all that serious crap so they can run outside and make a snowman or something. Gotta give it props for that.

So, basically, it’s Snoggletog without Thor. [ Flatly voiced from the peanut gallery. ] Boy, does that sound like a hoot.

No, no. [He finally turns his back to face Hiccup, shaking a pointed finger at him.] Don’t compare it to your aggressive “missing toes” Viking catastrophe of a holiday. [Turning back to the locket:] Just to be clear — mistletoe, that little plant that’s hung up everywhere on ceilings during the month, means you kiss the person you’re caught under it with — it’s not for punching them, as some people believe.

[ Wow, Hiccup’s just going to fold his arms right now. So rude. ]

I could always dredge up the will to punch you, if you’re getting tired of hanging out under mistletoe and suffering the other option.

[ No, he couldn’t. But he can say he might!! ]

Uh huh, sure. [With a momentary deadpan expression, Jack finally just shrugs with a sigh.] Anyway, I know the guy who hands out the presents, been in his secret lair in the North Pole and everything, so if you want to know more about elves — the small critter-like ones who don’t actually wrap the presents — or yetis, caroling and eggnog, whatever, I can fill in all the blanks for you.

[A pause before he adds:] Just do me a favor, be a pal, and run out to play in the snow for a bit, got it?

Excuse you, I am known for my incredibly artistic Snow Furies, Jack. Just because I don’t go prancing around yelling about how great winter is doesn’t mean I don’t know how to have fun.

First of all, I was talking to them, not you. Second, winter is great and I don’t think you understand how—

I’m Jack Frost, I can’t help kissing aaaall the snowflakes because I’m in love with them—

[The bickering continues for however long. Interruptions for questions would be more than welcome at this point.]

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video.

[munies]

[ ... at least it makes her smile a bit ]

Well, I wouldn't want to give anyone a reason to question my masculinity...

video.

[smithwork]

Obviously yours is raging out of control. I'm sure you'll have no problem saving face in front of weirdos with a kink for snow.

[munies]

Luckily, Mr. Frost here is the first person I've ever met with that sort of kink. [ meanwhile she's only pretty sure she knows what the word "kink" means woops ] It doesn't snow, where I'm from. The snow inside at the feast was the first time I've ever even seen it. Which was a little confusing, but I think I got through it okay.

[smithwork]

Really? You can take all the winter months from my home on Berk, I'd not protest an exchange for a longer summer.

[munies]

I wouldn't be able to make that exchange with a clear conscious - there's, uh, solar flares in my world? So it's not just regular summer-

[ oh god tho maybe shut up buzzkill betty ]

Anyway. It's different here, yeah? Regular seasons. It'll take some getting used to, but that's not really a bad thing.

I'm not sure what he meant by "play in the snow" anymore though, now that I've had a few minutes to think about it.

[ cause clearly poking fun at Jack, who she dOESNT EVEN KNOW makes up for making things serious for a second ]

[smithwork]

Solar what-nows?

[ That sounds like the sun goes nuts, yo. ]

And I think 'play in the snow' can mean anything from 'throw snowballs' to 'push your friends over into enormous snow-drifts and laugh while they skid around helplessly on the ice'.

[munies]

Flares. ..It's what it sounds like. Hence the lack of winter, ever.

[ notfun ]

Oh! Well as long as it's not anything too kinky.

[ no okay there's the answer to that, she doesn't fully know what kinky means ]

[smithwork]

Oh, wow. And, uh, wow, we should find a different line of conversation if Jack's around to hear us discussing snow-based kinks. He might actually do backflips, heh.

So! Do I even know your name, miss? I can't remember, I'm bad with those.

[munies]

I don't think you do, no. I'm Teresa. Unseelie.

[winterwork]

Oh, I hate to interrupt. [He clearly has the right to!!] But out of everything I've tried to explain, that's what's been taken out of this information?

[smithwork]

This is a conversation about you, not to you.

[winterwork]

I really hope people begin to realize you're not as much of a gentleman as everyone thinks you are.

[smithwork]

I never said I was a gentleman.

[winterwork]

But when you toss around that damn smirk of yours, people get the wrong idea about you.

[smithwork]

It's not up to me to mediate their preconceptions, even if they are stupid.

[munies]

-- I tried asking what the heck a holiday was-

[ but she's laughing too much to redeem herself here woops ]

[winterwork]

[YEAH YEAH laugh it up.]

Do you really not know about any holidays?

[munies]

[ her mouth opens, because she's ready to explain that no, they don't celebrate much of anything anymore in their world - except birthdays, but those aren't holidays - and it's not like they were taught history in the WICKED facility, buuut. it's easier to just- ]

No.

But I want to! [ very quick to add that because that's the important part!! she'll even tug a smile onto her face ] Might as well start with Christmas, right?

[winterwork]

[Well, he definitely likes her enthusiasm at least! Most people that come to him just end up whining about everything. Hmph.]

It's definitely a good start. Everything's good about winter, really. What are your experiences with snow? [The important questions.] Please tell me you've at least been in a snowball fight.

[mixcds]

[LITERALLY JUST THE SOUND OF KIEREN'S LAUGHTER OVER THE LOCKETS. ]

[winterwork]

[SMH, KIEREN.]

[munies]

You're not helping!

[mixcds]

Oh my god.

[munies]

Did you know about this this whole time? Christmas? And you didn't tell me?

[ like it's his responsibility to keep her in the loop of all the ..old/modern traditions at all times ]

[mixcds]

It's kind of a weird time for me, personally.

[because of the whole zombie Apocalypse ... he ruined christmas ... twice in one year by dying and being dead ...]