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Date: December 25, 1999
Setting: The Lobby
Status: Semi-Private (Pollution and Famine)(But who's to stop others to walking in on them? It is a public room in which a Christmas tree is located on Christmas.)
Summary: In which presents are opened, a Horseman or two falls in love, and one typist is entirely too sappy for her own good.

Pollution didn't like winter. He didn't like, dispite what his wardrobe may point to, the white of the fresh snow on the ground or the calm clean air. The was the problem, actually. Winter was too damn clean, especially when the snow had just fallen and left a white blanket on the cold ground. Who ever heard of his snowing on Chirstmas? And it didn't even have the decency to be the dirty brown snow that gathered along sidewalks and streets, full of soil and grease and exhaust from cars. Now that was snow. Or, at least, snow he liked.

Sighing sadly and pushing down the urge to run outside and make the snow fit his desires, Pollution turned from the window and back towards the monstrosity of a Christmas tree where Famine had promised to meet him. They had presents to open. Pollution had already pulled the presents that belonged to him and Famine aside, though in a neat pile they were not. The diffrent boxes looked as though they had been pushed over by a convient couch by a careless foot that didn't think there could possibly be any breakable inside.

While waiting, he wondered over to the tree, looking at the ornaments with detached amusement, absently flicking one of his cans. He saw the tattered crown and scales next to eachother and felt a little bubble of happiness pop in him. He liked Famine, maybe loved him. Little things like that made him think that maybe the feelings were returned. Oh, there was sex, sure, and kisses and touches. But, Pollution had learned from Pestillence not to take such things so seriously, no matter how they made his heart race when shared with a certian special someone. Looks, small actions, and little smiles were enough for Pollution. They were what really mattered.

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Famine saw Pollution poking at the tree when he walked in, and smiled as he came up behind him and wrapped his arms around Pollution's waist. "Morning, gorgeous." He noticed which ornaments in particular Pollution was looking at and smiled. "Merry Christmas." Out of the corner of his eye he noticed the pile of presents next to the couch and he felt a sudden burst of nervousness. He desperately hoped Pollution would like his gift, or that it would at least make him smile. He loved Pollution's smile. And the way his eyes lit up. And his laugh. And... He finally pulled himself away from that line of thought before he got too caught up in it and gestured to the couch. "Shall we sit?"

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Pollution melted back against Famine's chest and smiled at the tree. He nodded and moved to clap Famine's hand in his so that he could tug him over to the waiting couch. "Sit down," he said, moving to take his own advice. The couch was comfortable and just bearly large enough for the two of them to sit comfortably together. Pollution looked down at the diffrent packages and smiled, able to pick out from whom each of them had come, but he didn't know if he should open Famine's right now or wait for it. In the end, he decided to let his companion decided and asked,"Which ones are first?"

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Famine allowed Pollution to pull him over to the couch and sat next to him, enjoying their closeness. "Whichever ones you want to open first, I suppose." He kissed Pollution's cheek affectionately.

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It looked liked Pollution was going to have to pick out which one's they were opening after all. Oh well. He pulled the present from Pestillence onto his lap and opened it. It went on like this for a while until it was finally just the last two presents, the one that Pollution had gotten Famine and the one Famine had gotten Pollution. For a sudden moment, Pollution feared that Famine wouldn't enjoy his present. It wasn't anything special, just something that had made him smile and think of Famine. Trying to push the what ifs out of his mind, Pollution smiled. "Together?"

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Famine smiled and kissed Pollution's cheek. "Alright." He picked up the gift from Pollution and began unwrapping it, keeping an eye on Pollution and his reaction the whole time.

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For a moment, Pollution hesitated. Instead of opening his gift, he watched Ffamine open his. Then he seemed to remember the meaning of the word 'together' and snapped out of his staring. Curious, he ripped the paper off of the gift and tossed it aside; he paid it no mind when the paper gathered around his feet, as though it were a begging pet. When he pulled the necklace and small vial out of the box, his heart seemed to skip a beat. Like Famine, he too remembered the off hand comment.

Arsenic is forever...

There were a lot of things this gift could mean and Pollution couldn't help himself from centering on the good things. This was so much better then the gift he had gotten Famine. He didn't care. He had liked Famine's gift. But, holy whatever, he loved this one. Pollution turned pale eyes up to Famine, swimming in emotion that didn't fall out onto the face. It didn't matter. They were expressive enough without the additon of a facial expression.

Pollution loved his gift.

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Famine grinned when he finally finished working his way though the mass of paper and tape that made up the wrapping of his gift. He always had been particularly found of locusts. He was also quite amused by their box, as well. He turned back to Pollution just in time to see the look in Pollution's eyes as he opened his gift, and something in him melted. He gently brushed a stray bit of hair behind Pollution's ear, and kissed him softly.

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Pollution threw his arms around Famine's neck, kissing him harder then the soft kiss Famine had bestowed on him. "Thank you, thank you," Pollution said softly, happiness clear in his voice. He pulled back enough to be able to look at Famine without having to cr`oss his eyes and held out the chain and phial. "Help me put it on?"

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Famine was surprised, but returned the kiss happily, careful not to to jostle the locusts in his lap. Had he been thinking about anything other than Pollution at that moment, he might have thought of asking Pollution to help name them. He had never been very good at naming things, just look at his company's products. Instead, he smiled into Pollution's eyes and carefully fastened the chain around Pollution's neck, unable to resist gently caressing his neck as he did so. "You look beautiful."

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Pollution leaned into Famine's touch and smile. He moved to put the locus on the floor and pulled himself into Famine's lap, pressing his lips against Famine's neck, hiding a slight blush that rose, unwanted, in his cheeks. "Thank you..." He reached up and fingered the little phial of arsenic, smiling at it.

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Famine grinned and wrapped his arms tightly around Pollution's waist. "I'm glad you like it." He kissed his temple and ran one finger around Pollution's neck next to the chain.

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Pollution tilted his head to the side, still smiling dreamily at Famine. "Do you like yours? It's nothing special... I just thought you might be amused by it." Never before had Pollution felt the need to explain anything he had done. But, he ... loved Famine. He did. And he wanted everything to be special. But he had never had to pick out christmas presents before... And... damn it!

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Famine chuckled and kissed Pollution's nose lightly. "They're lovely. You're going to have to name them for me, though, I'm terrible at that sort of thing." He grinned and kissed Pollution again, names could wait.

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Pollution smiled against Famine's lips and pulled back, smiling. "Am I that much better?" He looked down at the little bugs, pondering them. "What about Spot and Rover?" he asked, eyes holding mischeif. "Original, right?"

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Famine burst out laughing and leaned his head against Pollution's. "I like that. Spot and Rover it is." He grinned and kissed Pollution's cheek. "You're wonderful."

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Pollution laughed and shook his head, darting forward to leave and greasy kiss on Famine's skin. "I was just kidding."

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Famine grinned again and caught Pollution as he came forward. "Well, I don't have any better ideas. And besides, Spot's an appropriate name." He glanced down at the locusts, which were indeed covered in dark spots.

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Pollution grinned brightly and leaned over to tap on the box, sending the insects scattering. "Ok, Spot for the boy. But what for the girl?" He paused for a thought and laughed,"Speaking of which, we may have to seperate them unless we want a swarm on our hands."

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Famine chuckled and looked down at the insects. "You mean we don't want a swarm?" He studied the insects for another moment, then shrugged. "I don't know. I'm sure something will come to me eventually."

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"Well, not right now anyway. They at least deserve a nice field in America for their children to grow up," Pollution laughed, resting his head against Famine's shoulder and looking down at the little insects.

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Famine chuckled and rested his head on Pollution's. "You're right about that, they do." He turned slightly and kissed the top of Pollution's head, then settled against him again. "That will be wonderful, I always love a good plague of locusts."

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Pollution smiled distractedly at the little cage, most of his being focused on Famine even has his eyes were directed at the locusts. "I'm glad you liked them. I wondered if you would."

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Famine smiled into Pollution's hair and hugged him tightly. "I love them, thank you."

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Deciding that any more words weren't needed, Pollution just smiled and leaned it, capturing Famine's lips with his own.

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Famine smiled and pulled Pollution closer. He broke the kiss just long enough to whisper "Merry Christmas" before kissing again.