May all your Christmases be bright...

[awickedtime]

Raised in the Church of Night, Nick's never celebrated Christmas before, but it's important to Charlie and Rosie, so it's important to Sabrina, so it's important to Nick. He'd basically given Rosie and Charlie free rein to decorate the apartment, which is draped in lights and glitter, the tree shimmering merrily in the corner. It's not dissimilar to some of the festivals that he had celebrated in his life. The iconography is different, though.

They've carved out time to spend together, in the midsts of all the other meals, all the other obligations with the found families that they've made themselves. Nick had agonised over gifts for the girls, less so for Charlie, and they're neatly wrapped in paper and metallic ribbon. He's proud of how pretty they look, if he's honest.

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[signed_sabrina]

"We're going to have ridiculous costumes that look like the cover of a gothic romance novel, right?" She's only half kidding. "If I can't run around in billowing cloaks and tightly laced corsets, it's not a real holiday."

[awickedtime]

"Do I get to see both of you in billowing cloaks and corsets?" asks Nick, idly playing with a strand of her white blonde hair. "Because that? Is something that I could definitely get behind."

[signed_sabrina]

"Oh, very much," Sabrina assures him. "We'll have to lace each other up again, I'm sure." They're supposed to mostly behave on Christmas, she believes, so she leaves it at that. Mostly.

"Could see both of us do a lot of things."

[awickedtime]

"Can I watch this time?" he asks, running his hand down her side when she says it. "Because I really do feel like I missed out last time."

[signed_sabrina]

"Are you saying you'd like to see a show, Mister Scratch?"

Of course, she lights up at the prospect-- it's a good one, after all. "I think we can certainly do something with that."

Maybe she really should have been High Priestess.

[awickedtime]

"I'm not not saying that, Ms Spellman," he says, and then he laughs at the look on her face. "It's not my birthday for a while, unfortunately, but you can definitely file that idea away..."