AN: This is just a short, Christmassy one shot. It's quite bad tbh.
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"Merry Christmas Claire!" Myrnin said as he pushed past her and in to the glass house.
"SHANE, MR AND MRS GLASS, MYRNIN IS HERE!" she yelled and then under her breath
"So put all breakables away." she went to shut the door but a foot stopped her, it was Oliver.
"Oh, hi Oliver," she opened the door
"Come in." he strolled past her and went straight to the lounge where he sat in Michaels chair, acting like he owned the place. Myrnin bounded in, patted Oliver on the head in greeting and then proceeded to sit down on the floor with his legs crossed like a child.
"So, Claire, why are you forcing me to attend such a mundane event?" Oliver asked curtly. She was slightly annoyed but he was Oliver, she could understand the confusion.
"It's Christmas, no one should be alone on Christmas and I'm not stupid-" He raised an eyebrow
"Don't raise your eyebrow at me! Like I was saying, I'm not stupid, the only vampire you like is Amilie and she's pissed at you right now so I knew you'd be alone." she smiled, it was more a grimace really, and then Shane strolled in followed by Michael and Eve (looking like they'd just got out of bed if you get what I mean ?). There was an awkward silence and then Myrnin jumped to his feet, strolled over to the Christmas tree and produced a huge purple present bag that none of them had noticed. He reached in and one by one, threw them each a messily wrapped gift that was all the same shape just in different sizes.
"Well, go on then. Open them!" he said, excitedly. They simultaneously ripped open the gifts. The glass house gang all started laughing and Oliver looked down in disgust. They all had the same present. Fanged bunny slippers.
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AN: Told you it was bad.