Summary: Wolfram, Yuuri, and Greta partake in Earth wintertime traditions. A series of oneshots.
Pairings: WolframxYuuri (sort of. . .)
Warnings: Cuteness, overuse of commas
Wintertime Traditions
Imagine your OTP putting up the Christmas tree and decorating it ~ OTP Prompts . tumblr .com
"You really do such a thing on Earth?"
"Yeah! It's a tradition."
"Well, it just seems stupid to me."
Yuuri frowned. It didn't seem stupid to him. On the other hand, bringing a tree indoors and then proceeding to hang ornaments on it would come off as a little strange to someone unfamiliar with the concept.
"But it'll be fun!" Yuuri nearly whined and grabbed Wolfram's arm, "Besides, Greta would love it!"
With that, Wolfram seemed to cave in.
"Alright, we'll do whatever pleases your wimpy wants."
"So, how does this thing go on?" Wolfram asked, hastily made ornament in hand. The tall fir tree stood in the corner of the King's office, much to the dismay of Gwendal who had left the room in protest.
"Just hang it on one of the tree branches." Yuuri called from the wooden desk where he and Greta were making ornaments from little sticks, clothes pins, loose pieces of fabric, and various other things. Wolfram still found the whole thing dumb, but spending time with his fiancé and adopted daughter was enough for him to remain quiet about it. They seemed to be enjoying it, anyway.
"Okay, that should be enough." Yuuri said. Greta grabbed a handful of completed decorations and made her way over to the tree. It took them half an hour to just about completely fill the tree with the ornaments.
"Yay! It looks so cool!" Greta exclaimed.
"It would look much better if it had lights on it," Yuuri replied, "but it still looks pretty nice."
It just looked like a tree with a bunch of random junk on it to Wolfram. He didn't say anything about it, though. He picked up the last few ornaments and began to hang them on the more bare side of the tree.
"Oh! We forgot this!" Greta ran back over to the desk and picked up a large paper mache star.
"We can't forget the tree topper." Yuuri took the star from Greta. She looked up at him expectantly.
"Umm. . ." Yuuri actually had no idea how he would actually get the ornament to the top of the very tall tree. Perhaps he could ask for help or get a chair to stand on? If he did that, however, Wolfram would definitely call him wimpy for needing assistance. Wanting to avoid that, he reached up as far as he could. Unfortunately, he then toppled into the tree.
"Ah!" Greta let out a shriek as the tree fell over right on top of Wolfram.