Hi! So this is my new little drabble. Dani wanted something Christmassy and then Pelv said, "Why don't you write about how we met?" So here it is - some semiautobiographical Christmassyness. The fic is complete so there is no major waits between updates. Hope you guys like it. -lulu
PS - all usual disclaimers (I own nothing, SMeyer owns all) apply
Cavalcade [kav-uhl-keyd, kav-uhl-keyd]
1. a procession of persons riding on horses, in horsedrawn carriages, in cars, etc.
2. any procession.
3. any noteworthy series, as of events or activities.
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"Just come out with us," Tanya pleads. She dangles the strappy death traps from her fingers like it would help convince me. "I promise, you won't be embarrassed. My friend Edward is the teacher, he's absolutely great."
"Those," I wave a finger at the sorry excuse she calls footwear, "aren't exactly helping your cause, Seesee. I'm liable to trip just thinking about wearing them."
"Lala, don't be stupid.. They'll look great on you. Just come. Please?"
I sigh; when have I ever in my life denied her? Instead of wasting my energy with a fight, I just scowl and stomp off to take a shower.