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Warning: English is not my first language (I am French (=^.^=))

December 01st

- « We are not getting a Christmas Tree ». Malik's decision was final and as the 24 year old scowled at his roommate, there was not way to confuse the meaning of the look for anything else but a "end of subject". Despite everything, Altaïr whined again.

- « Awww, co-me-on! »

Malik did not seem very responsive to the pout and puppy eyes. Instead, he flopped into the couch, his class books in hand.

- « And why on earth do we want a Christmas Tree in this very flat? Flat, must I point out, that is already crowned and messy as it is. »

- « Most of it is your calligraphy and geography stuff. »

- « Only a half of it. The other half being yours. »

- « Which is the best part!. »

- « Which means there is no need to add more on the top of the list. »

- « But it is Christ-mas! »

- « Bullock, Altaïr. We may both be out of any religion, we still have been raised into the Muslim belief, and Christmas is all about Jesus, the son of God, being born. »

- « Well, if you want to go technical, Jesus is a prophet according to the Coran. »

- « What will I care ? I have clearly detached myself from any cult or religion, and so have you. »

- « But what about Christmas Spirit ? This has nothing to do with religion. » Altaïr's voice was somehow triumphant.

- « First of all, I don't see what merry there is into cutting a perfectly healthy tree in a world endangered by pollution, and secondly, the only spirit that Christmas has out of any religious meaning is money making and child abusing. »

- « My, you are the optimistic, romantic type. » The younger one snickered from his place behind the kitchen counter where he was drying the breakfast cutlery – Malik being a "klutz" - or so was said by Altaïr - he was allowed nowhere near the kitchen.. Hell, he was not even allowed to think about the kitchen.

- « Plus a Christmas tree is expensive.»

- « We can afford a small one. And it smells nice.»

- « Sure it does. And also looses all its needles and I will be the one that will clean all it up. »

- « Fine, I'll be doing the cleaning. »

- « Yeah, right, and I am secretly the Easter Rabbit. »

- « Malik, you know what? You are the Grinch. You are killing Christmas and any joy in the world, and you are also responsible for the death of the fairies, of the dinosaurs and of the planet Aldebaran! »

- « As long as I do not have to be your father... »

- « Yuck, gross, man... Anyways, I have classes. »

- « Off you go. I need to study for my exams. »

- « You should go out. Take some fresh air... Maybe buy a Christmas Card for your family? »

- « I don't have a family I want to send anything to, and soon, I may not have a flatmate if someone does not shut up soon. »

- « Right'o, Mister Scrounge... »

- « Exactly my little elf... »

- « Can't I be a reindeer instead? Reindeer are COOL. »

- « They are stinky animals, Altaïr. »

- « I am sure that flying reindeer have this under control. I am SURE they smell of pine. »

- « How masculine of them... »

- « Pff, you are killing me. »

- « If only... this will make me believe into Santa...»

- « Hilarious... »