It had been snowing constantly for the past few days, and work was really stocking up at dispatch. The early December chill were making humans drop like flies down in their realm. It had been overtime until midnight most nights, and even once Claira rejoined the team it was still really bad.
One morning, Eric had come into work wearing a Santa hat. The sight had caused half the team to rejoice, and the other half to despair. It was that time of year again.
"YO GUYS, SECRET SANTA IS ON AGAIN!"
William facepalmed, "Eric, please take off that ridiculous hat and just do your work."
Eric grinned, completely ignoring his boss, "Okay then…" he took off the hat on his head, "Everyone take a name, and you have to get that person a present. 20 pound limit, homemade presents are good, and good luck!"
He held out the hat to Alan, who pulled out a small scrap of paper. He read the name and groaned in despair. The hat went to Grell, who squealed in excitement at the name on his paper. Mimi grinned at her name, and Ron facepalmed. The Malone twins pulled out a name and smirked at each other. The hat went to three other reapers who tended to keep to themselves, and all three grinned at their names. Will refused to take a name, but Eric pulled one out and threw it at him, therefore including him. Claira took the second-last piece of paper out of the hat and cringed upon reading the name.
She had been assigned to give William a present.
Eric took the last piece of paper and put the hat back on his head, "Okay, two weeks until present day!"
Claira frowned, "… Christmas eve? Are you for real?"
Eric just grinned, "Deal with it~"
Claira frowned, wandering the streets of London and gazing into shop windows, "This is impossible!"
Alan, who had been accompanying her, nodded, "I got Grell, how do you think I feel?"
"I got Will."
"… Touché…"
They walked into a shop, and the brunette went to go and look at some scarves, while Claira went to go and look at some books. Will was impossible to shop for. What did he even like? The first thought that came to mind was Grell, but she wasn't just going to throw her brother in a box. None of the books that were in the price range were all shitty, and it wouldn't do any good. She sighed deeply, tossing away another book back into the pile.
Alan walked over, a plain red woollen scarf in his hands, "I think this will do."
Claira eyed the piece of fabric, "It's a little plain for Grell's tastes."
"Well, any of the patterned scarves would break our budget, so I figured I'd get this one and just embroider it."
She bit her lip to stop herself from laughing, "You embroider?"
Alan frowned, "Shut up, I get bored when I'm resting in hospital."
He turned and went to pay for the scarf, and then the two of them walked back out onto the snowy London street.
The redhead reaper sat at her desk, face down, looking utterly defeated. She'd been thinking day and night about what to get her boss. Nothing came to mind. Books? She didn't know what he liked to read. Some kind of novelty? Not for William. Maybe some clothing? Although his wardrobe was so bland it'd be more entertaining to watch paint dry, Claira wouldn't know what to get besides his crisp suits. What did Will like? Again, the only thing she could think of was Grell. He never displayed an interest in anything besides Grell and his work.
Mimi poked her, "Yo Claira, you alive?"
"Define 'alive'. I'm an immortal divine being, therefore I'm not 'dead', but my brain seems to have stopped functioning."
"Secret Santa troubles?"
"How did you guess?"
The blonde girl grinned, "I could guess. I saw your face when you pulled the name out of the hat. You either got those hateful twins, or Spears."
"Spears."
"That's harsh."
"Tell me about it. Who'd you get stuck with?"
"Hey, I know what you could get Spears!" said Mimi, quickly dodging Claira's question.
"What?"
"Get him something for his kitty!"
Claira laughed, "I'll get him a bag of kitty litter, since he's such a piece of shit!"
"Brilliant!"
"I know I am~"
"DELACI! STOP CHATTING AND GET TO WORK!"
"Yes, Spears!" Mimi exclaimed, scurrying back to her desk.
"THIS IS IMPOSSIBLE!"
Claira huffed, grabbing her hair in frustration as she paced around the lounge room. Grell sat in an armchair by the fireplace, wrapped in a red blanket, "What's wrong?"
"This stupid secret Santa thing. I got Will, and I can't think of anything to give him!" she groaned, "The best I could come up with is…" she paused, thinking through her new idea, "Actually, that might work…"
She grinned, "I've figured this out, I'll be right back."
Grell just dismissed it, going back to gazing at the flickering flames.
Twenty minutes later, Claira returned with a large crate on a trolley. The crate was wrapped in red paper on all sides but one, which was opened like a door. She grinned evilly at her brother, "Get in and get changed."
"Eh?"
"You heard me. There's an outfit in there for you. Get in."
Grell smirked, "This should be fun~" and followed his sisters command.
December 24th, all the reapers were prepared. Ten of the twelve reapers were waiting in the office, each with a brightly wrapped parcel. Will rolled his eyes, "For crying out loud, can we just get to work?"
He was met with protest and harsh glares from his subordinates, and he sighed, "Okay, whatever…"
Claira walked in, wheeling a box that was close to two meters in height. Everyone exchanged confused looks and the younger Sutcliff smiled, "Merry Christmas, Will," and wheeled the box toward her boss. He pulled off the ribbon, his brow furrowed in confusion, and the front panel fell open. Grell stepped out, a sexy smirk on his face. A red strapless dress, decorated with a white fur trim, sleekly covered his feminine figure down to about halfway down his thighs, where white stockings with visible garters covered his legs. A pair of red heels that looked far too high to walk in was on his feet, with red ribbons that criss-crossed up to his knees. Grell's heavily made-up eyes hungrily looked over Will, before strutting over, using his body to pin Will to the desk.
William's expression was priceless, a mix of shock, despair and lust, covered with a blush as red as Grell's dress. Grell ran a red gloved hand down Will's chest, grabbing his tie and pulling him closer.
"G-Grell, please don't!" the dark-haired reaper protested.
"Mmm~ so hot when you beg like that~"
Will frowned, trying to peel his lover off him, but failing drastically, "Grell seriously, you're just being embarrassing…"
Grell smirked, "Are you Santa? Cos baby, I want you down my chimney~"
Will finally managed to peel the redhead off him, and shoved him back into the box. A look of confused hurt crossed Grell's face as William shut the box, locking Grell inside. He cleared his throat, trying to get rid of the furious blush on his cheeks.
"Umm… are we just going to leave him in there?" asked Mimi, raising an eyebrow.
William nodded, "Yes, it's entirely inappropriate to wear that kind of attire in the workplace."
Ron eyed Will curiously, then burst out laughing. Everyone turned to face the boisterous blonde, utterly confused. His boss raised an eyebrow, and then his blush reappeared on his face in understanding. "If you'll excuse me…" he muttered, turning and hurrying off down the hallway.
Eric grinned, "So then, on with the presents!"
The day was almost over, and most of the reapers had gone home. Even though Christmas was a busy time, quite a few of the staff had managed to twist William into giving them the night off. By this time, the only ones left in the office were Claira, Ron, the Malone twins, and Mimi. The twins were hardly working, instead throwing their usual hungry glances at Ronald, who was scribbling on a sheet of paper. Mimi was sleeping in her chair, thankfully not snoring, and Claira was doing her work as per usual.
Ron held up the piece of paper proudly then folded it up. He pulled out a small package from his desk drawer and walked over to Claira's desk. He handed out the card and the present, "I know I didn't get you for secret Santa, but I wanted to get you something anyway."
She took his gift, ignoring the harsh glare of the twins coming from behind her, and read the card:
Dear Claira,
If you wake up on Christmas morning in a box, that's because I asked for you for Christmas.
I love you C:
Love,
Ronnie
She smiled down at the note, letting out a small "aww" and hugging him, kissing his cheek, "Thanks Ron, that's really sweet. Cheesy, but sweet. Like cheesecake."
The twins gasped, as Ron kissed Claira on the lips, lingering for just a moment. Claira paused, "Wait..."
Ron frowned, "You're not breaking up with me, are you? Because it's Christmas Eve and that would just be heartless, even for you."
"No, I was just wondering…" a coy smile crossed her lips, "Did I ever let Grell out of that box?"
Ron laughed, "I think I saw Will wheeling it away when he left."
Claira frowned slightly, "I don't wanna know."
"No one does."
Ron laughed, wrapping his arms around Claira's waist, just as the clock struck twelve.
"Merry Christmas, love."
"You too, Ron."
AUTHOR POOPY
Shayde: SO. MUCH. CHEESE.
Rocki: I KNOWWWW. We should make it into a sandwich and toast it. Yum, toasted cheese sandwich o3o
Shayde: Now is not the time for eating. Impatient child.
Mimi: … Ron, what were you laughing at?
Ron: when?
Mimi: after the whole Grell-slut-box-Santa thing.
Ron: Ohhh that… ehe, Will had a boner.
Mimi: *bursts out laughing* That is just- I can't- oh god xD
Will: *blush* SHUT UP GUYS SERIOUSLY FOR FUCKS SAKE I CAN'T HELP IT.
Rocki: oh shit, Will's pissed.
Shayde: RUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNNNNNNNN NNNNNNNNN
Oh that was entertaining. Not as entertaining as getting Vic Mignoga to say dirty pickup lines in his characters voices at a panel in front of about 500 people. Shayde apparently regrets letting me do that. Oh well, shit was great.
I was planning on getting Grell to sing Santa Baby, but I got slack and lazy and shit.
And a little notice: Our cosplay group, Studio 99 Cosplay Army United, is planning on cosplaying as Grell, Claira, Mimi, Will and Ron (And Eric and Alan if we find some victims one who wants to cosplay as them) to relive some of the best scenes, IN COSPLAY~ Please review telling us what scenes you want us to do! :D We will try and do all requests. S99CAU looks forward to working with you all!
(Jsuk, Grell is me, Rocki, and Shayde is Claira. We always end up as siblings somehow…)
Anyway, chapter preview… hmm…
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