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December 25th.
Yuuri awoke that morning to a sharp tugging on his arm, jerking him out of sleep. He sat up blearily and blinked as he stared around the room, trying to find the source of the tugging.
"Wolfram…?" Yuuri asked the wide eyed blonde who was eagerly yanking his arm, jumping slightly on the bed. "What are you doing up so early? Its not even six o'clock yet…"
Wolfram just 'hmph'ed and tugged him even more, eventually getting him off the bed. "It's Homesday Eve of course, wimp! We have to open our presents! Get up get up!"
Yuuri rolled his eyes, finding it amusing that Shin Makoku had a very similar celebration for their holiday to Earth's Christmas. It was also pretty funny to see Wolfram jump all over the place, excited to open his presents.
"Okay, Sweetheart, I'm up, I'm up." Yuuri chuckled as he let Wolfram yank him down hall before stopping in front of a door he recognized as Celi's.
Yuuri turned to Wolfram with questioning eyes. "Why did we stop?"
Wolfram turned and 'hmph'ed again, crossing his arms impatiently. "It's a tradition that the ones who give us our home wake to open our gifts together. Mother, Greta, Gwendal, and Conrart need to be awakened."
Without another word, Wolfram suddenly perked back up and flung the door open happily, completely disregarding the fact that he was still in his girly nightgown with a big goofy grin on his face, and stampeded into the bedroom, heading straight for the large canopy bed in the center.
It didn't take long for Wolfram to reach the edge of the bed, looking to make sure Yuuri hadn't wandered off, before climbing onto it and crawling for the center where a slumbering lump lay.
"Mother…" Wolfram whispered loudly, shaking Celi's shoulder through the blankets.
Celi turned around so that she could face Wolfram, her eyes still closed. "Hmmph? What is it, Wolfram?"
Wolfram suddenly shook her arm harder. "Wake up, Mother! Its Homesday Eve!"
Yuuri expected a lot of things to happen after that sentence was uttered, one of them being for Celi to promptly roll over and tell Wolfram to wait. But none of Yuuri's expectations were even remotely close to what really happened.
"Alright!" Celi shrieked, lunging from the bed excitedly, grabbing Wolfram's hand and tugging him with her, both running down the hall at the same speed while Yuuri was left to crawl along.
"Mother! Gwendal's room is coming up!" Wolfram shouted, pointing at Gwendal's nearing door. It didn't take long for the blonde duo to throw the door open and coerce a grumbling Gwendal to emerge.
Soon, the seven of them (Gunter included) began to walk –or run in Celi and Wolfram's case—to the dining hall, were the large Homesday centerpiece was located. Yuuri trudged beside Gwendal and Conrad tiredly, holding Greta's hand.
"Have they always been like this?" Yuuri asked, motioning towards the two frightening Mazoku who were currently tearing through their presents and 'oo'ing and 'ahh'ing over what the other got.
Conrad looked down at Yuuri at chuckled. "Well what can we say, Wolfram is Mother's son…"
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