"Presents! I want presents!"
Yuuri sweatdropped at his friend Murata, who was leading Greta and some of the other children in the chant. He really needed to do something about his friend. Maybe strangle him or maim him later…
Wolfram rolled his eyes, and then threw one of Gwendal's crocheted animals right at Murata's face. "Oh hush up. We're only doing one, remember?"
"Spoilsport," Murata pouted, and then cuddled the knitted cat. Gwendal rolled his eyes, plucking his newest creation out of the excitable human's hands and returned it to the pile he was currently working on.
"Okay! The rules are simple! You pick a name out of the hat, and that's who you have to buy a gift for!" Yuuri announced, shaking the contents of the hat before passing it around. Gwendal arched an eyebrow, but picked out a name and pocketed it without even looking at it.
Yuuri pouted again. "Gwendal! You have to look at it to make sure it isn't your name!"
"Hn." Gwendal pulled the sheet of paper out, looked at it and then put it in his pocket again and started knitting. "It isn't me."
Rolling his eyes, Yuuri sighed. Sometimes he'd thought he'd never understand Gwendal. He went to everyone else, doing the same thing. He waited until they all knew who their "Secret Santa" person would be before picking his own.
He was a bit surprised to see that he'd picked Wolfram's name. He secretly wondered if anyone had rigged it. Gunter was looking discontent, as if he'd picked someone he hadn't expected to. The others were either surprised or indifferent.
But Wolfram had a smirk on his face, which was causing Yuuri to sweat. That was a most decidedly evil smirk…he was suddenly afraid to find out who Wolfram had.
'It's best not to know. It's safer that way!'