> Be Anon, marooned on an ice floe
> It's been days since you last had human contact, and
> "Let's help him up, Sonata."
> Two sets of slender arms lift you up and you wobble on your ice skates
"Ah, thanks girls."
> Adagio smirks
> "You know, you should have said you didn't know how to skate."
> You try to move forward, but your foot slips and you grimace as they catch you again
"Yeah, well I saw how excited you three were, and I didn't want to hold you all back."
> Sonata leans over and gives you a peck on the cheek
> "Aw, you're a sweet guy. For realsies."
> Adagio hums in evil contemplation
> "You know, Aria needs to be sweeter, she didn't even come over to pick you up."
> You have a bad feeling about this
> Sonata grins
> "Maybe his sweetness will rub off on her?"
> "What a wonderful idea!"
> With that they start skating, dragging you behind them as you struggle to stay upright
"Uh, girls, this is a bad idea..."
> They ignore you and go faster
> You whimper
> Then they let go, and you focus on just keeping your skates straight
> You collide with a soft bundle of swearing and growling
> The two of you slide until you gently hit the wall
> Aria glares up at you
> "When you're done humping my shattered body, could you get off?"
> You roll off and to the side
"Sorry! It's the other two, they did this. Um. Are you alright?"
> She slowly gets up, using the wall for support
> You sort of follow her example, just with more slipping and scrambling
> "Yeah, I'm fine, just a little thirsty."
"Oh, that's good. We can-"
> "Thirsty for revenge."
> You sigh
"Of course."
> Aria grabs your hand and drags you off onto the ice
> You begin to suspect that she was an Olympic speed skater in a previous life
> Even though she is towing you behind her, she's gaining on the other two as they flee
> With a wordless cry of triumph, she hurls you onward, and tackles Adagio
> You manage an inarticulate yelp before you bowl her over
> You roll off of her with a groan
"Aria sends her regards."
> Sonata giggles as she helps you up
> "She can be so nice sometimes!"
> As the four of you slowly get to your feet, an official comes skating over
> "Look, it's the holiday season, so I'm only going to give you a warning. No horseplay on the ice, got it?"
> Adagio nods seriously
> "We understand, it was just a bit of youthful high spirits. We'll be good from now on."
> The official seems barely satisfied by that answer, and skates off with a frown
> The girls break down laughing once he's out of sight
> You just sigh and wobble

> You pull into the parking space for your apartment, the sirens all in the back
> (They tend to fight too much over shotgun if you let them)
> You slowly get out of the car, aching somewhat from the exertion and collisions from earlier
> Sonata holds your hand sweetly as the other two disappear into the apartment 
> "Thanks for coming with us, it was a lot of fun!"
> You give her hand a squeeze
"No problem, I enjoyed it too...eventually."
> She giggles

> The four of you sit on the couch, under a blanket, and sip from mugs of hot chocolate
> Sonata leans against you on your left, and Aria from your right
> Purple grump smiles grimly at the claymation movie
> "That's right, no one wants to see your damn mutant nose. Father of the year, right there."
> You meet Adagio's gaze on the other side of the grump, and perform a synchronised eye-roll
> You get rather drowsy, with a belly full of hot chocolate and two warm girls leaning against you
> Adagio smiles tolerantly and collects the empty mugs and carries them off to the kitchen
> Sonata pulls a lever on the side, the couch reclines, and your feet are lifted up on a foot rest
> Well, you know where you are sleeping tonight
> Apparently the girls do too, because they snuggle up to your arms
> Adagio comes back, and makes a face at the new development
> She lifts up the edge of the blanket by your feet and crawls under and up to your chest
> She lays her head on your chest, and wriggles a bit before getting comfortable
"Comfy?"
> You get two little contented sighs, and a grunt
"Goodnight, girls."
> "Goodnight!"
> " 'Night."
> And another grunt
> You smile fondly as you sink into sleep

> It's dark when you wake up
> Something feels off
> Siren roll call:
> Adagio: On your chest
> Aria: Right arm
> Sonata: Gone
> Tom Servo
> Crooooooowwwww
> Then you hear what woke you up in the first place
> "Christmas Christmas Christmas Christmas Christmas Christmas"
> Maybe if you stay very still...
> Sonata's face looms out of the dark
> "You're awake!"
"Agh!"
> Your startled yelp awakens the other two
> Adagio gives you a sleepy glare before resolutely resting her head back on your chest
> Aria rolls over and curses
> "It's two in the fucking morning. Go back to sleep, Sonata."
> "But it's Christmas!"
"Then take your stocking to your room, and have fun over there."
> "But I want to cuddle~" Bluey whines
"And we want to sleep. You can't always get what you want."
> Sonata pouts, then brightens up
> She grabs her stocking and then slips back under the blanket, scooting her backside up against you
> Adagio gives you another sleepy glare
> "Having fun down there?"
"Sorry, hand full of butt right now."
> "Yeah yeah, just let me sleep alright?"
"Understood."
> Your consciousness fades to the sound of candy being unwrapped

> You wake up again, this time with pale winter sunlight shining through the window
> Sonata sits at the base of the tree, obsessively stacking and restacking the presents
> From the smell in the air, Adagio is making something like pancakes, or maybe french toast
> That leaves Aria, still asleep
> At some point, she stretched an arm across you, and her face is pressed against your pectoral
> You shift a little, charmed by her sweet embrace
> At that slight movement, she nuzzles her face against your chest
> Goddamn, she's cute when she sleeps
> She must have sensed that thought, because her eyes blink open
> Aria turns a confused, sleepy gaze at you
"Morning."
> "Mm."
> She blinks a few more times and looks around
> Purple slump frowns and exhales through her nose
> She tries to get up, but then she just falls back in your chest
> "Sonata's the worst."
> You give her a light back scratch with one hand
"Whatever you say."
> She hums in pleasure at your ministrations, it almost sounds like a cat purring
> After a few more minutes of just lying there, she stretches against you, also not unlike a cat
> As Aria gets up, she takes the blanket with her for a robe
"Hey!"
> She glances at you
> "Oh, right."
> She pats your head
> "Good pillow."
> You feel oddly flattered
> Then she wanders off towards the kitchen
> You rub your arms in the slightly chilly morning, then walk over to Sonata
"Merry Christmas, Bluey."
> She jumps up and gives you a big hug
> "Merry Christmas Anon!"
> You hug her back, savoring the warmth
> Then she breaks free and drags you to the kitchen
> Adagio looks up as you enter
> Dat apron
> "Merry Christmas, Anon. Have you ever had crepes before?"
"M'christmas, and I don't think so. Is that what those are?"
> There is a large pile of what looks like a cross between a tortilla and a pancake
> You grab a plate as she explains it to you
> "There's a bit more egg than in your normal pancake, and the batter's thinner. What you do is spread some sour cream, powdered sugar, and some fruit, and roll it up."
> You follow Sonata's example as she assembles the dish
"Sorta like a dessert burrito?"
> "I suppose."
"Sounds good. Thank you, Adagio."
> She flips a crepe and smiles at you
"You're welcome. Oh, and don't wait for me, I'm just going to cook a few more, then I'll join you three."
> You cut into the roll, spearing a it with your fork 
> A bit of strawberry syrup drips onto your plate, carrying a bit of sugar and sour cream with it
> You quickly slide the morsel into your mouth and chew
> It's surprisingly good, a nice balance of sour, sweet, and tart
> You swallow
"Hey, this is pretty good! You have my compliments, chef Dazzling."
> Adagio performs a bow, a wry smile on her face
> "You're too kind."
> You're on your second crepe when she joins you
> After five, you're too stuffed to even consider the candy in your stocking
> Sonata is bouncing in her chair, looking at each of you with bright eyes
> "Is it present time yet?"
> Aria cricks her neck
> "Might as well be."
> Adagio hesitates a moment, her eyes on the dirty dishes on the table
"It is Christmas. We can do chores later."
> Adagio stands up decisively
> "Very well, let's open our presents."
> Despite her show of reluctance, you notice she isn't any slower than the other two about leaving the kitchen
> As you enter the living room, Sonata flags you down to your pile of presents
> You say pile, but it's only three, money is a little tight in the Dazzling-Mous household
> Adagio clears her throat
> "We'll each open one, alright?"
> General nodding
> At some subtle cue, the four of you tear into the wrapping paper
> Your first present is...
> You open the small box to find a pad of ten hand-written coupons
> "Good for 1 free hug from Sonata Dusk. This coupon is non-trans-fer-able, for realsies."
> You are pretty sure you can get Sonata hugs whenever anyhow, but this is pretty cute, so you don't mind
> You look around to see everyone else's gifts
> Sonata is happily putting on some snowflake patterned knee-high blue socks
>  Aria is looking unimpressed with a stack of temporary tattoos, but you see a hint of a smile on her lips
> Adagio is sniffing at a largish bottle of shampoo
> She gives you a questioning glance
"Yes?"
> "This was pretty expensive, wasn't it?"
> It was
"Don't worry about it. Do you like it?"
> She trails her fingers across the label, considering
> "Yes, I do. Thank you, Anon."
> The other two turn curious gazes at her, and she stares right back
> "Now for the second gift, girls and boy."
> Whatever interest they had is gone as they focus on their next acquisition
> Your box is heavy, and rattles a little
> You open to find...
> You immediately scowl at Aria, who glances at her pad of coupons
"Handcuffs, really?"
> She gives you a predatory grin
> "I thought I might teach you some restraint."
> You hold your ground, if just barely
> She can be so intimidating when she's sexy, and vice versa
"I suppose I can practice using them on you."
> Her grin widens
> "Just try it."
> You hear a thump off to the side
> Sonata is happily clamped onto a struggling Adagio, a stuffed penguin sandwiched between them
"Lucky penguin."
> Adagio scowls at you
> "I could use some help here!"
> You tear off one of your coupons
"Sonata, I'm using a hug coupon right now."
> She gives Adagio a final squeeze, then latches onto you, holding you tight
> You hug her back as best you can
"Adagio give you something nice?"
> Bluey looks up at you with shining eyes
> "It's the best! Look at penny!"
> She shoves the nearly spherical penguin doll in your face
"Oh, that is very nice."
> "Mmhmm!"
> Adagio recovers her breath, setting aside what you suspect to be yet another set of handmade coupons
> After another quick hug, Sonata scampers back to her last present
> After a round of nods, the wrapping paper flies
> ...
> It's a collar 
> A dog collar
> With a leash
> You look up to see Adagio trying on a black choker with a silver brooch
> You hold up the dog collar
"Did I miss the memo about a merry dominatrix Christmas?"
> Adagio adjusts her new necklace and gives you a sweet smile
> "Don't worry, we love your gifts too. I suppose Aria and I just happened to think of you along the same lines."
> You sigh theatrically
"I may be needing Sonata's hug coupons more than I thought, this year."
> You hear a pop
> Sonata gazes in wonder as the little hemisphere of rubber jumps high into the air
> "This is amazing! Thanks Anon!"
> Adagio gives you a sidelong glance
> "A cat toy? Really?"
> You shrug
"She seems to like it."
> You are suddenly forced onto your back, and your vision is filled with the face of a horse
> "Do you think this is funny?"
> The horse growls with Aria's voice
> ...
"Pfffft ha ha ha! Yes!"
> She whips off the horse head and glares at you
> You don't care, you're still laughing 
> Sonata sidles up to Aria
> "Can I see it?"
> Aria hesitantly hands it over
> Bluey dons the mask slowly, and you are reminded of a certain lord Vader
> She turns this way and that, the muzzle collapsing and wobbling under the torque
> "Wow, I can't see a thing in here..."
> Aria just stares, her lips trembling
> Sonata starts crawling, heading directly for Adagio
> Princess Poof tries to back away, but she hits the couch
> Blueberry's horse lips hit Adagio's face head on, collapsing under the pressure
> "Mwah!"
> Aria fails to conceal her smile at Agent Orange's disgusted expression
"See? It is funny."
> Purple grump's smile turns into a scowl, and she punches you, admittedly somewhat lightly
> "Whatever."

> For the rest of the morning, Aria tries for a full sleeve of tattoos, Sonata alternates between cuddling her new friend and playing with the cat toy, and Adagio takes a long bath
> You content yourself with cleaning up the dishes and throwing away the wrapping paper
> It's not the most extravagant life you lead, but it is dazzling in its own way