santa baby, hurry down the chimney tonight

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The Christmas Time Mall Meme

warning: grinches are welcome

Welcome to your typical gitchy little department store. Wherever you are, wherever you've been, who cares! Welcome to the New York central mall, where everything's covered in lights and decorations and the tacky Christmas cheer is just overflowing out the doors and windows and even little children who ate too much candy waiting in line for a picture with Jolly Ol Santa Clause! You have options. Go shopping (I pity your sanity if you want to get into that holiday shopping madness). See Santa. Help the mall staff finish decorating. Or maybe you want to freak out the normies by flying and lighting things on fire or hitting the plastic reindeer with your psychic freaky powers. Whatever the case ...welcome to the mall!! Only 21 days before Christmas!!

what to do:
1. make a comment (blank or otherwise) with your character's name and canon in the subject. they're now in the mall (poor bastard or no depending) doing whatever. feel free to reply with a blank comment. totes cool, but it'll make better prompts if you give people a little something to start off of.
2. people respond with their characters meeting others inside the mall. you can do whatever you want. even fight. just be prepared to get your butt kicked by the department store Santas.
3. have fun!!

Comments

Sherlock Holmes | Elementary | Closed

[natterings]

[Why are we in the mall going shopping for a consumer orientated holiday?

Watson! /whine whine whine]

[addictsitter]

[Because they got invited to the NYPD staff Christmas party which means that they have to get gifts. Stop. Whining.

Joan is walking in front of Sherlock because no, she is not going to deal with his moping today. Absolutely not.]

Stop looking like that. You're scaring the kids.

[natterings]

I haven't the foggiest idea what you're talking about. If there's anyone scaring the children, it would be the rotund man who claims to be Santa over there.

[So no, he's going to continue to grouch and be a child.]

[addictsitter]

[She pauses in front of a store window to look at what they have, but nope, she's still not looking at you, Sherlock.]

Just because you don't believe in Santa doesn't mean that you have to ruin it for the kids too. Now are you going to help me pick out a gift for Captain Gregson or not?

[natterings]

[No.]

You do realise that Christmas has been over-inflated by large corporations hoping to make a quick buck?

[addictsitter]

[A sigh and a quick roll of her eyes as she finally turns to face her.]

You didn't have to accept the invitation to go to this, you know.

she finally turns to face *her* XD

[natterings]

[Looking off to a display that has very much got his attention for some reason.]

Considering the terms of our agreement that we are not supposed to spend more then two hours apart, I wasn't aware that I got a choice.

[Aka he's sucking it up and going because you accepted your invitation and he didn't want to rain on your fun.]

SCREECHING. I meant to do that. I totally meant to...

[addictsitter]

[Does it have something to do with bees? Because that's a children's display, Sherlock.]

I was technically your plus one. I'm not the one who's consulting with the NYPD.

/laughs at forever

[natterings]

[Maybe...]

But Watson, your help has been most invaluable to me. I would at least consider you worthy of your own invitation.

[If he panders to her ego enough, can they leave?]

/PUNTS

[addictsitter]

[Don't think that'll work, mister. She's lived with you long enough to know what you're doing. So really, don't be surprised when she gives him that look before moving on from the topic.]

We came here for a gift so the sooner we find one, the sooner we can get out of here.

OW

[natterings]

[Walks over to grab something from the display he was looking at before. There, he's done now.]

Done.

CACKLES 1/2

[addictsitter]

[ . . . ]

2/2

[addictsitter]

No. We are not getting Captain Gregson a toy bee.

B<

[natterings]

Detective Bell?

|D

[addictsitter]

While I'm sure they'd appreciate the thought I don't think a toy bee would be appropriate for anyone at the police department.

[natterings]

And you claim to know what anyone in the police department would enjoy?

[Because he likes the bee.]

Based on what evidence?

[addictsitter]

I never said that. I said I didn't think that it wouldn't be appropriate.

But even if I did, it would be based on the fact that I know you picked it up simply because you enjoy bees and have passed by every single display since getting here except for that one.

[Don't even try, manchild. Don't even try.]

[natterings]

I would believe that an appropriate gift would be one that the recipient enjoyed-- [Glances at the recommended age on the tag.] ...regardless of the targeted age bracket.

Just because I enjoy keeping bees does not mean that no one else can.

[addictsitter]

So if I bought this for you for Christmas, you would enjoy it?

[Because that's what she's getting from all of that.]

[natterings]

Well... I wouldn't mind, but I would hope to get another hive instead or another case.

[That's a total yes.]

[addictsitter]

[She's just gonna give you another look as she takes the toy from his hands and places it back on the display.

...She'll keep it in mind though.]

Let's keep looking.

[natterings]

[This time he grabs a sheriff hat and a toy gun.]

This fits better with their occupation, don't you agree?

[Why are they even in the toy section...]

[addictsitter]

[They were on their way to the adult section okay.

And at that there's actually an amused little smile.]

It does but they're not exactly sheriffs.

[natterings]

[...adult section. Sure, let's get them sex toys.]

It's just different enough to not remind them of work.

[addictsitter]

[OMG IHU.]

If you really want to get them that we can but we have to get them something else too.