12 Days of Christmas: Day Six
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crossover_chickWow, an entry that really isn't last-minute! I may succeed at this yet. As it is, have Day 6 and some slightly-angsty Victor/Alice fluff:
“Oh, your tree looks – nice. But where are all the candles?”
Alice felt her hands try to ball into fists. She forced herself to take a deep breath and relax them. “I don’t care for candles on my tree. I think it looks beautiful enough without illumination.”
“Nonsense! It’s not a proper tree without candles! Here, let me get a few from your cupboards--”
“NO!” Nell Van Dort actually jumped back, startled by the shout. Alice glared at her. “No candles. I’m serious.”
Nell glared at her. “Look, if you’re going to be my daughter-in-law, you’re going to do things the right way. And that means--”
“Respecting the wishes of the lady of the house, mother,” Victor said, appearing in the doorway with a cold expression. “Alice doesn’t want candles on our tree, so please refrain from putting them on there.”
“But – but how can it be a proper tree without candles?” Nell protested, staring at her son in clear shock.
“Mrs. Van Dort,” Alice said, clenching her jaw, “don’t you think that someone who’s lived through a house fire might object to putting lighted candles on an extremely flammable tree?”
That finally seemed to penetrate Nell’s skull. “Oh fine,” she said, a bit grumpily. “Leave them off. Though we cover our tree with candles, and we’ve never had an accident.” She frowned at Victor. “Where’s your father?”
“In the study.” Victor sighed as he watched his mother bustle out in search of William. “I’m sorry,” he said, enveloping Alice in a hug. “I really didn’t want to leave you alone with her, but Father insisted we have a ‘man to man’ chat.”
“I know,” Alice said, hugging back. “It wasn’t too bad until she got started on the candles.” She bit her lip. “I just – I can’t risk losing you. No matter how safe she claims it is, I just can’t.”
“I understand,” Victor said, kissing her forehead. “And she won’t get one candle on that tree, I promise you.” He squeezed her lightly. “You’re safe with me.”
Alice leaned her head against his chest, listening to the faint beat of his heart. “I know.”
-TTV: We never did have an accident, but I'm honestly shocked we didn't. The way she overloaded that tree. . . .-
-M: I'm so grateful for electric lights.-
*won't point out those can still cause fires* This is a Travelers Verse fic -- Victor and Alice's first Christmas together. Naturally, Nell has to be Nell and try and spoil things in the name of "projecting the right image."
-VD2: Really, how insensitive can you get?-
Hey, I'm just working off the canon here. Anyone who says "what corpse would marry our Victor?" would probably be the sort of person who'd insist someone who lived through a traumatic house fire cover her tree in candles.
Anyway, it's just your standard "Victor comforting Alice" fluff, though I before I came up with this idea I wasn't sure if it was going to be that or the other way around. I was thinking of putting it in the Forgotten Vows Verse, but I couldn't come up with a good scenario. It did inspire this one, though, as the tumblr Alice is rightfully unwilling to put candles on her tree.
-M2: I wonder how many trees caught fire back in the Victorian age anyway?-
-VDM: We always avoided it, but our neighbors had a close call once or twice.-
I dunno about the exact figures, but I'm guessing plenty of families kept a close eye on their trees, just in case. (Not that you could ever blame them.)
Another installment down! Hooray for writing. :) Other than that, the name of the game has been tumblr RP -- I had a nice busy period earlier with Forgotten Vows Victor getting anoned (the tumblr version of loled) into being hyperactive. Hilarity! :D
-RPD: *facepalm* Did he sing?-
No, somehow I managed to hold off on that. He just ran races with everyone and acted generally silly. :p
So, not much to report -- I'm gonna go catch up on some LJ tags, then work a little on my Sci-Fi final essay. Think I've hammered out a main idea. . .
“Oh, your tree looks – nice. But where are all the candles?”
Alice felt her hands try to ball into fists. She forced herself to take a deep breath and relax them. “I don’t care for candles on my tree. I think it looks beautiful enough without illumination.”
“Nonsense! It’s not a proper tree without candles! Here, let me get a few from your cupboards--”
“NO!” Nell Van Dort actually jumped back, startled by the shout. Alice glared at her. “No candles. I’m serious.”
Nell glared at her. “Look, if you’re going to be my daughter-in-law, you’re going to do things the right way. And that means--”
“Respecting the wishes of the lady of the house, mother,” Victor said, appearing in the doorway with a cold expression. “Alice doesn’t want candles on our tree, so please refrain from putting them on there.”
“But – but how can it be a proper tree without candles?” Nell protested, staring at her son in clear shock.
“Mrs. Van Dort,” Alice said, clenching her jaw, “don’t you think that someone who’s lived through a house fire might object to putting lighted candles on an extremely flammable tree?”
That finally seemed to penetrate Nell’s skull. “Oh fine,” she said, a bit grumpily. “Leave them off. Though we cover our tree with candles, and we’ve never had an accident.” She frowned at Victor. “Where’s your father?”
“In the study.” Victor sighed as he watched his mother bustle out in search of William. “I’m sorry,” he said, enveloping Alice in a hug. “I really didn’t want to leave you alone with her, but Father insisted we have a ‘man to man’ chat.”
“I know,” Alice said, hugging back. “It wasn’t too bad until she got started on the candles.” She bit her lip. “I just – I can’t risk losing you. No matter how safe she claims it is, I just can’t.”
“I understand,” Victor said, kissing her forehead. “And she won’t get one candle on that tree, I promise you.” He squeezed her lightly. “You’re safe with me.”
Alice leaned her head against his chest, listening to the faint beat of his heart. “I know.”
-TTV: We never did have an accident, but I'm honestly shocked we didn't. The way she overloaded that tree. . . .-
-M: I'm so grateful for electric lights.-
*won't point out those can still cause fires* This is a Travelers Verse fic -- Victor and Alice's first Christmas together. Naturally, Nell has to be Nell and try and spoil things in the name of "projecting the right image."
-VD2: Really, how insensitive can you get?-
Hey, I'm just working off the canon here. Anyone who says "what corpse would marry our Victor?" would probably be the sort of person who'd insist someone who lived through a traumatic house fire cover her tree in candles.
Anyway, it's just your standard "Victor comforting Alice" fluff, though I before I came up with this idea I wasn't sure if it was going to be that or the other way around. I was thinking of putting it in the Forgotten Vows Verse, but I couldn't come up with a good scenario. It did inspire this one, though, as the tumblr Alice is rightfully unwilling to put candles on her tree.
-M2: I wonder how many trees caught fire back in the Victorian age anyway?-
-VDM: We always avoided it, but our neighbors had a close call once or twice.-
I dunno about the exact figures, but I'm guessing plenty of families kept a close eye on their trees, just in case. (Not that you could ever blame them.)
Another installment down! Hooray for writing. :) Other than that, the name of the game has been tumblr RP -- I had a nice busy period earlier with Forgotten Vows Victor getting anoned (the tumblr version of loled) into being hyperactive. Hilarity! :D
-RPD: *facepalm* Did he sing?-
No, somehow I managed to hold off on that. He just ran races with everyone and acted generally silly. :p
So, not much to report -- I'm gonna go catch up on some LJ tags, then work a little on my Sci-Fi final essay. Think I've hammered out a main idea. . .
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Date: 2011-12-19 12:42 pm (UTC)"After rigging a tinder-dry Christmas tree with 2500 C9 Christmas lights (for a total of 17.5 kW) and waiting for at least 40 minutes, the MythBusters were unable to get the tree to ignite by itself. Instead, they used an artificially created spark (simulating a short circuit) to set the tree on fire. Though the myth was busted, Adam and Jamie noted how quickly the tree caught on fire once it was ignited, warning viewers to be careful around their Christmas trees. Also, Adam and Jamie proved that a single extension cord can be overloaded with too many lights, causing the cord to produce significant heat due to its electrical resistance, which can burn the cord's insulation, which they theorize is the primary reason for Christmas tree fires."
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Date: 2011-12-20 08:45 pm (UTC)-M: Yeah, tell me about it. Good thing Dad knows his extension cords. Though this kinda reminds me of the Dad in A Christmas Story now.-
*snork* Oh yeah, good point. Now THERE was a fire waiting to happen.