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I love Christmas decorations. One of the biggest bummers about living in an apartment is that I don’t have a front yard to decorate. The most I get is the balcony. We also got to decorate the coffee shop, which was an… interesting experience. It worked out, and the shop is very sparkly and colorful and festive, it just required a lot of yelling, at least according to Tycho. He’s a strange one.

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"DECK THE HALLS!"

Trace rolled her eyes. She and Tycho were alone in the coffee shop with a box of various Christmas ornaments, and Tycho had taken on the role of slave driver. “I’m decking.”

“Deck more! There is not nearly enough decking going on. Deck!”

“How about I deck you?” Trace grabbed a roll of garland and threw it at her roommate. “And why aren’t you decking? This isn’t a one person job y’know. This is a multi decking project.”

Tycho caught the garland that had come very close to hitting him in the face. “I’m here for motivation.”

“You’re motivating me to shove a roll of wrapping paper up your ass.”

“That is not proper work appropriate language,” he said. Despite his argument he did start looking for a good place to affix his garland.

“Yeah, but I don’t think yelling at your employees to deck things is appropriate either. And why the hell haven’t they invented a good way to hang garland that doesn’t involve freaking tape or thumb tacks? Tape doesn’t work for shit, and we’re not allowed to put holes in the walls.”

“There’s probably an infomercial for something. Garland Hanger Pro or something stupid sounding or not. And if you order now you get a free refill pack! Just pay extra shipping for some reason.”

“What am I refilling?”

Tycho grabbed some tape and began his own garland battle with the counter. “I don’t know. Probably a gun of some sort. Just pull the trigger and your garland is perfectly hung without damaging your walls!”

“I’m not sure this product is possible.”

“Anything is possible, so sayeth the infomercials. Just wait, you’ll see.”

Trace grabbed a package of bows and began placing them in various areas around the shop. “Since when are you the infomercial messiah?”

“Maybe I always have been and you just didn’t know it. Now keep decking!”

***

At home there was less yelling and more of Ko trying not to fall off chairs and counters. At one point Angel just gave up and went into the living room to watch Rudolph while Ko stood on a kitchen counter to decorate some cabinets. That way if Ko fell and broke her neck Angel wouldn’t have to see it. That makes sense to me.

Description
I love Christmas decorations. One of the biggest bummers about living in an apartment is that I don’t have a front yard to decorate. The most I get is the balcony. We also got to decorate the coffee shop, which was an… interesting experience. It worked out, and the shop is very sparkly and colorful and festive, it just required a lot of yelling, at least according to Tycho. He’s a strange one.

***

"DECK THE HALLS!"

Trace rolled her eyes. She and Tycho were alone in the coffee shop with a box of various Christmas ornaments, and Tycho had taken on the role of slave driver. “I’m decking.”

“Deck more! There is not nearly enough decking going on. Deck!”

“How about I deck you?” Trace grabbed a roll of garland and threw it at her roommate. “And why aren’t you decking? This isn’t a one person job y’know. This is a multi decking project.”

Tycho caught the garland that had come very close to hitting him in the face. “I’m here for motivation.”

“You’re motivating me to shove a roll of wrapping paper up your ass.”

“That is not proper work appropriate language,” he said. Despite his argument he did start looking for a good place to affix his garland.

“Yeah, but I don’t think yelling at your employees to deck things is appropriate either. And why the hell haven’t they invented a good way to hang garland that doesn’t involve freaking tape or thumb tacks? Tape doesn’t work for shit, and we’re not allowed to put holes in the walls.”

“There’s probably an infomercial for something. Garland Hanger Pro or something stupid sounding or not. And if you order now you get a free refill pack! Just pay extra shipping for some reason.”

“What am I refilling?”

Tycho grabbed some tape and began his own garland battle with the counter. “I don’t know. Probably a gun of some sort. Just pull the trigger and your garland is perfectly hung without damaging your walls!”

“I’m not sure this product is possible.”

“Anything is possible, so sayeth the infomercials. Just wait, you’ll see.”

Trace grabbed a package of bows and began placing them in various areas around the shop. “Since when are you the infomercial messiah?”

“Maybe I always have been and you just didn’t know it. Now keep decking!”

***

At home there was less yelling and more of Ko trying not to fall off chairs and counters. At one point Angel just gave up and went into the living room to watch Rudolph while Ko stood on a kitchen counter to decorate some cabinets. That way if Ko fell and broke her neck Angel wouldn’t have to see it. That makes sense to me.