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[markofthebrave]

[These decorations have been up for a few days now, and while at first Katara thought they were pretty they have now succeeded in making her grumpy. Yes. Very grumpy. Grumpy enough to make a post about it, in fact.]

How do they expect us to sleep with all these lights in our window? I've put a double curtain over it, and the light is still keeping me awake. Does anyone have any ideas?

[You might catch some muttering about: "Moving to sleep down in the basement" or "It's not too cold to camp out in the forest" before the journal shuts. She'll get back to it in a little bit, she just needs to finish making the grocery list.

Once she finishes with any replies that she may receive, Katara heads into town. The lights really are pretty. And so are the wreaths and the snowmen and the... unfamiliar sprigs of green over the doorway to the grocery store really kind of... isn't. Why is that even there? Katara pauses underneath it to examine it more closely...]

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[markofthebrave]

[You know the real problem with this? Is that they're still under the mistletoe. That's probably the only reason why Katara gives Hiccup her hand and lets him help her up.]

It's fine.

[Lets him help her up and... stand how close to him now, exactly?]

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[dragoneer]

[And here comes that very giddy feeling as he pulls her up and she's close to him again. He keeps getting himself in these kinds of situations. But he doesn't really have a problem with that, it seems.]

A-are you sure? You're not hurt, or anything?

[Look her in the eyes? Nope. Looking her in the mouth.]

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[markofthebrave]

[Oh Mr. Hiccup, oh.]

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[markofthebrave]

[Wait. What?]

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[markofthebrave]

Gah! [She says, eloquently, and stumbles back a few places, blessedly out of the mistletoe.]

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[dragoneer]

[...Gah? But they were so close to--

Oh--o-oh, gah is right. What was going on here?! Hiccup shuffles backwards himself, eyes wide, still clutching his fish like his life depends on it.]

Ahhh--um. Wow. Okay. So. Was it just me, oooor...

[markofthebrave]

Not you. Definitely not just you. [She looks at him and then around a little suspiciously.] Something weird is going on. I mean, no offense, but I don't usually have the urge to kiss random strangers.

[Let's just get that out there right now. This? Not. Normal.]

[dragoneer]

Ahh--yean, me neither. Really. I think I...just have bad luck. When. I run into you.

[He looks around, too, and--that thing wasn't there before, was it? He points up to the strange plant above the door.]

...Any idea what that thing is?

[markofthebrave]

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[Dude, seriously?]

You're not the only one with bad luck.

[markofthebrave]

Done!

[Katara follows his hand up to the plant above the door.]

No. I was just wondering that when you showed up.

[dragoneer]

It's...suspicious, don't you think? I--uh. Maybe that...has something to do with it.

[Trying to hide his blush--quite unsuccessfully.]

[markofthebrave]

I think it's a bunch of ugly, tangled weeds. I don't see what that would have to do with it.

[Someone might be a bit sulky about this whole thing.]