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[orleans-jester]

Contrary to what a lot of people believed, Figaro wasn’t a vegetarian. They’d eat cow and pig if there was nothing else on the menu, but birds were what they preferred the most. The dumber animals, essentially. Fig could tell you first hand that they were repetitive, annoying bastards. So there would be a turkey in the oven come Christmas day. The colorful banner with Britney, Zack Morris, Lilo and Bill Murray and the crappy Christmas tree that they haven’t replaced since Fig was a baby, lots of wrapping paper shed from all of the presents - that was just some of the outer Christmas joy. Diana was helping in the kitchen, wearing a sexy little Santa costume that Fig got her. Hans had retreated back to the attic when Zero came around, not feeling comfortable with him yet but would sometimes tap in codes to Willem through the walls - even he had a goofy fake beard over his mask for the one moment that he would make an appearance to give Willem a sculpture that he had made and then give Fig the yearly quick hug and then scuttle right back up.

But the real Christmas was in the spirit of it all. Happy faces all around. Gep trying to make up for the lack of Captain Hook - though he’d say, ‘Willem, my boy, invite your own Papa H! That means I’ll have to eat less turkey sandwiches this week!’ And Victor would be invited in as well for dinner if he so desired. Funkytown’s doors were open to anyone who needed em really.

But there would be a spare moment, Figaro and Diana dancing around in the kitchen while cutting up potatoes, trying to make the slices into shapes before putting them into the water, Zero invited with them, when Papa G would go over to Willem and put a hand on his shoulder. “How about we have a little talk up in my studio, eh son?”