#omgcp winter extravaganza

[parrishsrubberplant]

December 7 - enough latkes to feed a hockey team

“I have a very important question.”

“Yeah?” Holster looks up from the cupboard, where he’s hunting for the skillet. It used to live down here, until someone (he’s naming no names) replaced it with baking trays. “Where’s my skillet?”

Bitty drags a chair over to the cupboard. “Um, up here.”

“The fuck,” Holster says, without any heat. He reaches over Bitty’s head and grabs it. “What’s your question?”

“Food processor this year, or nah?” 

“Hmm,” Holster says.

“Aren’t you always saying it isn’t really Hanukkah until someone loses the tip of a finger?” Ransom salutes them with a beer, uses the bottle opener magnet to remove the top, and then tosses the cap across the room into the trash can. “Bullseye!” He’s still crowing as he walks out of the room.

Bitty looks from the five pound bag of potatoes on the kitchen table, to Holster, and then back to the five pound bag of potatoes. 

Holster sighs. “Grater attachment?” He’ll never tell, but it’s what his Bubbe ends up doing when she has to make latkes for more than half a dozen people. They’ve sworn to take the secret to their graves.

Bitty sets up the food processor while Holster scrubs potatoes. “I’ll chop the onions,” he volunteers.

The food processor hums as Holster feeds it potatoes. The grated potatoes go into their largest bowl; once that’s filled, Holster starts in on the second largest. They wring the grated potato out using a towel.

“I hate this,” Bitty mutters, scraping bits of potato off the towel. “I hate soggy latkes more,” Holster mutters back out of the side of his mouth. He adds flour, salt, and eggs to the bowls. Bitty mixes with his hands, humming.

Holster heats oil in the skillet. He puts baking sheets in the oven, ready to preheat for the finished latkes.

They’ve just finished the first batch when Dex comes up from the basement. “Something smells like fried--oh.” He smiles at Holster. “Happy Hanukkah!”

Holster gives him a bro hug, careful not to smear Dex with his potato-y hands. “You too,” he says.

“Who all is coming?” Dex asks Bitty.

Bitty shrugs. “Jack, Tater. Shitty’ll be here if he can get away from the library. Lardo. Farmer. Team.”

“Not our roommate,” Holster says.

“Poor dude,” Dex says with unexpected sympathy. Holster rolls his eyes.

Dex pulls on the extra-large pink dishwashing gloves and begins doing dishes.

The kitchen smells like oil and potato and happiness and Hanukkah. Holster smiles.

[oddree13]

Dec. 1 - Gift Exchange - OMGCP Winter Extravaganza  (Read on AO3)

Day 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 20, 21, 22, 23, 24, 25

This was not the way it was supposed to happen. There were twenty players on the team after all, so the odds of pulling his name should have been slim right? But no. With the luck Will had, it was no wonder that he had pulled Nursey’s name out of the hat.

To make matters worse, he was standing in the middle of the kitchen with the rest of the team, listening to Bitty explain the parameters of the gift exchange, and having to do his best not to combust on the spot. As soon as the explanation was over (twenty-five dollar limit, nothing offensive, and it must be wrapped), Dex took the stairs two at a time to his room, and shredded the offending evidence as soon as the door was closed.

How was he supposed to pick a gift for Nursey? Nursey was the kind of guy who bought himself what he needed, and what he did buy was way out of Dex’s price range. One time Nursey had been wearing a sweater that Dex had actually liked for himself, and, curious, he had looked up the label. Needless to say it cost about as much as some of his hockey equipment.

But the greater issue was that Dex’s crush on Nursey had only grown since living together. He needed to figure out a gift that didn’t say “I love you, please date me” but rather was a simple “Hey I got your name, here you go.”

Walking over to his desk, he sat down, and tried to not turn around as Nursey entered their shared room.

“Dex, Dex, I’m going to need your help with the secret santa thing. I got Tango and I’ve no idea what to do.”

With an audible sigh, Dex swiveled his chair to look at Nursey with a raised brow. “First off, what part of secret do you not understand. Second of all, it’s been all of five minutes, so you can’t be panicking yet. If you can’t come up with something by the end of the week I’ll help,” he offered, knowing that Tango wouldn’t be hard to buy for.

Giving Dex a series of unimpressed faces, Nursey flopped down on his bed asking, “Who did you get?”

“Again Derek, the key element of this activity is the word ‘secret’ which I don’t think you’re getting,” he reiterated, turning back around in case his face gave anything away.

Lucky for Dex, Nursey left the subject alone for now, which let Dex panic in silence as he stared at his homework.

***

Four days later and Dex couldn’t come up with a gift. He’d tried everything - general browsing, listicles, even pinterest. Nothing.

Then, as luck would have it, Nurse spent the night complaining about the lack of Ravenclaw merchandise in proper colors.

“The books say blue and bronze, and I get that the combination doesn’t look the best on screen, but come on! Also, who the fuck thought it would be better to change the mascot. It’s an eagle, how dope it that,” he exclaimed, as he stared at the top of his bunk, worn copy of Order of the Phoenix by his side. Dex for his part was coding and unsure of why he was being told this.

“Why am I supposed to care again?” he asked, swiveling his chair to look over at Nursey.

“Because the books are better than the movies, Poindexter, and my sister and I are going to the Wizarding World of Harry Potter during New Year's and I’m going to be stuck with inaccurate merchandise options,” he sighed, lolling his head to the side to return to his book.

“Right,” Dex dragged out, as he looked back at the screen, his mind turning. Thankful that his monitor didn’t face the beds, Dex opened up the yarn site his sisters favored and began to look through colors. Soon he had purchased yarn enough for at least a scarf that was still under the price limit.

***

It was the day before the gift exchange. Dex was seated at the library, knitting under the table as he watched a recorded class lecture in preparation for midterms. With his headphones on, he didn’t notice when Nursey sat down across from him until the other hockey player had unplugged his head phones.

“What the fuck, Nurse,” he hissed, keeping his voice low because of their location.

“I feel like I haven't seen you in over a week...and we share a room,” he tagged on, looking annoyed.

“I’ve been busy,” he shrugged, pausing the video and making sure to keep his knitting under the desk.

“What have you been busy with?”

Sensing that he might not be able to get out of this so easily, Dex just told him the truth. Well most of it.

“I’ve been making my secret santa their gift and you are a horrible secret keeper so I wanted to work on it away from the room so it wouldn’t get spoiled.”

“Rude. I’m great with secrets,” Nursey scoffed, indignant.

“You told me within five minutes of getting Tango’s name that you got him,” he replied. Nursey gaped for a bit before settling down.

“But it’s tomorrow!” he squawked, drawing some shushes and glares from people around them.

“Then wait until tomorrow. Now go, I need to finish this lecture.”

“Fine, but you’re not that great at secrets either. I can at least tell you’re knitting,” he smirked as he walked out of the library, kicking the ball of yarn under the chair.

Bending under the table to pick up the ball before it found it’s way under someone else’s work, Dex tucked the ball into his bag with a scowl and he began another row.

***

The night of the exchange Dex sat by the tree, as he was designated gift distributor by Bitty as he was least likely to throw the gifts or withhold them from people, which had become an issue last year when their previous captains had placed a compliment tax on presents.

Once everyone had their gifts, people had to guess who had them for the exchange. For every incorrect guess they had to drink. This turned into quite a spectacle as Tango couldn’t decide who to guess so he just went clockwise around the circle. It took him seven people before landing on Nursey. Chowder got Sharks gear which he loved, but he was also left him several drinks in before figuring out his gifter.

Dex for his part opened up his gift and found a nice engraved pocket knife, whose blade was just at the legal limit for Massachusetts. Without hesitation he looked at his captain as he flicked it open. “Thanks, Bitty,” he beamed, knowing that the smaller man had a similar one in his bag at all time, a fact which startles some of the team.

When it got to Nursey, Dex watched from his seat beside the tree nervous. He hoped that Nursey at least liked it, and would be too excited to read too much into it.

As Nursey opened the box, and pulled away the tissue, his eyes lit up. “This. Is. Perfect!” he exclaimed, pulling it out of the box and wrapping it immediately around his neck. Most of the team was confused by the enthusiasm thinking that Nurse was just really excited about a scarf. It wasn’t until he settled down and began to look around that his eyes landed on Dex.

“Dex?” he asked, hopeful.

“Yeah. Found it online after your rant,” he half-lied, at least the yarn itself came from the internet.

Bitty ended their reveal by pointing at the next person. It wasn’t until later when they were back in the room that Nursey cornered him.

“You didn’t get this online. I saw you knitting something in the library, remember?”

“I got the yarn online,” Dex shrugged, trying to move around his defense partner.

“You knitted me a proper Ravenclaw scarf for the winter,” he smiled, looking at Dex softly.

“Well you had a lot of feelings about colors, and I had skills to fix it,” he replied, blushing, and still stuck between the wall and his partner.

“You know between the red hair and knitting skills I’d think you were a Weasley, but I know better,” he teased, inching a bit closer.

“Is that so?”

“Because you, my dear Dex, are a hardworking Hufflepuff. Loyal to a fault and dedicated to making this team work. You balance me out.” Taking a step closer, Dex saw Nursey’s eyes flick down to his lips.

“Can I kiss you?”

Dex nodded, unsure of what he heard. It wasn’t until Nursey had looped the scarf around both their necks, and pressed their lips together, that Dex knew he wasn’t making it up.

“Happy Holidays, Will,” Nursey beamed as he pulled back, looking bashful.

“Happy Holidays, Derek.”

[omgcpwinterextravaganza]

OMGCP Winter Extravaganza 2017 Masterlist

Dec. 1 - Gift exchange / From Vienna Teng's The Atheist Christmas Carol "It's the season of grace coming out of the void"

Day 1 – Gift Exchange fill by 17piesinseptember 

Day 1 – Gift Exchange fill by ericbittlle 

it’s the season of grace coming out of the void by whiskeytangofrogman 

It's An Eagle, Not a Raven! by Oddree13 (AO3) 

Mr. Floop’s Big Adventure by airplanesandcookies 

spreadsheets to make it easy by jamesiee (AO3) 

Dec. 2 - SMH Snowman building competition / From Vienna Teng's The Atheist Christmas Carol "Where a man is saved by a voice in the distance"

An Epikegster In Snow by Oddree13 (AO3) 

Day 2 fill – Snowman building competition by ericbittlle 

Day 2 fill – “Where a man is saved by a voice in the distance” by 17piesinseptember 

Snowmen by airplanesandcookies 

Snow-men, -women and –sharks by WhatWouldLilyDo (AO3) 

where a man is saved by a voice in the distance by whiskeytangofrogman 

Dec. 3 - Getting stranded in the snow / From Vienna Teng's The Atheist Christmas Carol "It's the season of possible miracle cures"

A Guide To Layering by W. Poindexter by Oddree13 (AO3)  

Black Ice by Triodia 

Day 3 fill – “It’s the season of possible miracle cures” by 17piesinseptember 

Day 3 fill – Getting stranded in the snow by ericbittlle 

Miracle by airplanesandcookies 

Dec. 4 - Midnight snowball fight / From Vienna Teng's The Atheist Christmas Carol "Where hope is currency and death is not the last unknown / Where time begins to fade"

Day 4 fill – Midnight snowball fight by ericbittlle 

Dibs by airplanesandcookies 

Midnight Snowball Fight by Oddree13 (AO3) 

stumbling with snowballs by jamesiee (AO3)  

Dec. 5 - Saving someone from falling on ice / From Vienna Teng's The Atheist Christmas Carol "And age is welcome home"

Day 5 fill – “And age is welcome home” by ericbittlle 

Grandma’s Annual Card by airplanesandcookies 

let your guard down (but forgot to take it off) by jamesiee (AO3)  

The Best Goalie On and Off the Ice by Oddree13 (AO3) 

Dec. 6 - Injured putting up holiday decorations/ From Vienna Teng's The Atheist Christmas Carol "It's the season of eyes meeting over the noise / and holding fast with sharp realization"

Day 6 fill – injured putting up holiday decorations by ericbittlle 

eyes meeting over the noise by WhatWouldLilyDo (AO3) 

Fallen by airplanesandcookies 

Ornaments As Weapons by Oddree13 (AO3)  

Words aren’t for tinsel (it’s a feeling) by jamesiee 

Dec. 7 - Staying warm / From Vienna Teng's The Atheist Christmas Carol "It's the season of cold making warmth a divine intervention"

Baby It's Cold Outside by Oddree13 (AO3)  

Melt Your Bones by Triodia 

Warm Toes by airplanesandcookies 

Dec. 8 - Mistletoe / From Vienna Teng's The Atheist Christmas Carol "You are safe here now"

Best Friends by WhatWouldLilyDo (AO3)  

Exam by airplanesandcookies 

Hanging Around the Mistletoe by Oddree13 (AO3)  

Dec. 9 - Winter kegster truth or dare / From Vienna Teng's The Atheist Christmas Carol "It's the season of scars and of wounds in the heart / Of feeling the full weight of our burdens"

Truth or Dare? by Oddree13 (AO3)  

Dec. 10 - Ugly sweater party / From Vienna Teng's The Atheist Christmas Carol "It's the season of bowing our heads in the wind / And knowing we are not alone in fear / Not alone in the dark"

#Blessed by Oddree13 (AO3)  

Crochet by airplanesandcookies 

Sweater Weather by Triodia 

Dec. 11 - Picking out a tree / From Vienna Teng's The Atheist Christmas Carol "Don't forget"

A Proper Lumberjack by Oddree13 (AO3) 

Day 11 fill – Picking out a tree by whatwouldfrogsdo 

Taste Test by airplanesandcookies 

Dec. 12 - Novelty menorah / From Vienna Teng's The Atheist Christmas Carol "Don't forget I love you"

Don’t Forget I Love You by Oddree13 (AO3)  

Novelty by airplanesandcookies 

Dec. 13 - Baking cookies / Making sufganiyot solo for the first time

Trying To Make It Taste Like Home by Oddree13 

Dec. 14 - Wrapping gifts or inability to wrap gifts / “Seriously who stole the gelt?”

Bags, Paper, Tissue, Bows...and Sometimes a Ruler by Oddree13 

Dec. 15 - Favorite holiday movie / Evolution of holiday traditions

Haus Holiday Film Fest by Oddree13 

Dec. 16 - In the Window / Gingerbread house competition

Gingerbread Haus Haus Competition by Oddree13 

Dec. 17 - Flight cancelled / Making latkes

Day 17 fill – Flight cancelled (plus alternate ending) by 17piesinseptember

Snow Problem by WhatWouldLilyDo 

There's No Substitute for You by Oddree13 (AO3) 

Dec. 18 - Visiting the family during holidays / Gift shopping

Bringing Christmas To You by Oddree13 (AO3) 

Dec. 19 - Shitty’s birthday / Character doesn’t celebrate Christmas

Best Birthmas Ever by Oddree13 (AO3) 

Dec. 20 - Fake dating AU / Hot chocolate

None

Dec. 21 - Blanket fort / Ice skating

Day 21 fill – Blanket fort by 17piesinseptember 

Dec. 22 - Winter clothing / Knitted presents

None

Dec. 23 - Person A loves the Christmas season, but Person B absolutely hates it / Kitchen mishaps

Day 23 fill – Kitchen mishaps by 17piesinseptember 

Dec. 24 - “Up on the Haus top” / 12 days of Christmas

None

Dec. 25 - Bonus free space

Day 25 art fill by randomnoteforfuturereference 

[checkpleaselibrary]

Best Friends by WhatWouldLilyDo

teen and up audiences

no archive warnings apply

1 259 words

completed

connor whisk/tony tangredi

Whiskey goes to Tango's house for Christmas.

For Day 8 of OMGCP Winter Extravaganza prompt: "You are safe here now"

[ao3feed-nurseydex]

Snow Problem

read it on the AO3 at http://ift.tt/2lu4bFh

by WhatWouldLilyDo

“Hi!” Dex stared at Chowder upside down from his place on the floor. “You’re supposed to be on a plane.” “Flight’s cancelled. No flights in or out of Boston because of the blizzard.”

Dex's plans for a quiet Christmas at the Haus with his boyfriend get disrupted by a freak snow storm.

For OMGCP Winter Extravaganza Prompt 17: Flight Cancelled

Words: 3181, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 4 of OMGCP Winter Extravaganza 2017, Part 1 of NHL!Nursey

Fandoms: Check Please! (Webcomic)

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Derek "Nursey" Nurse, William "Dex" Poindexter, Chris "Chowder" Chow, Caitlin Farmer, Nursey's Mom, others mentioned - Character

Relationships: Derek "Nursey" Nurse/William "Dex" Poindexter, background charmer - Relationship, zimbits sorta mentioned in passing

Additional Tags: flight cancelled, Snow, AHL!Nursey, NHL!Nursey, frogs senior year, Christmas Eve

read it on the AO3 at http://ift.tt/2lu4bFh

[samwellstudentunion]

Events in the Check, Please! Fandom December 17-December 23, 2017

OMGCP Winter Extravaganza Cont’d

Dates: December 1-25 More Info: @omgcpwinterextravaganza​

Shitty’s Birthday

Date: December 19

Bitty’s Valentines Sign Ups

Dates: December 20-January 7 More info: @bittysvalentines​

And that’s it for the week! Check out the full Calendar here and be sure to let us know about any Check, Please! events you hear about!

[ao3feed-holsom]

eyes meeting over the noise

read it on the AO3 at http://ift.tt/2zUvMFw

by WhatWouldLilyDo

Ransom and Holster's first Winter Epikegster after graduating is a roaring success.

For Day 6 of OMGCP Winter Extravaganza prompt: “It’s the season of eyes meeting over the noise / and holding fast with sharp realization”.

Words: 1414, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 2 of OMGCP Winter Extravaganza 2017

Fandoms: Check Please! (Webcomic)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Justin "Ransom" Oluransi, Adam "Holster" Birkholtz, Samwell Men's Hockey Team, Other Samwell Athletes

Relationships: Adam "Holster" Birkholtz/Justin "Ransom" Oluransi, Minor or Background Relationship(s)

Additional Tags: Getting Together, Epikegster, OMGCP Winter Extravaganza

read it on the AO3 at http://ift.tt/2zUvMFw

[parrishsrubberplant]

December 3 - lighting the candles on the menorah

“How sure are you we aren’t going to burn the Haus 2.0 down?”

Holster presses the tip of the match firmly against the rough side of the matchbox. “Pretty sure.”

Ransom hooks his chin over Holster’s shoulder. “I’d prefer ‘very sure’ or ‘certain,’” he confesses. Holster smells like unscented deodorant and laundry detergent and library. Holster always has a certain scent when he gets back from the library--not quite B.O. and not quite books and not quite crowded T train. A mishmash of all of them.

Holster strikes the match. “I did this every year we were in college.”

“True.” Ransom doesn’t move or step back as Holster lights the shamash. “Do you need to sing?”

“You probably know it too, by now,” Holster says. He leans back a tiny bit, relaxing into Ransom’s hold. “Baruch Atah Adonai Eloheinu Melech Ha'olam, asher kidshanu b’mitzvotav v’tzivanu l’hadlik ner shel Hanukkah.”

“Amen,” Ransom says.

Holster picks up the shamash and uses it to light the first candle. It’s pink. He tips the flaming wick of the shamash until the flame transfers. “Baruch Atah Adonai Eloheinu Melech Ha'olam, she’asah nisim l’avoteinu, b’yamim haheim bazman hazeh,” he sings.

Ransom releases him. “Amen. Can I light the second one?”

“Of course.” Holster watches as Ransom lifts the shamash and lights the second candle--green--with grave concentration. He places the shamash back in the center.

They stand together for a moment, watching the candles burn. Ransom can feel Holster’s warmth all along his left side. “I’m glad I didn’t go to med school right away,” he confesses.

The corner of Holster’s mouth curves up. “I’m glad you didn’t either.”

[parrishsrubberplant]

December 1 - unexpected visitors (see the full prompt list here)

The door creaks. It’s the one thing Dex hasn’t fixed yet. It’s a feature, he keeps telling himself, not a bug. They don’t need to put socks on the door because the door itself is an advance warning system.

He realized, curled up on the full-sized air mattress next to the beer fridge, that he forgot to bring down clean underwear.

Hence the secret mission: get back upstairs, get into Nursey’s room, get clean underwear, get out.

Except--the door. It sounds like the shrieking of the damned, like the wailing of a tortured soul. “I thought it was supposed to be only the attic that’s haunted,” he mutters.

There’s a rustle, and then a sleepy voice says, “Nah, haven’t you ever heard Britney while you’re brushing your teeth? And you know Chow doesn’t play Britney.”

“Jesus, Mary, and Joseph!” Dex presses a hand to his pounding heart. “I didn’t think you were going to be awake.”

Nursey snorts. Dex scrambles for possible translations. “You bonehead” is a strong contender, as is “Of course I’m awake; the barometric pressure is dropping and I have a broken bone.” Dex cracked the hall window as he came upstairs--the hall radiator is outdid itself. The air had smelled wet, like the impending snow.

Dex moves carefully across the floor, testing each step before he takes it. He has tripped over socks (his), a fountain pen (Nursey’s), and a diminutive plush shark (Chowder’s) in the dark before; he’s taking no chances.

“Your fort is sick,” Nursey says drowsily.

“The literal actual fu--are you sleeping in my bed?” Dex whisper-screams. He curls his hands around the edge of the dresser. It’s a nice piece--he found it on a run, half a mile from campus: the only thing wrong with it was that a couple of the drawer knobs needed replacing. The moulding feels reassuringly solid under his fingers.

“Hell yes,” Nursey says. He sounds more awake now.

Dex opens the drawer and grabs underwear by feel. Five pairs ought to do it, especially since he’s sleeping right next to the washing machine.

“I’m not going to risk my beautiful body climbing up that ladder,” Nursey continues.

Dex has a sudden, vivid memory of being ten years old and twenty feet up a silver maple, hiding in the Poindexter treehouse. Please don’t find me, please don’t find me, please don’t find me. It didn’t work then and it doesn’t work now.

“Because of your ‘sports injury.’” Making air quotes in the dark causes him to drop several pairs of underwear.

“I lost a bet,” Nursey says. “I owe Chowder a coffee; I bet him you wouldn’t come back up here until tomorrow.”

“I’m sorry,” Dex says, and bends down to pick up his underwear. It isn’t what he expected to say at all. Please don’t find me. He was ten years old, and all he wanted was...five minutes of privacy. One thing that was just his. 

“For someone who has, like, enough siblings for a two-man advantage, you are crap at sharing,” Nursey says.

Dex picks up his underwear. “Got any more 2 am wisdom for me?”

The top of Nursey’s waterbottle clicks and liquid sloshes as he drinks. “Nope. Sleep well.”

Dex hesitates, shifting from foot to foot. He should say something else. He should do something else. “You too.” He clutches his boxes to his chest and pulls the door closed behind him. It shuts noiselessly.

[omgcpwinterextravaganza]

OMGCP Winter Extravaganza

It’s the holiday season, and since you don’t have enough to do, let’s have a fic and art fest! 

Every day from December 1 through December 24, two prompts will be posted (with a bonus “write whatever you want” day on December 25). Write or draw as much or as little as you like, for as many or as few prompts as you like.

Please tag us (omgcpwinterextravaganza) so we can reblog your work. There is also an AO3 Collection if you want to post there.

Prompt List

Dec. 1 - Gift exchange / From Vienna Teng's The Atheist Christmas Carol: "It's the season of grace coming out of the void" 

Dec. 2 - SMH Snowman building competition / From Vienna Teng's The Atheist Christmas Carol: "Where a man is saved by a voice in the distance" 

Dec. 3 - Getting stranded in the snow / From Vienna Teng's The Atheist Christmas Carol: "It's the season of possible miracle cures" 

Dec. 4 - Midnight snowball fight / From Vienna Teng's The Atheist Christmas Carol: "Where hope is currency and death is not the last unknown / Where time begins to fade" 

Dec. 5 - Saving someone from falling on ice / From Vienna Teng's The Atheist Christmas Carol: "And age is welcome home" 

Dec. 6 - Injured putting up holiday decorations / From Vienna Teng's The Atheist Christmas Carol: "It's the season of eyes meeting over the noise / and holding fast with sharp realization" 

Dec. 7 - Staying warm / From Vienna Teng's The Atheist Christmas Carol: "It's the season of cold making warmth a divine intervention" 

Dec. 8 - Mistletoe / From Vienna Teng's The Atheist Christmas Carol: "You are safe here now" 

Dec. 9 - Winter kegster truth or dare / From Vienna Teng's The Atheist Christmas Carol: "It's the season of scars and of wounds in the heart / Of feeling the full weight of our burdens" 

Dec. 10 - Ugly sweater party / From Vienna Teng's The Atheist Christmas Carol: "It's the season of bowing our heads in the wind / And knowing we are not alone in fear / Not alone in the dark" 

Dec. 11 - Picking out a tree / From Vienna Teng's The Atheist Christmas Carol: "Don't forget" 

Dec. 12 - Novelty menorah / From Vienna Teng's The Atheist Christmas Carol: "Don't forget I love you" 

Dec. 13 - Baking cookies / Making sufganiyot solo for the first time 

Dec. 14 - Wrapping gifts or inability to wrap gifts / “Seriously who stole the gelt?” 

Dec. 15 - Favorite holiday movie / Evolution of holiday traditions 

Dec. 16 - "In the window" / Gingerbread house competition 

Dec. 17 - Flight cancelled / Making latkes 

Dec. 18 - Visiting the family during holidays / Gift shopping 

Dec. 19 - Shitty’s birthday / Character doesn’t celebrate Christmas 

Dec. 20 - Fake dating AU / Hot chocolate 

Dec. 21 - Blanket fort / Ice skating 

Dec. 22 - Winter clothing / Knitted presents 

Dec. 23 - Person A loves the Christmas season, but Person B absolutely hates it / Kitchen mishaps 

Dec. 24 - “Up on the Haus top” / 12 days of Christmas 

Dec. 25 - Bonus free space

Many thanks to @stultiloquentia for suggesting the song “The Atheist Christmas Carol” by Vienna Teng and breaking down the lyrics into prompts, and well as for helping with the Hanukkah prompts.

[oddree13]

Dec. 3 - Getting Stranded In the Snow  - OMGCP Winter Extravaganza   (Read on AO3)

Day 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 20, 21, 22, 23, 24, 25

The bus was stuck.

Their game at Yale had gone into overtime and they had taken a while to leave the school while they waited for someone on second string was getting checked for a concussion. In all the rush no one had checked the updated weather forecast, which is how the team was currently stranded on the highway somewhere near Worcester.

And it was getting cold.

Before the snow had started to pile up too high, Dex, along with Ransom, Holster, and Whiskey, had gone with Coach Hall to liberate the luggage from under the bus so the team could layer.

For his part, Nursey was working with Bitty and Lardo to collect whatever food all the guys had packed to evenly distribute between the players. Lucky for them a few of their teammates were snacky dudes who packed enough for three days.

With the luggage and the food distributed, the boys huddled down for the night while the coaches and the bus driver worked on notifying both the school and the local authorities about their situation.

Sitting back down, Nursey showed Dex their share of the food. “I think we’ll survive until morning. Is it really that bad out there?” Derek asked rummaging through his duffel for his sweater and roadie pillow.

“Yeah, it’s really coming down. It’s not really safe to keep driving so they made the right call,” Dex sighed, as he sat down next to his partner, and began to layer.

Looking over at Nursey who was just piling clothes onto himself, Dex shook his head.

“You’re layering wrong.”

“What do you mean I’m layering wrong?”

“I mean you’re not putting your clothes on in a way that’ll keep you warmest,” he muttered, exasperated, and rummaged through Nursey’s duffle, as well as his.

“Look, just take your shirts off,” Dex said, causing Nursey to grin.

“Poindexter, I never took you as the forward type. At least get me a drink first,” he smirked, before taking his shirts off.

“I’m ignoring that,” he huffed, and handed Nursey one of his thermal shirts. “This’ll retain your body heat the best and even if you get stuffy as the night goes on you can take off a top layer or two without worrying about body damage,” he began, watching and Nurse put his on and then did the same.

“Now you can put on your longsleeve shirt. We aren’t hiking so we don’t need to worry too much about the cotton getting wet and tightening up. After that you can put on your sweater and then that ridiculous puffy jacket you insist on owning.”

“It looks good on me, and it’s super comfortable,” he grinned, as he settled his puffy jacket over him as a blanket.

“You know if Shitty was here he’d suggest that the team strip naked for body warmth and bond by pushing away the vestiges of toxic masculinity,” Nursey whispered to Dex as his defense partner started to settle in.

“He would, and then he’d probably try to get out of the bus in the middle of the night convinced that the elements would do him no harm,” he giggled.

“But I mean he isn’t wrong about body warmth and all,” Nursey hinted, lifting up his large jacket so Dex could slide underneath.

Hesitating for a second, Dex slid under the blanket-like jacket, using their situation as an excuse. Settling in beside Nursey, Dex let Derek use him as a pillow. “You are such an octopus, I swear,” he commented, having shared many beds with Nursey on roadies.

“I know, but you don’t mind,” he yawned.

Waiting a few moments Dex had to agree. “No I really don’t.”

“You know, we can do this outside of roadies and being stranded in a snow storm,” Nursey whispered after an extended pause, a bit of hope in his voice.

“What freeze?” Dex asked, a bit curious but not afraid that he was misreading the situation.

“No. Um, cuddle and shit.”

“Cuddle and shit?” Dex repeated but with a slightly higher voice.

“I mean you don’t have to say yes it was just a suggestion,” Nursey began to say, backpedaling.

“No, no, I’d like that,” he smiled, moving his hand to twine his fingers with Nursey’s. “Maybe we can get some coffee when we get back to campus and discuss what the ‘and shit’ part means.”

“Yeah, that’d be chill,” Nursey beamed, and tucked himself against Dex’s shoulder to settle in for the night.

***

The next day, both boys found themselves, curled up in a booth inside of Annie's, sipping coffee and planning a date.

Cuddling and shit.

[oddree13]

Dec. 5 -  Saving Someone From Falling on Ice - OMGCP Winter Extravaganza  (Read on AO3)

Day 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 20, 21, 22, 23, 24, 25

Chowder was the team goalie not just on the ice but off the ice too.

It started November of his freshman year when the enthusiastic goalie first saw snow. Beyond excited he watched it come down all night, and by morning the heavy coat of snow on the ground was just what he was looking for. Bolting out of his dorm room with his new winter coat, his stolen plastic cafeteria tray in hand, Chowder ran across the quad to wake up Nursey and Dex, wanting to share the amazing weather with his two best friends.

After some time sledding and throwing snowballs at each other they trio began to walk what had become a well trodden path back to the dorms. As they chatted Nursey slipped on a patch of ice, and as the defenseman was accepted the fate that would befall his behind as he plummeted towards the ground, a firm arm caught him around the waist.

“Careful there Nursey!” Chowder smiled, thinking nothing of the gesture.

“Nice save there Chris,” Dex lauded in amazement.

“Oh it was nothing. Easier than a puck,” he grinned and let Nursey lead them back to the dorm.

From then on, the team witnessed Chowder save each of his teammates from eating in on the ice off the rink.

He rescued Holster from a icy drink spill outside a kegster once.

Stopped Bitty from eating it on his way back from Murder Stop and Shop during a butter run.

Caught Lardo when she stepped out of Annie’s, even saving her hot coffee in the process.

His skill for catching his friends from falling had become so prolific that Shitty wanted to change his nickname to Spiderman, but Jack vetoed it, along with a few others on the team.

But who stops Chowder from slipping on the ice, Tango asked when he saw first hand how Chowder had managed to steady Whiskey as they walked out of team breakfast.

“Me of course,” Farmer laughed, as she walked alongside his boyfriend, pulling him in for a kiss, and keeping him steady on the slippery ground.

[oddree13]

Dec. 2 - SMH Snowman Building Competition  - OMGCP Winter Extravaganza   (Read on AO3)

Day 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 20, 21, 22, 23, 24, 25

In an effort to create a friendly rivalry between the fraternities, sororities, and sport teams that had houses along Jason Street, the Swallow decided to sponsor a snowman building competition. The team with the best display in front of their house would be given a trophy and a large supply of Annie’s coffee.

Most of the Samwell Men’s Hockey team hadn’t given a second thought to the announcement until Ransom and Holster burst into the Haus one day, proclaiming that they had signed the team up because the Lax bros were going down. Apparently one of the Chads in Ransom’s class was bragging about how they would get the prize no problem, and without hesitation, Ransom had pulled up the entry form and signed them up.

“I know it’ll be a lot of work, but we can’t let them win because FUUUCCKK the Lax Bros,” to which the teammates around the table agreed.

“Fine, but what were you thinking?” Nursey asked, his vague interest in these proceedings growing the more enthusiastic Ransom became.

“Holster owns the complete Calvin and Hobbes collection, I’m sure we can find some inspiration there.”

***

When Lardo came home after class that evening she was greeted to the sight of several grown hockey players reading comics and diagramming potential layouts for their “Epikegster” themed snowman diorama. She had brought Ford over to start showing her the ropes in what she had hoped to be a fairly normal fashion, but instead they had been greeted with chaos strewn all over the living room.

But like any good team manager (or potential team manager) they each took it in stride and lended their talents.

By the end of the night they had a plan of action that included Ford, Dex, and Tango setting up a tall barrier of cloth around the Haus to cover their creation until the day of judging. Ransom, Holster, and Chowder would be the ones hauling around the snow, while Lardo, Bitty, and Nursey shaped and decorated. Whiskey was given the duty of lookout, but as soon as Shitty caught wind of their plan he volunteered himself for additional security and sent a photo of a hockey stick with nails through the end.

“He binged all of Stranger Things over Thanksgiving break and think’s that Harrington had a good idea” Lardo sighed, looking a bit apologetic.

***

The team spent the entire two days before the competition working on their setup. The centerpiece was the beer pong table where Snow-ardo was single handedly defeating two obvious Chads. Around the scene were a variety of snowpeople in drunken states, including a Snow-rsey passed out on a table, a Blizz-tty dancing, and such props as a tub juice cooler and snow pies. Holster wanted to bring the green couch out to make a sleeping Chowder, but Bitty spent the better part of an hour explaining the dangers of mold and dampened fabric, all while passing out the fourth round of coffee and cocoa.

In the end their entry spanned the entirety of the front lawn and porch.

Despite the indignant protests from the Lax bros about how they were portrayed in the scenery, the Samwell Men’s Hockey team was given a lovely trophy for their mantle and enough coffee to last them through the spring semester.

[oddree13]

Dec. 6 -  Injured Putting up Holiday Decorations - OMGCP Winter Extravaganza  (Read on AO3)

Day 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 20, 21, 22, 23, 24, 25

Unbelievable. That was the word that came to mind as Dex tweeze bits of glass from Nursey’s face, arms, and feet. His defense partner was sitting on the edge of the bathtub looking a bit stunned.

“How did you manage this again?” the redhead asked, plucking a particularly large shard out of Nursey’s cheek.

“I told you I don’t know. One minute I was talking to some girl, and the next the Christmas tree was toppling me over,” he huffed, wincing as he accidentally grazed a part of an ornament lodged in his finger.

“I’d like to think that someone bumped into it from the other side, but you’re a magnet for disaster so it wouldn’t shock me if that tree fell of its own volition,” he teased, pulling the last fragment out of Derek’s hand.

“Haha. Very funny Poindexter. At least I got all of it and Amber was alright.”

“Oh. Is that her name?’ Dex asked casually, trying to not sound annoyed.

“Yeah. Or at least I think so. She told me it just as the tree fell.”

“Maybe I should come up here and let her play doctor,” the ginger offered, trying to be a supportive wingman.

“Nah, she wasn’t exactly my type. Plus, you’re way better at taking care of me,” Nursey grinned, watching as Dex methodically cleaned each cut and then bandaged it.

“I had lots of practice before Samwell, and needless to say you’re keeping my skills sharp,” he laughed, carefully cleaning the big gash on Nursey’s cheek, trying to be as gentle as possible.

As Dex’s fingers tenderly grazed his cheek, Nursey couldn’t help the goosebumps that rose on his skin.

“Any injuries involving Christmas trees or ornaments?”

“Actually yeah. One year my younger brother and sister were watching some GI Joe cartoon thing on the television, and I guess in one scene a soldier took a grenade, yanked the pin with his teeth, and threw it. Well, my sister was a bit mischievous, and still is come to think of it, and my brother...well he’s gullible. So as the show ended, my sister pointed to one of the glass ornaments on the tree and suggested to Sean that it looked like a grenade. Well, needless to say I was picking out glass shards from my brother’s gums for twenty minutes after that. Cara was grounded through the winter, and well, we only have plastic ornaments at home now,” Dex sighed, looking up at Nursey as he finished his story.

“I’m not sure if I should be horrified or impressed by your sister,” Nursey guffawed, as he stood from the rim of the bathtub to check himself out in the mirror.

“I hope whatever scars come from this at least make me look roguish, and not like a walking disaster,” he huffed, turning to check his profile.

“I’m sure you’ll look fine,” Dex murmured, checking his watch. “It’s still pretty early you know, I’m sure Amber is still downstairs,” he suggested, moving towards the door.

“She was cool and all but like I said, not my type. How about we go get the good beer in the basement and you can keep me company while I drink some of this pain away?”

“As your medic I do not recommend more than two beers, but as your friend, I suggest tub juice to numb the pain,” Dex smirked as he opened the bathroom door and stepped into the hallway.

“How about we each get a glass of tub juice and people watch from the window in our room? Not going to lie, this took a bit out of me. But if you want to go, you know, find someone to go home with tonight I’m chill.”

“Nah, Nurse, no one downstairs is really doing it for me right now.”

“How about upstairs?” Nursey asked, half joking as he leaned on the stair’s railing.

Unable to stop his eyes from drifting to Nursey’s lips, Dex blushed. Clearing his throat he choked out, “Umm, I think so. But maybe I can tell you more about it over some drinks?”

“Sure thing Will. I’ll be in the room. Don’t take too long, or who knows, the lights in our room might try to strangle me,” he joked, walking into their shared room, leaving Dex bright red as he walked down the stairs.

[17piesinseptember]

notenoughgatorade replied to your post “Dec. 17 - Flight cancelled / Making latkes - OMGCP Winter Extravaganza...”

awnnnn, i wanted that perfect coincidence <3

Ah, sorry!! I almost did but I thought, perhaps too cheesy? Maybe I’ll write you an alternate ending...

[ao3feed-nurseydex]

Black Ice

read it on the AO3 at http://ift.tt/2BbIynz

by Triodia

Words: 619, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 1 of Ficlets for OMGCP Winter Extravaganza 2017

Fandoms: Check Please! (Webcomic)

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: M/M

Characters: Derek "Nursey" Nurse, William "Dex" Poindexter

Relationships: Derek "Nursey" Nurse/William "Dex" Poindexter

Additional Tags: Road Trips, Winter, Handyman William Poindexter, Snow

read it on the AO3 at http://ift.tt/2BbIynz