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Merry Christmas VanDork!
@vand0rk Your request involved your version of the Van Dort family (Victor, Victoria, and daughter Lily) going to see The Nutcracker ballet, and I have delivered! I still find it amusing that Lily was born the year this premiered. XD Anyway, hope you like!
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“Oh, that was amazing! All the dancers were so graceful and elegant – and the scenery! So beautiful! Oh, Daddy, wasn’t it incredible how they made the Christmas tree grow like that?”
“It was!” Victor agreed, smiling at the bright gleaming joy in his daughter’s eyes. “And so quickly too! I would have thought it would take longer.”
“Me too!” Lily bounced in place, looking rather like she wanted to start pirouetting around the lobby. “And then the battle between the Mouse King and the Nutcracker – oh, I knew that they wouldn’t actually let the Mouse King win, that they couldn’t kill off the title character, but still! I was so nervous for him!”
“I was too – they had quite the fight,” Victoria said with a soft chuckle. “Though, really, what impressed me the most were all those dancers playing mice. I couldn’t believe how smoothly they performed in those costumes! They can’t be light.”
“I imagine they’ve practiced for months and months with them on,” Victor said, trying to picture the scene. “I would have immediately run into a wall the minute I put one on, I’m sure.”
“Oh, Daddy.” Lily gave him a hug. “I’m sure you’d be amazing as a mouse!” She looked up at him, and her brow furrowed. “Granted, you’d be a very tall mouse...”
Victor laughed. “I would, wouldn’t I? I’d tower over all the rest of my fellows. Perhaps I’d be better suited as a tin soldier then.”
“Or the Nutcracker himself, even! He’s one of the main characters – he’s supposed to be tall! And then I could be Clara, and stop the Mouse King from killing you by throwing my shoe!” Lily declared, miming doing just that. “And then you could pick me up and whisk me off into the forest, along the path to – er – where is it they’re going for Act II?”
“The Land of Sweets,” Victoria informed her, checking their programme. “Where they will be met by the Sugar Plum Fairy, and Clara’s bravery in saving the Nutcracker will be honored by a grand dance of sweets from around the world.”
“Ooooh – yes, please, sweep me off to the Land of Sweets,” Lily said with an eager nod.
Victor chuckled. “I’m sure we can make arrangements after the ballet,” he assured her, lightly ruffling her hair. “I’m so glad that you’re enjoying this so much. We were a little worried it wouldn’t be your cup of tea, so to speak.”
“Oh no – it’s absolutely lovely,” Lily said, giving into her impulses and doing a little spin. “I can’t thank you and Mamma enough for bringing me along. Everything is just so – so beautiful, and elegant, and – and I’ve never felt so Christmassy before!”
“The performance does very much suit the season,” Victoria agreed – then let out a little gasp, pointing at the nearby wall. “Oh – speaking of which...”
Victor followed her finger to see a light snow beginning to fall just outside the lobby windows. “Oh! I didn’t think it was supposed to snow tonight,” he said, scratching his head.
“I didn’t either – but it certainly adds to the Christmassy mood, doesn’t it?” Victoria said, giving Lily a smile.
“Definitely!” Lily hurried over to the window for a better look, Victor and Victoria following in her wake. “It’s so light and delicate – perhaps the Sugar Plum Fairy has paid us a visit, sprinkling powdered sugar all over the city.”
“It certainly looks that way,” Victor nodded. “Imagine stepping outside and catching snowflakes on your tongue then.”
Lily beamed at him. “That would be the best,” she agreed, before turning her attention back to the snow. “So pretty...”
Victor grinned at her, then wrapped his arm around Victoria’s shoulders. “What a lovely way to spend the holiday,” he murmured in her ear.
“It is,” she whispered back to him, putting her arm around his middle. “I don’t think I’ve had a Christmas season happier since Lily was born.” She glanced over her shoulder for eavesdroppers, then leaned in. “And I hope a certain someone is enjoying it too.”
Victor opened his mouth to agree – then blinked as movement outside caught his eye. Looking out the window, he thought he saw, just for a moment, the shadow of a blue-tinged figure spinning in the swirl of flakes, arms held wide and head tilted back. He stared for a moment, then smiled and turned back to his wife. “Oh – I think she very much is.”
#this is so sweet and gorgeous tysm <333#emily at the end!!! feels like a nice a callback to edward scissorhands too :)#ilu vicky and i hope you had a magical holiday!!!#cb#visions of sugarplums
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#ag#samantha#ayyy it's my icon#visions of sugarplums#gonna kindly correct this as being 1988 not 1998
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Claudie is ready for the holidays!! 🎄🎁
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We're walking in the air We're floating in the moonlit sky The people far below are sleeping as we fly I'm holding very tight I'm riding in the midnight blue I'm finding I can fly so high above with you
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Dolly's world would have just been an explosion of neon colors and denim and fun music before Scumbert stole it from her. She'd wear funky sweaters and acid-wash jeans and perpetually dirty high-top sneakers. She'd have scrunchies in her permed hair and Debbie Gibson playing on her Walkman 24/7. She'd probably have a skateboard and cruise around being a menace to society like a girl Bart Simpson. She'd still watch cartoons and cuddle her Care Bears and Pleasant Company Molly doll to ruins, but don't tell anyone because she's not a baby (she totally is).
Poor Lo.. she would have loved watching silly sitcoms, Harry potter and going to the mall, cuddling into soft blankies and staying up to watch the stars. She would have loved the new hair trends and cool shoes.
Humbert Humbert is disgusting. She was a child.
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