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Jenny shows up at 7 o’clock on Christmas Eve; when Abbie opens the door, she waves a bunch of bungie cords in her face. “You have got to be kidding me,” Abbie says, flat. “You’re the one who’s all about being sisters again,” she says, rattling the bungie cords. “And I know you didn’t bother to get a tree, so let’s move, Miss Millie.” Jenny hasn’t called her Miss Millie in almost fifteen years. “Fine, let me get my coat.” “And some ratty mittens. And get a pair for me,” Jenny calls after her as she lets the door slam in her face. Crane’s sitting in the backseat of Jenny’s disgusting old wreck of a car. “I was informed this was a matter of some urgency,” he says, plucking at the hilarious bright orange hunter jacket she’d scrounged up for him from the county storage. He looks like a grumpy, elongated pumpkin. “Oh, it’s the urgency-est,” Jenny says, putting the car in reverse. “We’re going to get a Christmas tree.” [:-) Four.] **||** [1.334 words] <3!fic, fandom:sleepyhollow, genre:gen, trope:holiday!fic, holiday:christmas, rating:G-PG13, site:archiveofourown, ~author:leupagus, via:blueMeridian
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Jenny shows up at 7 o’clock on Christmas Eve; when Abbie opens the door, she waves a bunch of bungie cords in her face. “You have got to be kidding me,” Abbie says, flat. “You’re the one who’s all about being sisters again,” she says, rattling the bungie cords. “And I know you didn’t bother to get a tree, so let’s move, Miss Millie.” Jenny hasn’t called her Miss Millie in almost fifteen years. “Fine, let me get my coat.” “And some ratty mittens. And get a pair for me,” Jenny calls after her as she lets the door slam in her face. Crane’s sitting in the backseat of Jenny’s disgusting old wreck of a car. “I was informed this was a matter of some urgency,” he says, plucking at the hilarious bright orange hunter jacket she’d scrounged up for him from the county storage. He looks like a grumpy, elongated pumpkin. “Oh, it’s the urgency-est,” Jenny says, putting the car in reverse. “We’re going to get a Christmas tree.” [:-) Four.] **||** [1.334 words] <3!fic, fandom:sleepyhollow, genre:gen, trope:holiday!fic, holiday:christmas, rating:G-PG13, site:archiveofourown, ~author:leupagus, via:blueMeridian
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