25 days of cadnis :D

day 24: christmas eve

eeee day 24!!! happy christmas eve (to those who celebrate!) have some A N G S T. ehehehe.

cady is 20 and janis is 21 in this one :)

tw for
minor self deprecation
general Unhappy Times

enjoy!!

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"Jayjay!" Cady yells from the kitchen.

"What?" Janis asks, heading down the hall to find her.

"Where are the cookies?" Cady asks. Janis points to the top of the microwave. "Oh."

Janis laughs as Cady stands on her tippy toes to reach them, barely managing to get a finger on it and tug it down. It nearly falls on top of her, but she catches it at the last second.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm getting everything ready for Santa!" Cady says happily. "He's coming soon."

"Santa?" Janis chuckles, pressing against her girlfriend's back and kissing her cheek. Cady nods eagerly.

"My tracker says he's in England, I wanna make sure I have time to get everything perfect."

Janis is leveled by this sentence. Cady doesn't usually do sarcasm, and when she does it's painfully obvious. Janis can't detect the slightest hint in her voice. Her twenty-year-old girlfriend still absolutely, wholeheartedly, completely believes in Santa. Shit.

"Are you sure you want to give him homemade cookies? Don't wanna poison him," she chuckles, trying to distract Cady while she formulates a plan. She has to keep the magic alive for her. She can't be the reason Cady stops believing. It would crush them both.

"No, they're good! We did good," Cady pouts. "And milk sometimes works as a treatment for ingested poisons, anything bad would probably be cancelled out. And he's magic, anyway, he'll be fine."

"Magic indeed," Janis agrees. "I'm gonna go finish wrapping presents."

"I thought you finished already," Cady says confusedly, pouting as Janis kisses her one more time before she pulls away and heads to their bedroom.

"I missed a few, I'm almost done," Janis replies. She had actually finished, but this revelation means she needs to change the tags on a few. "Stay out here."

"Okay. Have fun," Cady says. "I'm gonna make food for the reindeer."

"I'm sure they'll appreciate it," Janis calls down the hallway before whispering, "What the fuck do I do?"

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"So how is Santa getting here? I've never had a Christmas in an apartment," Janis asks, trying to see how Cady thinks this is all going down.

Cady shrugs. "There's plenty of room on the roof. And we have a fireplace, they probably go all the way down. He can just pop in each one and then make his way down and around the building."

"Makes sense," Janis agrees. "Where are you going?"

"To the roof! We gotta go put out the stuff for the reindeer!" Cady says like it's obvious. "Come with me, I don't like the roof."

"Okay," Janis chuckles, tugging on her coat and following her girlfriend to the stairwell. Cady is armed with a large bowl of oats and a bag of carrots. Janis doesn't have the heart to tell her it's more likely to be eaten by squirrels than any reindeer.

Cady hands her the carrots and makes nine perfect little piles of oats. Janis stands behind her to make her feel safe, since they're up high and it's windy. She rests a carrot next to each pile and makes a mental note of where they are so she can come clean this up later.