Caleb:[grumbling] "Merry freaking Christmas from your resident runaway omega and his annoyingly cheery former best friend who insists on decking every hall in existence. Because nothing says 'holiday cheer' like dragging up repressed pack trauma and putting it under the tree."
Justin:[grinning and snapping a picture] "Come on, Caleb. That’s the Christmas spirit! Smile for the card."
Caleb: [shooting him a glare] "This is my smile." [snark laced heavily in his tone] "Nothing screams joy like obligatory greetings, fake smiles, and glitter. Lots of glitter. Why are we using glitter on the cards?"
Justin: "It’s festive!"
Caleb: [sipping his hot chocolate with unnecessary drama] "It’s obnoxious. Like the Scarlet Woods' pack parties... but on paper. Are you sure we don’t want to add an apology note to their wolves for me ruining everyone’s lives? Seems on brand for them."
Justin: "How about something snappy instead? Like, ‘Peace on Earth and to all a good night… unless you’re on Caleb’s bad side.’"
Caleb: [snickering] "Ooh, how about this: ‘From our pack to yours… except yours smells terrible.’ Too mean?"
Justin: "Way too mean. Let’s just keep it simple: Merry Christmas from the people who will absolutely out-sass any other holiday card you receive this year."
Caleb: "Add: And P.S. We kept the glitter to a minimum just for you."
Justin:[laughing as he clicks a picture of Caleb mid-eye roll] "Done. That’s the one."
[The card caption, ultimately written below a cozy-yet-snarky photo of the two of them in front of the tree, reads:]
"Happy Holidays from Caleb & Justin. Wishing you all the joy of the season and none of the drama of your pack meetings. Glitter is optional. Love and sarcasm mandatory."
