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The first thing Angeal had noticed was the tree had fallen over.
The second thing was that Genesis was sprawled near the top of it.
The third and final thing he looked at was a quietly wheezing Vincent.
"I... am afraid to ask but... what happened?"
Vincent turns to him, eyes full of mirth.
"Genesis realized we don't have a star for the tree."
Angeal tilted his head in confusion.
"We don't have a Christmas star? I was certain we had one somewhere..."
"WE DON'T NEED IT."
Genesis' muffled shout makes him jump.
"Er, it is tradition to have one--"
"IT'S ME, ANGE."
"You...?"
"I AM THE STAR."
Everything suddenly clicks into place as Angeal slowly raises his hands to hide his face.
"Genesis... you can't just stick yourself onto a tree."
"SO I'VE LEARNED."
Vincent laughs harder as Angeal kneels on the ground, torn between groaning or stressed laughter.
"You're like a damn cat, old friend. What were you expecting to happen after you got on top the tree?"
The ex-turk manages to speak out during his fit of chuckles.
"Oh, Genesis got on top for about three seconds before the whole thing came down. Thank goodness we haven't put any ornaments up yet but hearing his yelp made my day."
"SCREW YOU, VINCENT."
"I love you too."
"Hopefully the tree hasn't broken anything."
Angeal lowers his hands, giving a quick glance to see the extent of the damage.
Genesis huffs, propping himself and shooting an unamused look towards him.
"And what about me?"
"You're more durable than a tree, Gen. I know you haven't broken anything."
"Except maybe your pride." Vincent helpfully pipes up.
"You-!"
The cloaked man dissolves into small laughter at the fierce glare shot his away.
Angeal sighs, moving closer and extending a hand towards his stupid, best friend.
"Come on, let's get you up."
Genesis sniffs, grabs the offered hand, getting up and tossing his arms around the taller one's neck.
"Vincent is so mean, Angeal."
"He's only teasing, friend."
"He's a meanie!" Genesis insists childishly, grinning at Angeal's laugh.
"Sure he is. Help me get the tree up."
"On it!"
And just like that, Genesis is perked up and in a better mood. Angeal rolls his eyes, what a dramatic person.
A dramatic person he's honored to love.
...
Even if said person can be an absolute feral dumbass at times.