Have Yourself a Merry Little...
[by victoria p.]

Rating: G

Summary: Daniel spiffs up the joint.

Notes: Thanks as always to Jen, Pete/Melissa, Dot, and Meg. written for _riz, who requested "Daniel, Christmas lights, anxious."

Date: April 7, 2005

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He was climbing down the ladder when he heard a cough behind him. He turned to see Lucien, one arm folded across his chest, cupping his other elbow, supporting his chin in his hand.

"Yes?" he asked, still somewhat impressed at the regal sound of his voice -- his voice, and yet not quite his anymore, or not just his. Daniel still wasn't quite sure how that worked. He raised an eyebrow for good measure, a trick that never failed to delight him.

"Very, er, festive, sir," Lucien said, looking at the string of lights that hung twinkling from the top shelf of the bookcase.

He felt himself start to fidget under Lucien's scrutiny and stopped. Dream didn't seem the type to fidget.

"I think they're pretty," he said. "And they remind me of home."

Lucien nodded, and Daniel relaxed. "Of course, sir. You realize you didn't have to hang them yourself."

"Merv is busy--"

"You could have just--" Lucien gave an elegant turn of the wrist and Daniel smiled.

"I know, " he said. "But this felt more... real. "

Lucien nodded again, and smiled back. "Very good, sir. Would you like to help us decorate the tree?"

"Lead the way, Lucien. Lead the way."

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