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It's three days before Christmas, and Tommy's decided he's going to make a to-do list, because screw everyone else, he is self-sufficient. It doesn't matter if Clay takes his stuff! He will simply make more. Christmas is almost here, he's got pep in his step, and he's not going to let any enclavers in extremely green hoodies take that away from him. He's awake and ready when Clay comes by to escort him.
merry christmas, tommy
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"And that can be--that can be part of your Christmas present, what do you think?"
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Then after class they can make two more mana storage crystals for Tommy. They're much smaller than the ones he came in with, but Clay starts carving one in the shape of a dick and Tommy immediately catches on and starts cracking up and mirrors it in the one he's working on, and Clay pretends to jerk it off and has to watch Tommy struggle to keep a straight face and insist that it's an abstract art piece, really, and it's-- it's genuinely, honestly a good time.
He decides he'll let Tommy keep it if he gives up his mana without a fight on Christmas. And then night comes, and morning again.
"Hello."
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He's trying not to get too excited, he really is. But it's hard. "D'you have my present?"
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"...Okay." Handshake. At least he has some mana storage, now, he's not completely helpless.
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"Do you want your gift here or in the library?" Clay wiggles and bounces a little on his toes. "I brought it in my backpack, in case you wanted it right away."
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"Here, I guess? I dunno, I mean, I don't have a backpack for it if it's big but also, like, you usually walk me back anyway, so..."
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Then Clay will take a container out of his backpack! It's reasonably sized, with holes drilled in the lid, and inside is some sawdust. He rubs his hands together while he speaks, and doesn't look Tommy in the eye. "I, uh, I don't really know what spiders like? And we don't have, like, leaves here or anything. But I thought it'd probably be better for them to at least have somewhere to be where they don't have to, like, worry about bigger mals and stuff? I made it pretty fancy, with, like, the sawdust and everything, but the basics were pretty easy. I dunno if there's, like, a reason you hadn't already made it and nobody else made it for you--oh, and another thing--" A chunky wooden cross, threaded onto a bit of string. "'Cause you're, like, religious and all that, I figured you probably just didn't bring one 'cause of the weight limit so I made you one."
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"I-- Can I please talk to Toby? Just today? It's-- it's my first Christmas without him since we were kids. Please, man."
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"If you keep out of trouble, you can have Easter together, okay? Maybe even before then, if you're really good."
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