Advent Calendar Challenge: Day 10
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lipstickcat's prompt, "sherry trifle"
"I want you to know," said Syndi, placing a large cut-glass bowl carefully in the middle of the cluttered dining table, "I'm only doing this because it's Christmas, and you're my brother."
"Okay," said Mars.
"In no way does this mean I approve of your poor life choices."
Marshall shrugged. "Okay."
"I still think you're making a horrible mistake."
"Okay, Synd, I get it!"
Syndi shook her head, staring at her baby brother with wide bewildered eyes, and then turned to regard the thing on the table, which undulated gently beneath her horrified gaze.
"Honestly," she said, nose wrinkling in distaste. "It looks like something you'd eat because you lost a bet. And it smells like Grandma's medicine cabinet."
The sherry trifle glistened and wobbled. A glace cherry rolled free of the whipped-cream topping and bounced off the red and gold tablecloth, leaving a sticky pinkish stain on the rich fabric.
"It looks awesome," said Mars.
Syndi made a little gagging noise in the back of her throat.
lipstickcat's prompt, "sherry trifle""I want you to know," said Syndi, placing a large cut-glass bowl carefully in the middle of the cluttered dining table, "I'm only doing this because it's Christmas, and you're my brother."
"Okay," said Mars.
"In no way does this mean I approve of your poor life choices."
Marshall shrugged. "Okay."
"I still think you're making a horrible mistake."
"Okay, Synd, I get it!"
Syndi shook her head, staring at her baby brother with wide bewildered eyes, and then turned to regard the thing on the table, which undulated gently beneath her horrified gaze.
"Honestly," she said, nose wrinkling in distaste. "It looks like something you'd eat because you lost a bet. And it smells like Grandma's medicine cabinet."
The sherry trifle glistened and wobbled. A glace cherry rolled free of the whipped-cream topping and bounced off the red and gold tablecloth, leaving a sticky pinkish stain on the rich fabric.
"It looks awesome," said Mars.
Syndi made a little gagging noise in the back of her throat.
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