The Chrismukkah Delimukkah

[super_ironist]

All in all, Seth is happy with the decision.

While the idea of one gigantic super winter holiday, or of a Thanksgivmukkah, had been an appealing one, it would have either meant starting the whole thing on Thanksgiving and going eight days, or one whole month of holiday goodness.

Chrismukkah is a resilient holiday, Seth knows, but the idea of changing it just once when Hanukkah and Thanksgiving won't coincide again for another 70,000 years just seems like poor planning. So Thanksgiving had gone on as scheduled, and had been full of a surprising amount of deliciousness, considering it's just him and Summer now. And with the holiday season officially underway, Seth is in full Chrismukkah planning mode. And that means getting a tree and decorating.

Tis the season, finally. Weird other-dimensional city or not. Chrismukkah is too strong to be deterred by dimensional displacement.

He's on the couch sketching something for a class project when he thinks of it, and his figure drawing has suddenly started morphing into a giant anthropomorphic Christmas tree as his mind wanders.

"Summer," he calls, not bothering to look back and see where she might be in the apartment, "I think we need a tree."

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[littlemissvixen]

"Please, as if not getting one was ever an option," Summer says over her shoulder from where she's standing in front of the opening refrigerator, examining what leftovers they have. They are, she thinks, one of the best parts of Thanksgiving. Even if the holiday did have to unfortunately coincide with the technical beginning of Hanukkah this year, she thinks they've gotten that pretty well worked out, and still means to continue reaping the benefits of a delicious meal. "When do you want to go? I mean, the sooner, the better, right?" She pops a bite-sized piece of turkey into her mouth, only half-chewing it before she adds, "Do you want any food?"

[super_ironist]

Summer confirming his worry about their lack of a tree is all Seth needs to hear, and he's already on his feet by the time she asks if he wants food, his Chrisma-fied sketch left behind on the couch.

"We can do turkey sandwiches on the way," he replies, because now that they're talking about the tree, he can't see any reason for them to not head out and get one right now.

Maybe he should be studying for finals, but he thinks Summer will probably agree that Chrismukkah is more importnat right now.

[littlemissvixen]

"Well, alright," Summer says, a little surprised, though she knows she probably shouldn't be. Cohen's the only person she knows who gets more into the holidays — or, rather, his uber holiday, which is even better — than she does, which, really, is pretty great. Besides, after a Chrismukkah without him, she would just be glad to have him here at all. "Sounds good to me."