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Buon Natale, JoJo. I hope you enjoy your gifts.

I deeply appreciate your having thought of me, as well.

Ah, thank you so much! I'm glad that you liked it all; it was my pleasure to be able to give you something.

[has he already eaten an entire package of the pastries given to him? maybe. maybe not. it's a Joestar family secret.]

[So sure he has. Giorno smiles a little.]

And the same.

I hope your day is going well...?

It's been absolutely wonderful so far! But it's not hard for me to enjoy the holidays. Things always seem brighter.

[assuming this is before the dog gets metaphorically thrown through his window because otherwise he'd just be a gibbering pile of tears]

Oh? Then you had the sort of family that celebrated these things?

I wonder what that was like, so long ago...

It really wasn't so different from now, although I think that without the electric lights the trees of today wouldn't really hold up.

[he chuckles good-naturedly. Victorians really liked their extravagant tress, ok. nobody seems to appreciate that anymore.]

I used to filch the sweets off the back branches before we left for the Christmas Eve party and hope no one would notice, but Father always seemed to catch me. I think he was a bit disappointed when I finally stopped; it was something of a tradition by then.

...there were sweets on your tree?

[Sorry, that's the only thing registering at the moment.]

Oh, yes. Everyone would have them to some degree in between the more permanent ornaments; we'd hang the smaller gifts on the tree as well.

[he's telling you, the trees were faaaar superior]

Well! That sounds rather complicated. No wonder you're unimpressed by the electric lights.

Although, glowing does add a certain charm to it?

Oh, please don't think I don't appreciate them! It's really very nice to watch the lights catch the sparkle off the ornaments.

[he pauses, the laughs]

And it's probably much safer than the candles we'd put on ours.

...yes, that's true. Flames and greenery are rarely safe when placed together.

[Wow, JoJo, wow.]

I wonder how many houses burned down as a result of that sort of thing.

[considering how heavy the emphasis on AS MANY CANDLES AS POSSIBLE has been in everything I've looked up so far I don't want to know the actual answer to that...]

I imagine that there were a few, but it's not the sort of thing that you lit and walked away from. We never had any trouble with ours.

[and the house burned down anyway but whatever details]

Hm. Were they let nightly, then, or only on that particular night?

Really, this is all interesting. I sometimes forget how displaced you are. I don't mean that negatively, of course. Only that interesting to me how much history you carry in your head.

I believe the universe has done more heavy lifting on that front than me; it's taken over a hundred years to make my remembrance of simple moments remarkable.

[he laughs a little bit. Jonathan's situation has always filled him with wry amusement whenever he thinks on it - here he was, a man dedicated to studying the past, suddenly an artifact of the past himself. it was almost absurd.]

But to answer your question, we'd light them every night. It was nice to enjoy its glow for as long as possible, especially when we were all together.

...what a nice thought. A warm picture.

I'm glad you had the chance to experience something like that.

I was very fortunate to have those moments as long as I did.

[even if some of the amicability was founded on lies, Jonathan still had seven Christmases full of quiet moments with his little family around the tree. looking back, that was far more than he'd have ever thought to ask for.]

I hope that I've been able to give my family those same happy memories in the future. It's silly, but I've only realized now that I still haven't asked Joseph what his holidays were like at home.

Hmmm..

[Well, he has a hard time imagining Joseph as the gathering around a tree type. On the other hand, the guy can be surprisingly sentimental so he's not ready to assume.]

...ah. Did you get something for my father?

...I did, yes.

[said somewhat awkwardly, because Jonathan knows that it's not really something that most people would approve of. but Dio is his brother, and it's fucking Christmas; there's no way he's not giving him something.]

Has he been talking about it?

[is this why Giorno's asking? did he misjudge how poorly the zippers would be taken even with the book? oh god he totally did didn't he shit shit shit.]

No, not at all. It's nothing like that. I just wondered.

[because, well. He rubs his face.]

I think he'd like that.

[he relaxes once more, content to know that Dio hasn't been wandering around Heropa shaking the box of zippers in random people's faces and screaming WOULD YOU LOOK AT THIS SHIT, TRUE GENTLEMAN MY ASS]

I do hope so. It wouldn't have been right to leave him out of the celebration, and I did try my best to give something thoughtful.

I'm sure he can tell. He's very--

[FACE RUBBING.]

Hmm. Well, I'm sure he'll enjoy it, whatever it is.

I'm sure he'll find some use for it...

[hopefully by USING THEM TO ZIP UP HIS CROTCH. although Jonathan honestly doesn't have much faith in that; he'll just be happy if the gift-giving itself isn't broadcast around too much.]

But then that's the best one can hope for whenever you give gifts. I'm sure everything will turn out fine.

I'm sure he will. But...

[honestly, he'll probably just stroke them and purr about it, but giorno doesn't know that and doesn't want to know that, so...]

...hopefully nothing too strange.

[he doesn't want to see cats with unzippable heads wandering around or anything, ok. not that he even knows what the gift is, but the point is, dio is weird.]

I wouldn't worry. He knows I'll take them back if he gets out of hand.

[OH MY GOD LIKE THE PEOPLE-HEADED CATDOGS WEREN'T BAD ENOUGH]

You'll try. I wouldn't guarantee that he'll give them up.

[You have no idea how much you mean to him, do you? Ugh. Giorno rubs his face.]

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