~ The Christmas Party ~

Pocahontas felt herself blushed, looking the other way as she tried to hide it, "T-Thanks.." She said, laughing softly after. She looked at him, wondering what made him so nice all of the sudden. It was like he wasn't trying to hide the kindness.

"No problem," he smiled charmingly as his hands on her waist started moving up and down, rubbing her hips.
Though he had no genuine, romantic feelings toward Pocahontas, he still got a rush out of her reactions to him. He loved teasing her.

Pocahontas felt her body tense a little, feeling him rub her hips. She blushed, letting herself look up at him, before seeing the Santa hat on top of his head. She suddenly laughed, "Well, aren't you festive." Pocahontas said, giggling as she couldn't see him scary for a second.

"Who wouldn't be on christmas?" he asked and laughed with her, only removing one of his hands to take the santa hat off and put it on Pocahontas instead.
"It looks better on you though," he said and winked, as he held her face in his hand to see her better, but also to force her to look at him, deep into his eyes as he smiled.

Pocahontas laughed when he put the hat on her, trying to keep him from putting it on him. She then gaved him a pout when he was able to put it on her head. Though, her body froze as she looked up at him, staring into his eyes. She smiled, "It's nice to see you smile, John."

He decided to try again, and leaned in close to her, so his lips were lingering only an inch above hers.
"It's nice to see you no matter what you look like," he whispered, still looking her in her eyes.

Pocahontas looked away slightly, looking back up at him, "I can't.." She said.

"You can't or you won't?" he laughed. He really didn't expect her to do anything, but it was fun to know how she really felt about him. How even though she said no, she wanted to.
"He would never find out you know..."

Pocahontas looked at him, "No matter how much I want to..I just won't..I have someone else...And..I don't want to mess it up with him.." She said, looking at him, "Please John, please just understand.."

He smiled amused. He knew.
"I know," he said softly.
"But you know I'm right here if you ever want me... and I promise I wouldn't tell.." he winked at her as his hand ran down her figure, resting on her inner thigh for a split second, and then removed it and started walking off to the table again.

Pocahontas looked at him, feeling his finger run down his finger. She then watched him walk off, "John." She called out to him, hoping he would turn around.

He hadn't walked far when she called him and he had to hold in a laugh when he turned around and looked at her.
"Yes?" he asked curiously.

She smiled, "Merry Christmas." She said, before waving at him as she walked off back to Kenai. When she reached Kenai, she hugged him tightly.

He simply smiled and nodded at her before walking off herself.
He knew she wanted him, and that was enough for him. He just wondered how far he could push her until she broke and gave in. It would be fun to try it in the future..

He hugged Pocahontas, and smiled when she came back. "What did he want with you?" He asked worried.

Pocahontas unwrapped her arms, showing him her teddy bears, "To give some presents from Snow and Cindy." She said, smiling at him, "And just to talk to me about stuff." She said, "He didn't do anything."

Dimitri was staring absently at the water, thinking about Shang and Charlotte.
If they were hugging like that then what excatly were they? And for that matter why did he even care?
He knew Snow was dating him, but he had the feeling he wouldn't excatly like Shang.... Snow clearly wasn't happy with him...
His trail of thought came to end though suddenly when Charlotte came running past him crying.
Looking around he wandered where she was going .. he knew this garden fairly well now, after spending 24 hours trapped there, but he was almost certain she did not. No one else was trying to follow her so he decided he would have to be the one to check if she was ok.
Standing up to follow her he started to head down the path until he reached some trees where he saw her. She was crying and therefore didn't notice him at first, but soon enough she looked up. Rather than actually say anything he just looked at her, unsure what he had actually planned to say to make her feel better.

He smiled at her. "Good, I'm glad to hear that." He kissed her softly, before looking at the teddy bears in her hand. "They are so cute. It's a shame I didn't get you anything." He then flashed a big smile at her and reached under his shirt and pulled his totem talisman out. He took it off and put it around her neck. "There, now you got a teddy bear from me too." HE smiled widely at her.

She had just finished wiping her tears when Dimitri came, but though the tears were gone, her red eyes and cheeks gave away what she had been doing. The bruise was a bit too obvious so she quickly tried to cover than up with more hair.
"What do you want?" she asked in a sigh. Not in a rude way, but honestly curious as to why he had bothered to follow her.

Pocahontas smiled, kissing him back. She then looked at him, "It's okay..as long as I have you..I'm fine." She said softly, before having her eyes widen slightly. She looked down at the totem talisman, looking back up at him, "W-What is this?" Pocahontas asked, laughing softly, feeling herself blush.

He smiled at her reaction. "It's my totem. In our tribe everyone, when they come off age, gets a totem to guide them through their life. Mine is bear, it means love."

Pocahontas's froze a little, looking at the totem, "Your giving something so important like this to me?" She asked, looking back up at him.

He nodded. "I know you will take good care of it." He pulled her closer to him and kissed her sweetly.

Pocahontas smiled, kissing him back, "Your so sweet." She said, hugging him, "I love you." She said once again, before looking up at the Christmas tree, forgetting she was still wearing the Santa hat.

He smiled at her. "I love you too honey." He said putting his arm around her shoulder. "You want to go see that tree?" He asked her, when she was staring at it.

Pocahontas nodded, "Yeah, I would." She said, "I kind of never seen one so decorated before." She laughed, looking back at the tree.

He noticed the bruise, even if her face red enough to blend in with it.
Ignoring her question he leaned in closer and pulled the hair away from her face to take a closer look. 'What happened to you?' he asked, knowing fully well in here that there were a hundred possibilities.

"Nothing," she said quickly and looking away. Her cheeks were burning and new tears were welling up in her eyes. She knew all too well what would happen if she told him. He would side with Odette, he would get mad at her. What if he never talked to her again? Why did he have to be so blind to how she really was?
As a few tears ran down her cheeks she quickly looked away, wiping them away again, hopefully before Dimitri could notice. Though that was unlikely as he was looking right at her.

"Me neither. In our village we don't really celebrate Christmas. So this is the first for me." He led her to the tree and let his eyes wander on the decorations. "Why do you think they need to decorate it?"

Pocahontas crosses her arms, "I don't know, to make the tree look prettier?" She asked, being very curious, "But, it looks more festive now. Which maybe is why?" She asked, "But, I kind of heard it's to be celebrate warmer days and turning of the sun." She said, before putting the teddy bear in her right hand, into her left hand. Pocahontas touched one of the ornaments, smiling as she saw her reflection.

He watched as Jasmine swirled her foot in the snow. Aladdin traced shapes as well, and he made a heart with their initials inside of it. "Corny, I know." he said, and smiled.

He listened to her question. "Actually, I think I've only ever had one snowy Christmas. Many years ago, when I was still traveling the world.. We made a stop in Greenland. There was snow, everywhere. And people were singing. I almost never knew what day it was, so I found it a little unusual. But I walked around town and saw trees decorated all of the way up, and families eating big dinners in their warm houses. Groups of people walking around town singing. I asked a man what the festivities were for, and he told me it was Christmas. Being that I was nearly skin and bones, and I wasn't dressed for the weather.. He took me inside and insisted I eat Christmas dinner with their family. His wife and kids spoke Danish, but the man spoke English as well. Since I am now fluent in English, he spoke both languages to keep me informed all night. I asked about the stuff outside... He told me it was snow. I had never seen anything so beautiful..."

Aladdin became slightly entranced, looking up and watching the snow fall very lightly and land on top of other snowflakes. Each of them different, and a unique pattern. They sparkled from the ground. Aladdin looked up at Jasmine and continued talking.

"Until now."

He looked at the shiny onaments, and smiled. "I guess it could be also because shiny objects make people smile."

'Right..' he said, sounding irritated. 'If its nothing then why are you out over here by yourself, crying, with a huge bruise on your face?'
He didn't mean to come across as harsh, but maybe what with what was going on with Snow and Shang he was easily irritable. Plus the repitition of crying and not wanting any help was getting to him... being in the Garden again did not help.

John had been up to his room to collect a very special christmas present. He hated taking care of this bothersome creature, but at the same time the boy was innocent and did not deserved to be killed. Also, he could have given it away to an orphanage, but after his own experiences... he wouldn't take the risk of Aaron going through what he himself had been through.
He had wrapped him in three warm blankets as well as his clothings, so he wouldn't freeze when he walked back out into the cold winter day. Aladdin was one of the first people he noticed while walking towards the party.
Convinient, he thought to himself.
I won't have to carry him too far.
He didn't really mind carrying Aaron. He was an adorable and calm baby boy. But the idea of the others seeing him with a baby wasn't as appealing to him. As he walked closer to him, the sound of his footsteps in the snow made Aladdin turn his head.
"Merry christmas," he said a bit cheekily as he handed Aaron over to his father.

[OOC: You're welcome Al ]

She couldn't look at him, but she really didn't want him to go away either..
As she looked to the ground she couldn't help but trying to utter a few words for him to stay.
"If I tell you... you'll hate me.." she said softly. It was what she honestly believed, and it was clear in her voice when she told him.

Pocahontas laughed, "They are shiny." She said, "And some are glittery." She giggled, looking at all the ornaments.

He wondered what it could be. He knew what it would take to make him hate her and he highly doubted that it would be whatever had caused her to get that bruise.
'Well.. You walked straight past me. And you are a mess...' he said, impaitently trying to get her back. 'But theres a party back there and it will be over before you know it. If you sit here feeling sorry for yourself the whole time you will regret it tomorrow when we are back in our rooms eating bread and water.' He took her by the hand to forcibly get her back to the party. 'Plus I'm sure whatever it is is not capable to make me hate you.. Whatever you've done I've probably done worse' he muttered.

"Probably," she said softly, blushing as he took her hand.
"That doesn't mean you wouldn't tell me I deserved it," she muttered, but followed him.
It was nice holding his hand. A bit too nice. She had to let go of it no matter how much she wanted to keep holding it. As she did, she rubbed it with her other hand, blushing, and looking down on it.
Why did everything that felt so good have to be so bad?

'People don't deserve to get hurt' he said, shaking his head at her tone, taking her briskly back the way they had come.
He didn't particularly want to pass the pool again, so he took a detour around. It was slightly longer, but he figured it was hardly going to affect them, plus it meant hopefully they would join the party from some point less crowded so he wasn't forced back into polite small talk with someone.
As they walked they did in an awkward silence, Dimitri not really bothering to make conversation.

"Tell that to your girlfriend," she muttered. She was getting annoyed at how he wouldn't believe her. What did he know anyway? Of course he would side with her, there was no mistaking it. Odette had always been the one for him, and Charlotte was just.. Charlotte. How could he tell her she was wrong when he didn't even know the story?
She immidiatly regretted saying it however when she realized, if he asked now, she might have to tell the whole story. And that was the last thing she wanted.

She smiled looking at the heart Aladdin drew. It was sweet. Very sweet. As she listened to his story. Amazed by the story itself. To treavel arround the world. Explore all the country's.

''Sounds so nice. One day I would love to go there. Greenland. It sounds amazing. That people just allow you into their houses and let you join at their table to eat dinner. And snow...'' She gazed up to the sky. Looking at the snowflakes falling down. ''This is my first time I see real snow. I've heard of it but never seen it. And it's beautifull.'' She smiled happy. Looking at him. She smiled widen. ''And Danish I would love to hear somebody talk Danish. How does it sound?'' She asked Aladdin.

But before Aladdin could answer The Villain walked towards Aladdin. Handing him a baby. She looked at the Villain who walked away again. She was confused. Bringing her attention back to Aladdin.

Annoyed this time he stopped in his steps. 'I don't have a girlfriend' he said, angry at her consistent stupidity. It was the word girlfriend that hit a nerve- never had he got close to one in here, nor particularly tried to, yet clearly Charlotte never paid attention when he told her that. 'How many times do I have to say that for you to acknowledge it?!'
Obviously he knew who she was talking about though, and sighing asked 'what has she done this time?' although his paitence was wearing thin. He didn't particularly want to hear the same old whining Charlotte gave him whenever she mentioned her. He simply didn't care anymore- both of them were equally pathetic if they had got into a petty row.

After talking to Cindy, Snow looked around and saw the Villain handing Aladdin a baby. At Aladdin's happy expression however she could only assume that the child was his. She bt her lip and decided to approach the Villain, definitely not one of my brightest ideas she thought. "So, you're the one behind the whole operation huh?" She asked quietly.

She kept walking, not liking how he talked to her. She knew she deserved it, and that she was petty. She knew she should just let Dimitri have whoever she wanted and get on with her own life, but it was so hard...
"Apperantly she doesn't like it when I call her a bitch," she muttered softly and walked on.
She was being pathetic and she knew it. She cursed herself for it deep down.
"But don't worry. I wouldn't hit her back," she said, thinking Dimitri was probably worried about Odette getting hurt as well.

He had walked a couple of meters away from Aladdin once Snow White ran up to him, and he didn't stop to talk to her. He assumed, if she really wanted to talk she would follow him somewhere more quiet, and not stand here talking in the middle of the crowd.
"You could say that," he laughed.

She sighed and followed him, she knew she should be afraid but at the moment she was more curious then anything else. "Why have you done all this?" She asked as she gestured at the Christmas tree and the tables piled with food.

'No.... she doesn't like it when you imply shes just a prostitute either' he said, remembering their dinner date when she had slapped him.
'But I don't recall bruising to that extent' he said, inspecting her cheek once more.
It wasn't that bad.. he guessed as she blushed so much the amount of blood normally rushing to her face was enough to put a mark like that one her face.
'Anyway thats the point- I don't care if you hit her back or not... I don't care what she said to you or what you said to her. In all honesty she probably deserves it as much as you do. Its getting ridiculous having you arguing over me and then getting hurt because of it..'

He laughed. She didn't seem as afraid as everyone else was. As afraid as she should be. Even the strong Pocahontas feared him, but this fragile little girl... she was facinating.
He stopped once they had gotten so far the others couldn't see them, hidden away in between a few trees.
"I always was a traditionalist," he said and winked charmingly at her.

She raised an eyebrow and then glanced back at the Christmas festivities, "I don't understand why you go to so much trouble, I mean we're all going to die sooner or later. What's the point?" She asked and clenched a hand, great, now I am definitely going to pay for asking that she thought

The last sentence of his made Charlotte stop in her tracks.
"Fighting over you?!" she asked suddenly and turned around to face him.
How arrogant did he have to be? She might be pathetic, but she would never steep so low as to fight over a guy who didn't even want her. That was more than just pathetic. That was stupid and pointless.
"I might love you, but don't think for a second you're worth fighting over. You made it painfully obvious there was no point in even thinking about fighting over you. I gave up on you a long time ago."
She turned around and started walking again, not really knowing where to wake. The detour Dimitri had taken them on had left her not knowing where she was.
"Besides," she said, stopping in her tracks, realizing she would have to wait for Dimitri to lead her back.
"I called her a bitch because she was a bitch."