Mistletoe Meme

[godofthemachine]

Huh... There's a mistletoe right above you... That's weird, it's Decemb-- oh wait. December is the perfect time to get stuck under the mistletoe with someone. And look! There's a someone else stuck with you under there right now! And, of course, you both can't move until you kiss one another (Of course, not specifying where that kiss needs to happen).

Let's start off December with a little holiday cheer!

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This was lovingly stolen from bakerstreet and I feel like AX needs to celebrate the holidays too.

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[godofthemachine]

[Welp. Look what's above their heads.]

I don't suppose you're familiar with the tradition of mistletoe, my dear.

[still_alive]

[She scoffs, glancing up at the mistletoe hanging down from the ceiling.]

Of course I am. A foolish tradition for a ridiculous holiday based off religion.

[That being said, she doesn't put a lot of stock in Christmas or Christianity, because well. AI. Science. She's the personification of the exact opposite of those things. Nor does she have any urge to indulge in the tradition itself.]

[godofthemachine]

Oh, I couldn't agree with you more.

[Religion is as equally silly to AM as it is to GLaDOS. Christmas and its related holidays are simply ridiculous excuses for humans to be frivolous.]

But it seems that this mistletoe has glued us to the ground.

[still_alive]

I noticed. [Tone as dry as the Sahara Desert.]

[That was one of the major differences between being human and being in a chassis. Being human mean that she was hyper aware of every single movement her body makes. Or, in this case, does not make. It's just another reason she hates being human--mistletoe had never affected her while she was in her chassis.]

Although I must admit, I was unaware mistletoe had paralytic properties. [Which would be because it doesn't. But she can't deny that at the current moment, it does. The contradiction of facts displeases her.]

[godofthemachine]

Mistletoe normally does nothing of the sort.

[He frowns, displeased at having this contest of stating the obvious.]

So what do you propose we do?

[It's a mild inconvenience at the moment, but if this paralysis lasts much longer, then AM will grow much more irritable.]

[still_alive]

I'm aware.

[Don't start something you have no intentions of finishing, my dear AM.]

The logical thing would be to kiss. That is what the tradition demands, after all.

[godofthemachine]

[He gives a coy smirk at her response, ready to follow through on what she suggested.]

Well, if you insist.

[He punctuates it with a short chuckle, stepping forward and leaning down slightly. Grabbing her shoulders. Leaning in to actually kiss her.]