[Funny enough, Dustin's not the only one giving gifts a day late. Dorian was getting to head out and deliver his presents to everyone when he hears a knock on his door.]
[He goes to answer it, only to see the presents at his feet and the boy walking away...]
[Dorian attempts to get the boy's attention before he's out of sight.] Dustin?
Really? What sort of child doesn't expect a gift on Christmas?
[Other than the poor workers and orphans, but Dustin doesn't seem like he belongs to the lower class. Not that he has to explain how Victorian society works.]
I'll be right back! [He disappears into his room for a moment. Feel free to follow.]
[ It's cute. It's really cute, and even though Dustin's supposed to like grown up things now he takes it with a strange sort of child like reverence. ]
This looks just like the one in the book! Do you know it? the Velveteen Rabbit?
[He chuckles.] It's two deals now, if I remember correctly.
[Suddenly, those events didn't seem all that bad. Dorian never really thought much about children before Wonderland, much less caring about one of them. He wonders, briefly, if he would have befriended this child without the influence of Neverland making them equals for a few days. Certainly, he wouldn't have met the boy again if it wasn't for that flower crown.]
[At any rate, Dorian felt a sense of calm satisfaction as he patted the boy's shoulder. This wasn't the fleeting satisfaction from material things or questionable habits. This was something else.]
It must be rather hard on you. I thought you might have needed a happy Christmas.
Let's have a gift exchange, shall we?
[He goes to answer it, only to see the presents at his feet and the boy walking away...]
[Dorian attempts to get the boy's attention before he's out of sight.] Dustin?
action;
[ He whirls around, pointing dramatically. ]
You weren't supposed to catch me, so it would be a surprise!
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You should have left the wonderful gifts at my door sooner, then!
[Oh, children. When they're not being horrible brats, they are so full of innocence and mischief. Almost made Dorian consider raising one... Nah.]
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[ He's a little embarrassed now, too. he shoves his hands in his hoodie pockets, face scrunching up briefly before he moves back towards his friend. ]
Now it's just weird and awkward.
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I think we can make this memorable in better ways.
[Dorian smiles, beckoning to the child.] I happen to have a gift for you myself. I can fetch it for you real quick if you like.
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[ Hey, that's--that's really cool. He nods, gesturing for the other to grab it. ]
I wasn't really expecting anything.
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[Other than the poor workers and orphans, but Dustin doesn't seem like he belongs to the lower class. Not that he has to explain how Victorian society works.]
I'll be right back! [He disappears into his room for a moment. Feel free to follow.]
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[ He says that as he's following the other, stopping right at the doorway to squint at the surroundings as he waits. ]
Can I say hi to Basil?
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[Dorian comes out of his room with a velveteen rabbit in his arms. It's just like the old Christmas story, but of a much nicer quality.]
[He presents it to Dustin.] Happy Christmas, my friend.
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[ It's cute. It's really cute, and even though Dustin's supposed to like grown up things now he takes it with a strange sort of child like reverence. ]
This looks just like the one in the book! Do you know it? the Velveteen Rabbit?
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I know how much you like visiting my rabbit, so I thought you should have one of your own.
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You can borrow a book if you want! My room just sort of came with it. Actually, my room looks a lot like my one back home.
Can I still visit your bun, though?
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Does it now? So we have that in common...
[Dorian glanced behind him at his room.]
I don't see a problem with visiting my rabbit. Perhaps you could bring your book with you as well.
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And--Dorian? Thanks. This is the first Christmas without my family, so..
[ He shrugs. ]
It means a lot.
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[Suddenly, those events didn't seem all that bad. Dorian never really thought much about children before Wonderland, much less caring about one of them. He wonders, briefly, if he would have befriended this child without the influence of Neverland making them equals for a few days. Certainly, he wouldn't have met the boy again if it wasn't for that flower crown.]
[At any rate, Dorian felt a sense of calm satisfaction as he patted the boy's shoulder. This wasn't the fleeting satisfaction from material things or questionable habits. This was something else.]
It must be rather hard on you. I thought you might have needed a happy Christmas.