It was the morning of Christmas Eve... sort of. Time had little meaning in the extradimensional realm of the Foundry, where a man whose age could not be calculated using conventional mathematics was sleeping next to his celestial angel of a wife until he was woken by an overly excited young daughter. His early morning was spent taking care of the overly excited wife and daughters until they were properly dressed in their season Christmas outfits in order to head over to their grandmother's house to celebrate the holiday.
As time held such little meaning to him, he allowed the girls to remind him of when Christmas came around, and made sure to prepare special presents for each of them to be opened on the following morning. For the time being, he simply allowed his wife to select his clothing for the day, as he normally would have just worn some sort of armor as he usually did... not entirely appropriate for a holiday, as it wasn't exactly a battlefield.
"Is everyone ready?" he asked the girls, reaching out to stroke the soft, feathery wings of his young wife Vespira, giving her a tender kiss before picking up each of the girls in his arms and giving them kisses as well. "Grandma's house is just over the river and through the woods. If we leave now we'll probably be the first ones there... but I know how much you girls have been looking forward to seeing her."
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