If I could visit the moon, well I'd dance on a moon beam but then? [Open]

[delightfulloony]

Drifting like a ghost through the eternal hustle and bustle of Santa's workshop a pale blond girl seemed simultaneously in shock and yet utterly serene as she gazed about at the color and life that filled every corner of the main work areas.

She sidestepped elves and slid around yeti as they went about their business, greeting many of them by name before coming to her final stop. The moon window nook.

She'd discovered this place not long after she was rescued from the evil witches that had been enchanting children with a siren song. Among the children taken captive it was discovered she was like many of the visitors to this shop, from another world.

And so she was briefed on the situation and left to her own devices. A bit of an odd one even by the standards of this place she seemed perfectly content to watch and listen and help herself to what she needed unless there was someone nearby she could politely ask.

It was in this fashion she claimed this corner of the workshop as her own. It was a nook with large clear windows framing it that looked out over the frozen land below and the glowing face of the moon above. The Northern Lights danced beautifully along the sky making it a very peaceful place in an otherwise busy shop.

Today she had a stack of books resting on the ground next to the built in bench and it's many cushions. Some fresh hot chocolate steams on a small table nearby along with a plate of fresh baked sugar cookies.

Wrapped in a warm knit sweater with a picture of a rabbit on it she made herself comfortable and smiled at someone passing by greeting them in her soft dreamy voice.

"Hello. Are you looking for something?"

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[coolcoolcool]

"No," said Abed, because he too had mostly just been wandering around. Not aimlessly. Never aimlessly. He loved Christmas and for right now he was living in the place where Christmas was almost a living thing. He still wasn't sure all of this was real but even if it wasn't, this was one of the most spectacular delusions his subconscious had dragged him into and as long as it seemed real, he was going to make the most of it. So he spent most of his days exploring every single thing he could find in the Pole. He didn't say anything else for a moment, tilting his head at the girl as he looked at everything around her - the cocoa, the books, the cookies. Then he pointed at the cocoa. "You should try the peppermint cocoa. It's the best one. I can tell that's not it because they always put a candy cane in as a garnish as an extra touch of whimsy."

[animalhats]

Molly's Hat of the Day (brown rabbit with a nose and eyes and pink on the inside of the ears!) was made by one of the yetis, and it was a bit oversized (on purpose, though, he swears!) and Molly then decided to steal a sweater they'd made for Kon and some fuzzy socks and has been running around happily drowning in oversized warm goodness and sliding on the floors for fun, including past Luna's little window nest.

"Nuh-uh," she said as she slid past, then trotted back to talk more. "We never talked. Sorry, that was rude, I get really distracted here a lot, 'cause there's so much cool stuff. I'm Molly!"

[bedazzledmyface]

"Yes. Have you seen a bedazzler around here?"

Mabel didn't look as if she needed it, judging by the amount of plastic jewels already on her sweater, but she had an armful of Santa hats that were unbedazzled. Gifts for the new myths, not that Luna needed to know that, since she'd be getting one too. Once Mabel got to know her a little better, anyway.

"I'm Mabel! Nice sweater."

She proudly lifted her armful of hats to show off hers, bright pink with a heavily bedazzled dinosaur on a skateboard.