A Mild Case of Culture ShockMature

“It’s going to be a lot of work to get a present for everyone.” Van Hay said lightly his silver, razor sharp teeth flashing in the glow of the fairy lights. “There are a lot of us.”

“Hm” Lou smiled thoughtfully. “I may have an idea on that.” Gabriel lit a cigarette and stood up walking to one of the shop windows. He looked at the small display inside a small motorized train made its way repeatedly around a circular track. Snow covered all of the tiny buildings and trees.

“Gabriel?” Berith came up beside him “is everything okay?”

“Fine” Gabriel said a small frown on his face.

“Then what's with the look?” she asked.

“I just don’t really understand all of this.” Berith nodded.

“Other cultures customs can be a bit odd.” She said “especially one this big.” She looked down the street to see Dawn walking back towards them. “Think of one of the festivals in paradise.” Gabriel nodded once.


“The festival of lights?” Berith asked.

“How did you know that?” Gabriel growled.

“Its one of the biggest festivals there is, one of the most extravagant and important.” Berith said “but when I first found out about it I couldn’t understand some parts of it. I still can’t understand some of it.”

“Like?” Gabriel asked

“later.” Berith said noticing that the rest of the group were waiting for them.


Back at the house Lou and the others were welcomed happily. Maxwell and Daryll were in the kitchen making drinks and food for the daemons. Lou filled Dawn in privately about any goings on in Hell.


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