"It's cool, we'll just ban ourselves from talking about terrible things for the rest of the party. Although, that means we have to come up with a proper punishment if either of us violates that rule, otherwise it's totally pointless."
He glances around the room, trying to think up something that'll work well enough until he spots the table covered with cookies and candy canes and cupcakes and whatever else Allison had laid out like the excellent host she is. "Okay, how about if we catch each other saying something about how shitty our old worlds were, we eat one of the sweets. Seems like it wouldn't be much of a punishment now but trust me, after more than a few of those things, we'd be full of nothing but regret."
That suggestion doesn't actually stop him from wanting a cookie, to be completely honest, and he nods for Tris to follow as he heads over to the table. They pass by the tree on their way there, and Newt glances at it for a moment with a crooked smile. "Oh, Christmas tree, how do I explain thee? The actual origin depends on who you ask, I guess, but one of the theories is pagan roots. Surprise, surprise. Another theory is that pagan Europeans who converted to Christianity would decorate the trees to scare away the devil." He shrugs, grabbing at one of the sugar cookie reindeer and biting down on its head. "Either way, sure smells nice."
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He glances around the room, trying to think up something that'll work well enough until he spots the table covered with cookies and candy canes and cupcakes and whatever else Allison had laid out like the excellent host she is. "Okay, how about if we catch each other saying something about how shitty our old worlds were, we eat one of the sweets. Seems like it wouldn't be much of a punishment now but trust me, after more than a few of those things, we'd be full of nothing but regret."
That suggestion doesn't actually stop him from wanting a cookie, to be completely honest, and he nods for Tris to follow as he heads over to the table. They pass by the tree on their way there, and Newt glances at it for a moment with a crooked smile. "Oh, Christmas tree, how do I explain thee? The actual origin depends on who you ask, I guess, but one of the theories is pagan roots. Surprise, surprise. Another theory is that pagan Europeans who converted to Christianity would decorate the trees to scare away the devil." He shrugs, grabbing at one of the sugar cookie reindeer and biting down on its head. "Either way, sure smells nice."