Standard  disclaimers-characters are somebody else's and I'm not getting paid 
to  abuse them-apply. Archiving permission to www.fkfanfic.com. Roasted  
chestnuts and extravagant presents (I really want the 'How to Insult,  Abuse 
and 
Insinuate in Classical Latin' book) to  [EMAIL PROTECTED] 
This is in response to  the FK Christmas fanfic challenge posted by KC Smith 
on forkni-l. Please  note that the phrasings of the following letters are not 
intended to be  historically accurate-if I had done that much research, this 
would be a  'Christmas in July' tale! 
(For the initialed one. :) ) 
Christmas Letters 
By Molly  Schneider 
Copyright  1998 
XIV Kalends  Janus 
In the 9th year of the  Imperator of Vespasian 
At the River Sequana,  Gallia Cometia 
>From Lucius Divius  Porcellus to his daughter Divia. 
I trust you have  progressed far enough in your studies to read this letter 
without the help  of your tutor, or perhaps with just a little help. I hope 
that your  Saturnalia gifts have arrived in time; it is a very long way from 
the 
camp  here in Gallia to Pompeii. If you behave yourself well while I am gone 
and  obey your mother then I shall bring you another, very special present.  
Your father wishes you the best this Saturnalia, little Divia. 
******************** 
17th December,  1178 
Paris 
>From Lucien LaCroix to  his daughter-in-blood, Janette duCharme, greetings. 
Your letter of protest  reached me this morning. If you object to our being 
parted during the  course of what your term the Christmas season, please 
remember that these  holy days, being both Christian and mortal, mean nothing 
to me. 
Nor, my  dark beauty, should they mean anything to you, or to any of our 
kind.  However, to spare myself your wrath, which I fear is more vehement even 
in  
person than in your letter, I shall endeavor to rejoin you before the 25th  
of this month. Hoping further to appease you, I shall bring both gifts and  
embraces in great abundance. Until that day, I commend myself to your good  
graces. 
******************* 
17 December,  1678 
Paris 
To Janette and  Nicholas, from LaCroix, greetings- 
As we agreed, I have  gone ahead to Paris and opened our house there; all is 
now in readiness  for this season of silly festivities. The decorating of the 
house for your  Christmas, though, I will leave to the two of you. As I have 
told you  countless times over the centuries, such mortal follies are beneath 
our  kind. The court of the Sun King, is, however, the perfect setting for many 
 an amusing game. I must confess that I would never have imagined such a  
dreary little town to have ever earned the title of 'city'--yet a cultured  
city 
it has become. Awaiting your arrival, and the sheer pleasure of the  
companionship of my beautiful children, I remain, 
Lucien  LaCroix 
******************* 
17 December,  1878 
Paris 
My dear  Nicholas, 
Your behaviour in this  matter is both absurd and impolite to the point of 
being churlish. While I  might find this 'Christmas season', with all its 
sickening mortal  hypocrisy, only an irritant, your sister sets great store by 
it 
and by our  family spending the holidays together. I insist that for once you 
set her  feelings over your own and join us in Paris at once. She has gone to 
great  trouble with her plans and you will not disappoint her! 
Your father, 
Lucien  LaCroix 
******************* 
17 December,  1998 
Toronto,  Ontario 
My dearest  Janette, 
I know that we have  always, in the past, spent the Christmas season in 
Paris, and you are  right in saying that her lights are never more lovely than 
in 
December.  Yet I urge you, this once, to come spend it in Toronto. It is not 
the  holiday itself that concerns me, as you know; it is Nicholas. The lost of  
many of his friends these past few years, and the ongoing situation with  our 
'good doctor' have lent even darker shadings to his countenance. You  have 
been sister, lover, mother to him as he needed; please come to  Toronto for 
Christmas and perhaps you can give to him the comfort he will  not take from 
me. I, 
of course, am always glad of your presence; of your  beauty and charm. 
Yours  always, 
Lucien 
FIN






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