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    “So you can see why we are all gathered here, right?”

    Gendry nodded his head. “I think.”

    “We all have big boners for Starks.” Ygritte crackled and Theon threw her a venomous look. “So Margaery made a club.”

    “Oh gods.” Theon muttered in distain. “It’s not a fucking club.”

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    For the first time in life everything seems to be going well, great job, great friends, great boyfriend. So when Robb asks him to spend Christmas with him and his family Theon doesn't think much of it. Only, halfway down the road, he comes to realise that Robb hasn't been entirely honest, putting his patience and affection to the test.

    This is an advent fic, which will be updated with short chapters each day of advent to be completed on Christmas Day.

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    “No,” said Robb, rubbing the bridge of his nose. God, he loved his family, but sometimes he dreamed of being an only child. “No one is murdering anyone, especially not you, Rickon. You’re nine.”
    “No one would ever suspect me if I did it,” said Bran, looking up from his books.
    Jon rolled his eyes. “Bran, you’re in a wheelchair.”
    “Exactly. I’d be in court all, oh boo hoo, I was tragically injured at such a young age, look at me, how could you think I did it?”
    “How would you do it?” said Arya, with too much interest.
    “I’d bait him into stealing my wheelchair and then push him off a cliff in it.”

    Or - Sansa is bringing someone home for Christmas. Robb is hopelessly pining after his best friend. Ned Stark is trying his hardest to be a supportive father, and Jon is done with everyone.

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    “Does it console you if I tell you that my first gig was me playing the son of some crook because someone in production looked me up and figured that if my father was locked up for not having paid taxes on his business for about twenty years and a few other not so menial things, then I was the perfect choice?”

    “… Not really because it just confirms that this industry is shitty and we’re two masochists for even wanting to work in it.”

    “You won’t find me disagreeing,” Theon says, “but hey, could’ve been worse. Imagine if they cast in our place anyone from the prissy kind of acting school who doesn’t get the point of scrubbing come off cinema chairs for the love of the craft.”

    “Shit,” Robb grins, “right, you’ve got a point. Well, to surviving the next month.”

    “Hell, we’re going to need it,” Theon says, clinking his glass against Robb’s again.

    Yeah, Robb thinks, we’re going to need a lot of alcohol to get through it.

    A lot of it.

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