Walker Advent calendar: Flap #4

Rate: PG
Disclaimer: Just borrowing.
Summary: A Christmas tale.
Spoilers: None.
Word count: 370

“I’m just going to assume that Kevin and Scotty aren’t going to make it,” Kitty says when taking out plates to set the table for tonight’s family dinner. Nora looks up from her stew.

“Why wouldn’t they?”


“I just figured they were going to lock themselves in the apartment and do that nauseating lovey-dovey thing,” Kitty says, taking out two more plates. Sarah had told her about the gift she had sneaked into their loft, but she wasn’t sure she wanted to share with her mother. Besides, her mother seemed to have enough of that category of events herself these days. But Kitty will not admit she’s bitter.


“They’re coming, and Rebecca and Justin, and Saul and Sarah,” Nora counts on her fingers, eyeing the amount of salad she had prepared in a large bowl. “And you and Robert.”


“And you,” Kitty adds.

“Yes, and me.” Nora says quietly.

“Simon isn’t joining us, is he?” Kitty asks, measuring her mother with her eyes.

“No!” Nora yells, a bit too loud and a bit too quickly. “He’s busy.”


Kitty mumbles something and goes to set the table. She finds Justin in the living room and waves for him to come and help her.

“Are Kevin and Scotty coming?” He asks, sounding a bit twitchy.


“Yeah, mom says so,” Kitty replies, handing him plates to set.

“I just got a text…” He says quietly, indicating gossip. Kitty leans over the table to hear him better, opening her eyes slightly in anticipation.


“From Scotty,” Justin continues. “I’m quite sure it was meant for Kevin, not for me.” He holds up his cell phone to Kitty, and she almost loses her breath when she reads.

“Oh my god!”


“Oh my god what?” Nora asks, entering the dining room with cutlery.

“Nothing,” Justin and Kitty say with one mouth. Nora looks them up and down, one eye closing a bit.

“Okay,” she says slowly. She looks at them for another moment before leaving the room.


“X-mas massage?” Kitty quotes from the text.

“Yeah…” Justin says. “I’m not sure how to handle this.” He says and Kitty nods her head in agreement.

“Well,” she says. “At least we know Kevin will be in a good mood.”



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