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Spike/William – Victorian Christmas
Popcorn and cranberry garlands spilling from Dru’s sewing box? A new frock for Miss Edith? Spike knows the signs.
Who cares if it’s hot outside? That the calendar claims it’s the end of August. The world’s full of fir trees, and for a few quid he can buy a gallon of turkey’s blood and lace it with cinnamon. As for decorations, all he has to do is pick a house and eat the owners. Nine times out of ten, they’ve plenty of Christmas trinkets in the cellar. Their bodies make good decorations, too. A perfect Victorian Christmas for his Princess.
