misses Arthur too. He keeps an England-doll with him wherever he goes. Fortunately now he's home!

very glad! He missed the other dearly. Even if he wouldn't admit to so...

if Arthur is ready for his present?

. He was hoping Declan hadn't gotten drunk and forgotten about the date.

might have gotten drunk at some point, but he'd never forget. He gathers Arthur's gifts together and heads across to England to his house.

looking at his phone quietly debating on calling Declan. He was worrying just a bit. He hadn't had much contact with him or anything lately.

starts to shimmy himself down Arthur's chimney. 'Ho - ho - ho...' He sings.

jumpes hearing that. "Oh bloody hell... Please don't get stuck..." He mumbled as he waited. He knew it was Declan.

falls the rest of the way down, landing in the hearth messing up the rear of his Santa Claus suit. 'Feckin-Aya!'

jumped again. "Are you alright?!" He went to the fireplace, thankful that he hadn't lit it.

rubs his butt. 'Ach, my arse...' He gives a small smile. 'Yeah, all good down here.' He looks around. 'And my gifts made it too.'

smiles. "That's a good thing. Now get your arse out of my fire place." He held out his hand to him.