dudeimbatman | Merry Christmas you filthy animal

Thanksgiving had been awesome. Dean had cooked every conceivable Thanksgiving dish and they'd all eaten until they thought they were going to burst. He'd spent the next day in a food coma but had quickly gotten up to speed on getting the bunker ready for Christmas. There had been a shit ton of decorations in storage, but he'd replaced a few lights and added a singing Santa or two.

Ruby had embroidered stockings with everyone's name. She hated embroidery, but she was damn good at it. Jo had contributed a recipe for Christmas punch and one for eggnog. She insisted that they needed to have it regularly so they could tweak the recipe. That way it would be perfect for Christmas Eve. Dean was pretty sure Jo was just enjoying her first real Christmas since God knows when. Dean wasn't complaining. Lucy hadn't stopped baking since the tree had gone up, and didn't show any signs of slowing down.

Ruby was also systematically removing, altering, or replacing everything that said Christmas. The bunker was turning into a politically (or demonically) correct wonderland: Happy Holidays!

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Thanksgiving had been calmer than any of their previous attempts to celebrate holidays. They were more settled in their lives now that Chuck wasn't behind the curtain pulling the strings. Sam would never tell Dean this, only Ruby knew that Thanksgiving successfully helped him gain three pounds. Since then, Sam had been more adamant about keeping a healthy routine. He frequently made the time to run in the morning before joining everyone for breakfast.

The stockings were the first thing he noticed upon coming down the stairs. He recognized Ruby's work when he saw it. The colors for their individual names were a nice touch. It smelled a lot like the bakery was next door to the meat house so it tipped him off that Lucy was likely in the kitchen with Dean. Jack had followed Lucy and Jo's example and asked if they would help him make an angel cake. Cas was on board with time spent with Lucy and Jack as well as spiriting in and out for any ingredients they needed.

It was also noticeable that any reference to Christmas had been switched out for words pertaining to the 'Holidays'. His brother was the first person he came across. Pointing at the word change over by the door. "Your doing?" Ruby isn't the first person he'd guess. There were any number of reasons he could figure, such as Jo wanting to open her experience up to all holidays. Sam wasn't one to jump to conclusions.

Ruby hasn't traditionally loved Christmas. She's sure they celebrated it in some form when she was human, but it's not one of those memories she was able to keep. She's only given Christmas a shot the last few years with Sam. This year she decided to take control of the things that make the holidays difficult for her by removing Christ from Christmas.

When she's not scrubbing the bunker of Christ, she's in the kitchen making perogis or sitting on the couch knitting or reading smutty romances. She's actually making an effort this holiday to not hide in the room she shares with Sam.

Allison is incredibly thankful that this year she's not only alive, but she's got people to spend the holidays with. She makes the rounds thanks to Jack-Uber to see her friends one evening before Christmas and then to see her dad for a few days. She calls on Jack again when they're both ready for her to show up at the bunker.

Allison has been to the bunker often enough that she's reasonably comfortable there and she likes that it's full of people this time of year. She and Jo have a little bit in common since they're both formally dead. She spends most of her time talking to people in whatever room they're in. For Dean, it means she's in the kitchen even though she has no experience cooking. Of course, Jo is often in the kitchen as well, but she's not there for Allison or the cooking. Allison might even be found downstairs on the shooting range with her bow getting some practice in.

Lucy loves Christmas. It's an excuse to everyone together, to drink, and to bake. She's already done an astounding amount of baking. She's content to let Dean do most of the cooking though while she sips on Jo's alcoholic Christmas punch and egg nog.

She spends some time in the kitchen doing a little more baking (because you can never have enough baked goods in her opinion) then moves to the living room to watch Christmas movies while drinking hot chocolate with a healthy dose of rumchata in it.

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