December 24th, 2016
Detroit, United States
12:18 PM

Song: Rockin' Around the Christmas Tree, cover by Brenda Lee

Not everyone was in damp spirits for the holidays.

"Rockin' around the Christmas tree at the Christmas Party hop!" Thaovy sang as she jumped around along the barrier of the 60 foot Christmas tree lit in Detroit's Campus Martius Park. She paid no attention to the locals glaring at her. "Mistletoe hung where you can see, every couple tries to stop. Rockin' around the Christmas tree, let the Christmas spirit ring! Later we'll have some pumpkin pie, and we'll do some caroling!"

A young man with bright auburn hair bounced past her, headed in the opposite direction. "You will get a sentimental feeling when you hear: voices singing "Let's be jolly! Deck the halls with boughs of holly!" Rockin' around the Christmas tree, have a happy Holiday! Everyone's dancing merrily, in the new old fashioned way!"

The male managed to grab hold of Thaovy's hands, causing her to shout out in protest, but he only laughed, and spun them around in a circle. "Come on, bella, dance with me around the Christmas tree!" He cheered in a thick Italian accent.

"No, I don't want to." Thaovy growled, and tried to wriggle out of Seborga's grip, but being as he was a country, there was literally no budge.

"Oh, Thaovy, come on and get in the Christmas spirit! Il ballo è meglio insieme!" He laughed.

"I DON'T UNDERSTAND YOU WHEN YOU SPEAK FREAKING FREAKY ITALIAN!"

Another male, however, swooped in and spun Thaovy away from Seborga, his eyes practically closed as he smiled, "You will get a sentimental feeling when you hear:" he sang in a rather feminine voice, "voices singing "Let's be jolly! Deck the halls with boughs of holly!" Rockin' around the Christmas tree, have a Happy Holiday!"

"Everyone's dancing merrily, in the new old fashioned way!" Thaovy finished the song as Italy spun her around and let go of her.

"If you're going to dance and sing obnoxiously, you could at least do it on the ice rink with all the other people who are doing it." Someone passing by grumbled.

Thaovy glared after them. "I had no idea people in Michigan were so fucking rude."

"Well, it is Detroit." Feliciano shrugged. "I have heard some pretty bad things about this city."

"You guys are babies." Thaovy grumbled, before grabbing both their hands. "Come on, let's go pretend we're from Yuri on Ice. I call being Yurio. I am the small angry Russian."

"Okay, I will be the other Yuri. I am cute and funny but also sexy and enticing." Italy announced with determination.

"Sì, and I will be the sexy Russian coach who all the ladies and men adore!" Seborga stated, causing a bunch of people to glare over at him.

"What? No, you cannot be Viktor if I am Yuri!" Italy protested.

"Okay, Thaovy, will you switch Yuris with Feliciano, per favore?" Sebastian asked.

"Nope. I am Yuri Plisetsky. No ifs, ands, or buts about it."

"Welp, I guess that settles it, Feliciano. We are to be lovers!" Seborga teased.

Italy did not find it funny. "No! Allontanati da me, Seborga! Questo non è divertente!" Feliciano screamed, taking off as fast as his legs could carry him as Seborga and Thaovy laughed.