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[Preaching is something Kevin can do blindfolded, but socializing is not by far his specialty. In fact, right now he wishes he was blindfolded. And yet he is braving the terrifying audience of strangers to deliver his very important invitation. It is that time of the year, after all.]

G-good morning, ladies and gentlemen. Please allow me to apologize for infringing on your time. However, I wonder if any of you would be interested in joining a little amateur choir? The city seems odd without proper Christmas carols, wouldn’t you agree? Fortunately, I have had the honor of directing a few church choirs in the past, and happened to find a place that seems just right. [He casts an uncertain glance over his shoulder, revealing a dark and creepy museum hall.] …As long as one refrain from feeding the penguins, I suppose. [He redirects his attention to the tablet with a self-conscious cough.] Perfect acoustics, I tell you!

Ah, and for those adventurous enough to give it a try, there will be cookies and hot cocoa after every rehearsal.

[Cookies and hot cocoa should not be viewed as a bribery for heaven. Not at all. Why, even the most prayerful can use a little nudge now and then.]

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[What was that? A choir? Perfect acoustics? ...Hot cocoa? Francœur just had to respond to this.]

I'll gladly join you
Whenever you begin.
Would you tell me more
Of the place we'll sing in?

[He did not quite hear that part about the penguins.]

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[On, it is the friendly abomination.]

It is an abandoned museum, sir. There is even a small chapel. [Sort of a creepy modern art version of a small chapel, actually.] I believe it will be perfect. [But for heretic nudity.]

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The sound will be perfect
I'm sure you've chosen wisely.
Is there anything I can do,
To make it look more lively?

[Because aesthetics were as important as function. The stage had to be a performer, too!]

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[Kevin has to admit that is sort of adorable.

However, he will not admit that fighting off the penguins is his main aesthetic concern.]

It seems to me that the chapel must be cleaned first. What sort of voice do you have, sir?

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[He switched to video and he nodded at the screen, showing that he agreed to help with the cleaning.

Now for the singing. He reached over and brought his guitar. He played a scale and vocalised along with it. For a giant monster, he had a high-pitched voice, sweet and harmonious.]

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[Oh.]

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[Ooooh!]

I say, Mister Francœur, you sing like an angel!

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[How nice of him to say that. Why, if Francœur had skin instead of an exoskeleton, he may have been blushing. He chirped, smiling cheerfully and he gripped the neck of his guitar affectionately.]

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Well, I believe the choir is safe with you and Miss Carol.

[He does not know about the others, but he will find out soon.]

Meanwhile, I believe I owe you a little something. Please, consider this an early Christmas present.

[Francœur's tablet beeps. He's got mail!]

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[What could it be? He chirped quizzically. The video moved as he picked the tablet up and opened the mail.]

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[It is Vingt Mille Lieues Sous les Mers, sent to Francœur by the patron angel of the arts, poetry and literature himself.]

Merry Christmas, Mister Francœur.

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[So this is one of the works by Jules Verne. Francœur cooed delightfully. Without words, he showed his gratitude through facial expressions. With a tip of his head and a smile, it was as if he poured out all his feelings in one hum.]

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[He makes such nice sounds. Kevin will put him on the front row. The audience might be frightened to death in the beginning, but those who stay will have a beautiful surprise.]

I hope you enjoy it.

SORRY ABOUT THAT. Revised it a little.

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[Then Kevin shall be giving him two gifts. Not to worry, Francœur will bring his mask! Although, that disguise had not helped him much here.

He nodded once, certain already that he would enjoy reading it. Though this gave rise to a difficult situation, what would Kevin like and how will he get him a present before Christmas?

Perhaps he would appreciate a song. He pondered it over, playing a few notes on his guitar.]

No worries, I do that all the time. ;;b

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[That is all right. Kevin has always preferred the privacy of soirees to grandiose performances.

His expression lights up at the sound of the guitar, and he shyly tries to hum the tune. Being an angel, his voice is nothing but perfect, but he is obviously refraining from carrying daring or fanciful notes.]

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[His eyes brightened. What a beautiful voice Kevin has! With a tip of his head, he encouraged him to sing more.

He continued to play, louder this time. There was no need to be shy here. He hummed along as well.]

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[Kevin on the other hand, is rather shy and not keen on taking the spotlight, but he is certainly following the rhythm of the guitar without trouble, his voice adjusting easily to meet Francœur's.]

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[Well, he would not try to force Kevin. He just wanted him to know he was welcomed. Now that he thought up some words to go along with this impromptu song, he started to sing in that sweet voice.]

I won't see you this Christmas
We're far apart, it's true
But I won't be lonely this Christmas
'Cause I'll be thinking of you.

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[Aside from the fact that Francœur can use actual human words, and even compose songs, Kevin is genuinely touched because...well, most of his frantic Christmas activity has been his way of dealing with young master's absence.

And so the song is most certainly an appropriate Christmas gift, to the point that he has stopped singing and is just...having many feelings.]