Janine "Fox" Xanatos

Christmas-y and random.

Merry Christmas and happy holidays, everybody! :)

Who knows the old myths? The ones of mismatched socks and stale bread in pockets? The ones of names and thresholds? The ones of rice and tangled hair?

If you understand all that, you might just enjoy this fic. If you don't understand it, you might just learn something. Fey are tricky creatures, especially in the Celtic myths, so how might Owen be if he acted a tad more like what he truly is?

Alexander wants a pet. Alexander would take very good care of a pet. Now all he has to do is convince his parents.

When Xanatos and Fox go away on their honeymoon, Owen is left running the company. Which is fine, he's done it before, plenty of times (albeit, only for one or two days). So why is he so nervous?

Or: Puck has separation anxiety and doesn't realize it because he never really cared about anyone before, so blames it on work stuff instead.

Owen is always there for David Xanatos and his family, even if it's just to provide a bit of comfort. Of course, being a thousands-of-years old fey, the ways he goes about that can get a bit peculiar.

111th fic posted!

The Gargoyles' first 4th Of July, set the July before The Gathering.