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smalltowndetective · 4 years

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Birthday!-F

Hello everyone!

So, I saw @gamingtrashbasin ‘s post about the Unit Bravo cakes, and I could not resist writing a snippet for Thea and Felix. I could also see myself doing it for the rest of Unit Bravo, (I’ve already started writing one for Nate, lol) so if that is something that sounds cool, tell me!

AO3 Link- https://archiveofourown.org/works/26565814/chapters/64764400

Pairing: Felix and Thea

Words: 1k

It was a rare day off for Thea.

A day that just so happened to be her birthday.

She always saw that she got her own birthday off, but it never was for the reason that most people assumed.

Thea really hated her birthday, which to anyone who knew her, came as a shock. She always tried to do something nice for all of her friends’ birthday, and she was the kind of the person that made an effort to celebrate the little things in life. But her own birthday was rooted in so many sour memories that she would rather not think about it, even though she knew that Tina would, as she did every year, try to drag her out to go have some fun, but this year, something was different.

Her mother was more involved with her life.

Most memories of her birthday were spent alone with a babysitter or at friend’s house, getting a card from her mother telling her that she was sorry and she hoped to see her at her birthday next year. And while Thea never blamed her mother for this, knowing that work kept her busy, and tried her best to be as understanding as possible, even though it hurt deeply, but she would never dream of telling her mother that.

It’s just how it always is, and there is no point mourning over it.

But then, out of nowhere, her mother came this year with Unit Bravo, and out of nowhere, began to get more and more involved with her life.

Speaking of Unit Bravo...

Thea then realized with almost horror that Felix did not know today was her birthday, and given his insistence to celebrate Mason’s birthday even when he had pushed all of that away, she knew he would likely be crushed if he did not know.

Sighing, she debated whether she should text him and tell him, or go ahead and head over to the warehouse, even though her birthday plan, as it was every year, was to hide in her apartment, and spend the day musing over her books that she had read countless times until Tina came over.

She did not have to have that war with herself long, for the doorbell rang, interrupting her thoughts.

It can’t possibly be Tina, it’s far too early.

Shaking her head, Thea went ahead and walked to the door, almost planning, if it was Tina, to tell her that she needed to run somewhere really quick before they could go, but as she looked in the peephole on her apartment’s door, she could feel her pulse quicken.

Felix.

He was standing there at the door, looking as effortlessly handsome as he always did, and noticed that he was holding something in his hands, looking like a Tupperware box.

She almost opened the door too quickly, almost swinging back and hitting her in the face, and she watched as Felix’s face lit up in a smile as she did so.

“Good afternoon, Thea!”, he said, “Happy birthday!”

Thea could feel her mouth fall open in surprise, as she very slowly said, “How did you know it was my birthday?”

“Agent Holland told me”, he said, giving her smile, “Said you might need some cheering up.”

The statement settled heavy in her stomach, and Thea was not quite sure what to say to that, but she managed to say, “Well, I’m glad you’re here.”

“I wouldn’t want to be anywhere else”, Felix admitted, his tone light, but the meaning deeper than he seemed to intend to, “So, you going to let me in or what?”

She shook her head, and gave a small laugh, “Come on in, Felix”, and they both went further into Thea’s apartment.

“I have told you that I love your apartment, right?”, he asked, as he sat the box, he was carrying on her kitchen counter.

“I’m pretty sure you compared it to a grandmother’s cottage”, Thea smiled, looking over the pink and yellow room, full of small ornaments and large pillows.

“That’s because it’s homely”, Felix countered, “It’s one of my favorite places”.

The admission made her pause for a bit, a blush threatening to overwhelm her face, but she tried her best to quickly recover, “I’m happy you think so”.

Felix gives a grin, and then gestured to the box on the counter, “Are you going to open it?”

Thea gave a nod, and went to over to open the box, her breath catching when she saw what was inside.

Inside the Tupperware box was a set of a dozen cupcakes, each in what seemed to be slathered in thick blue icing, with so many sprinkles that on some the icing barely visible underneath. And as rough as they may have looked, Thea knew that she had never seen such beautiful cupcakes in her life before.

“I made them myself”, Felix said, “Got the recipe off of Mason’s computer. It was a lot harder than I expected to be, so I hope you like them”. He looked at her with pleading eyes, as if he was scared of what she was going to say.

Not seeming to have the words for this moment, Thea stepped forward to wrap her arms around his neck in an embrace, and she felt him chuckle.

“Guess you like them then”, his tone full of obvious relief, as if he had been holding his breath.

“Are you kidding? I love them”, she said in almost confusion as to why he would ever think she would not.

Felix gently tilted her head to meet his eyes, and he grinned, “So, you ready for a day of Felix-filled fun?”

“You know I always am”, Thea said, a rare smirk forming on her face.

He somehow grinned even wider in response, and Felix took her hand, “Then come on. The day won’t last forever”.

Thea smiled, and as she and Felix walked out of her apartment, she looked back at the cupcakes on her counter.

Maybe my birthday doesn’t have to be so bad after all.

Also, I am super open to requests, so send me a message if you have one! And, if you know of a good prompt list, sent that my way too! :)

I will probably post another Felix and Thea fic tomorrow, because I have no self control when writing those two.

#the wayhaven chronicles #wayhaven chronicles #twc #felix hauville #f hauville #detective thea holland #I'm still learning how to tag things

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misssunflowersandsangria · 4 years

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This is my Idea

Chapter 6: Shift

Hello my lovely deers! Happy 6th day of @shikatemaweek can’t believe that it’s over! :( Let’s have this week last the rest of the year, I think we all need it! So I tried to make any of today’s prompt works but meh, it’s okay lol

This is the final chapter. I have links to the previous chapters listed below in case you missed one of them:

Chapter 1: Trust

Chapter 2: Marriage

Chapter 3: Anniversary

Chapter 4: House Exchange

Chapter 5: Beach

Prompt: Shapeshifting (but not really)

Ages:

Shika: 20

Temari: 22

Summary: A shift

This Summer together was special. It was the Nara clan's annual celebration that they typically held once in a decade. Shikamaru had told Temari before coming that the festival was happening that year, and she looked forward to the event. She donned one of her best yukatas, a deep purple with embroidered gold flowers and fans, an elaborate hair ornament crowning her head. She wanted to look her best, now it seemed even more important. This was something of their first introduction to the clan as a couple. She hoped that they would all approve. They had been tucked away at his house for a few days just together in their own little world. But the village and the clan couldn’t wait any longer.

“Ready to go Shikamaru?”

Temari walked out to the living room finding the Nara family standing there. “Oh, Yoshino, Shikaku, hello.”

Yoshino’s eyes shot wide open. “I knew it! How dare you hide that Temari is here! How did you not know?” She demanded an answer from her husband.

“In my defense, I’ve been really busy with planning the festival.” Shikaku tried to defend himself.

“Hush, no excuses. Oh, Temari you look, beautiful sweet girl.” That soft tone changed when she turned to her son.

“This whole time you kept telling me that she wouldn’t be here in time for the festival. I almost went to Suna to ask her myself.”

“I apologize, Yoshino, I wanted to come earlier and just have some time before having to get to work. I had always intended to come and assumed that would have been how you would have found out.” Temari came to his defense.

“See mom, not my fault.” Yoshino glared at him but accepted the explanation.

“Fine. Is there anything else I should know?” She asked with a grin at how her son had gravitated to Temari’s side.

Shikamaru rubbed a hand across his tired eyes. “Ugh, what a drag. We’re together okay, you were right.”

“Yes! I knew it! Oh Shikaku, the grandbabies are going to be adorable!”

“Mom!”

“I can just see it now, a whole bunch of them just running around.”

“Mom!” Yoshino was no longer listening. Instead, she was floating away on her cloud dreaming of being a doting grandmother.

“Anyways let’s go, my dear. We will see you kids at the festival.”

They just stared as she continued to imagine a future filled with weddings and grandchildren.

“I’m sorry about that.” He should have known that she was going to barrel her way into his house. He’d made up every excuse not to help with the clan’s celebration and to avoid seeing her. He knew that once it was known that Temari was staying with him she would have become completely involved.

“No, it’s okay. She was bound to find out anyway. I’m surprised that we kept it a secret even just a few days.

He took her hand with a grin. “Still love me?”

Her lips met his before responding. “Always.”

The evening was warm with clear starry skies. The clans’ forest was transformed with various activities, games, food, and drink stands. Nara clan banners heralding their strength and pride.

They watched while Shikaku delivered the opening address and Temari felt pretty proud that one day she’d really be a Nara.

All the clan members that they passed by looked at them with interested and knowing eyes. Shikamaru held her proudly while in the presence of his family and friends.

“Well, it seems like everyone knows.”

He grinned placing a soft kiss on her hand. “Come on Tem, they knew years ago. We needed to catch up.”

“You’re probably right.”

After playing various games and eating delicious food they stopped by a coffee stand. It was run by one of his Aunts that was all too excited and happy to see the couple there together.

They sat together watching everyone enjoy the festivities. The love and camaraderie shared by all the people present. Her eyes were drawn to the families. Parents chasing around small children.

“So where do we go from here?”

He looked at her confused. “What do you mean?”

“I��ll only be here for a few more weeks. What happens when I go back to Suna?”

He paused a thoughtful look crossing his face. “It will be hard for sure but whether you’re here or there, I want us. I’m going to go back with you to Suna at the end of Summer. We are going to tell your mom and brothers about us. Then I’m going to tell the Council that they can fuck right off with this suitor bullshit. We’ll make it work Tem.”

“How can you be so sure?” He kissed away the uncertain look on her face.

“Because we are both difficult and stubborn people. If we want to be together, nothing is going to stop us.”

She couldn’t help but laugh at his reasoning, maybe it was as simple as that. “I do want to be with you.”

“That’s the first time you’ve ever admitted that.” He teased her with a smile.

“We’ve come a long way from me running away from you. Although that could be fun…” Her eyes sparkled with mischief.

“Temari? No, you’re not seriously thinking about-” She cut off his thoughts with a deep kiss. Her lips were warm and he could taste the coffee on her tongue. Her hand traveled under his yukata to rub against his chest reminding him of their earlier activities.

“Tem…”

“Come catch me.” She grinned and before he could react she was off and running. He watched her for a second and smiled remembering how their story began. He broke out into a run ready to chase new adventures.

Flashforward

It was a warm Summer day when they made their way to the Nara forest. Temari held Shikamaru’s hand tightly while she fell into the beauty and serenity of it all. She requested to go to the anniversary grove even though the cherry blossom trees weren’t in their full bloom. She still loved the bright green canopy that hung above them.

He walked them past their familiar spot and up a small slope. It was such a picture-perfect day that had nothing to do with the weather, but more about the company. Having a long-distance relationship for the last few years was difficult but they would do anything to be together.

Shikamaru held her closely. Having her back here gave him a sense of completion that he was missing. She always took a part of his heart with her when she was gone. “Today is a special day.”

She gazed up at him confused. “And why is that?”

He kissed her softly, a warm hand cradling her face. “Well today, ten years ago I got assigned to escort around a bratty Princess. At the time it felt like a death sentence. What I didn’t know then was that it was going to change my life in the best way possible.”

She grinned floored that he knew the exact date. “I hated you so much.”

“Right back at you.” He winked before drawing her into a kiss.

“Here.” Surprising her he handed her a potted tree.

“What is this?”

“An anniversary tree. We’re going to add it to your other ones.” Tears immediately appeared in her eyes. He shifted her and she saw a small plot of land planted with tiny trees.

“These are your trees. There’s nine there now, when we add this one there will be 10. One for each year that I’ve loved you.” He kissed away the small tears that fell feeling slightly overwhelmed himself.

“We do need to figure something out.” She looked up at him waiting for him to continue.

“In the future, do we plant another tree on this same date or on our wedding anniversary?”

She reached a hand to cover her mouth. “What?” She just stared as he got on one knee in front of her.

“Princess Temari, I’ve loved you for most of my life. I fell in love with you before I even knew what that meant. You’re demanding and headstrong. I’m lazy and complain a lot but you make me a better person. I just want to make you as happy as you’ve made me. I love you, will you marry me?”

She fell to her knees in front of him to pull him into a kiss with tears running down her cheeks.

“When I was younger my mom would tell me bedtime stories about how one day a handsome and charming prince would sweep me off my feet. Then we would live happily ever after. Who knew that it would be a pineapple head ninja, that cries and smokes too much. I love you so much Shikamaru. I can’t wait to marry you.”

They held onto one another a lifetime of memories and dreams of the future running through them. This was their idea of love.

The End

So ‘shapeshifting’ in the sense that their relationship has shifted hahaha I tried! This is technically the end of this story. I really hope that you all liked it! I had alot of fun writing it. Thank you for all your love and support! I appreciate everyone being so kind.

A million thank yous to everyone who made this week so fantastic!

So...I do have another chapter...a director cut if you will lol. It’s smutty so I’m not attaching it to this story. I will post it as a separate story, rating, tags, and all. I can’t post it here because of the content but I will post a link to AO3. So check it out if you’d like :D

Love you my sweet deers! Thank you for celebrating this week with me!

#shikatema #shikatemaweek #shikatemaweek2020 #shikatem #shikamaru x temari #fanfic #day 6 #shapeshifting #complete

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gwenbrightly · 4 years

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Ninjago Christmas Fic #1 - Decorations

Ahhh, it’s that time of year when I speed write Christmas fics because it’s fun! Crossposted from ffnet. Takes place after MOTO.

“Let’s see what everyone was able to snag for the monastery,” Lloyd suggested enthusiastically. Having never celebrated Christmas in the monastery of spinjitzu before, the ninja had been horrified to discover that Wu hadn’t thought to invest in decorations for the holiday season. Not prone to giving up easily, they had spent several days searching high and low for trees, wreaths, lights, and anything else they could get their hands on.

“Ma and pa sent some lights they swear still work properly. Left most of em outside. There’s also a bunch of garlands that look like they’re in pretty decent shape. Perks of living in a junkyard, I guess. And uh, I think this used to be an angel?” Jay stated, holding up a sparkly hunk of metal with appendages shaped vaguely like wings. He glanced sideways at it, trying to decide if it was worth keeping.

“I… can try to fix it later, if you want?” offered Kai, “I got a lot of practice with metalworking while Nya and I were visiting mom and dad yesterday. And the whole remaking the Golden Weapons thing probably helps too, heheh.”

His sister rolled her eyes at his self satisfied smirk. Jay nodded, handing Kai the mangled decoration.

“If you think she’s savable, go for it!”

“Speaking of mom and dad, they gave us a box of Christmas ornaments and some other stuff, too.” Nya added holding up the blue orb with swirly designs she’d just grabbed from the uppermost layer of the cardboard box she was kneeling next to.

“We couldda brought some tinsel, too, but we decided it wouldn’t be a good idea after last year…” she continued. They all shuddered.

“Dad convinced the tree farm that sponsors the Royal Blacksmiths to sell him a tree for super cheap. He said he’d drop it off in a little bit.” Cole informed them, not wanting to dwell on the incident.

“Dude! That’s awesome!” Exclaimed Lloyd, his eyes lighting up. The others smiled. They’d never been able to have a live tree before. Zane nodded in agreement.

“Indeed. I’m sure it will look lovely in the living room. I managed to locate a wreath my father built. It’s made mostly from old gears, and I know that’s not very traditional, but I’d like to put it up somewhere. If you don’t mind?”

“Of course, Zane. I’m sure we can find a good place for it.” Cole assured his friend. He understood what it was like to miss a family member during this time of year.

“Yeah. I mean this place is huge. We need all the decorations we can get!” Kai reminded them.

“We had better get started, then.” Pixal interjected, eager to finally be celebrating the holidays without being confined to a screen (or her wonderful soulmate’s head) this year.

“Heck yeah! So where should we start?” asked Nya. They glanced around at the heaps of miscellaneous decorations, considering their options.

“Maybe we should tackle the lights outside first? I’d rather do that before it gets too cold out.” proposed Jay. Although it had not yet snowed, the weather had been growing increasingly colder.

“I vote yes to that idea. It’s usually better to test anything the Walkers give us as soon as possible to avoid unnecessary explosions. No offense, Jay.” Cole said, giving the master of lightning an apologetic grin. Jay punched his shoulder lightly.

“None taken. We do tend to end up with... Surprises pretty often when ma and pa gift us stuff.”

“Okay, then. Outside it is. Just… try to keep the dangerous hijinks to a minimum? I don’t wanna worry Uncle Wu.” Lloyd told them, heading for the front door.

The next hour was spent watching Jay zap each strand of lights or light up decoration with his powers as he tested them to see if they worked, waiting for the inevitable explosion. Surprisingly, they made it through 5 whole strands, two light up snowman, and a reindeer before coming across their first exploding decoration. No one could be sure if the shattering of every single bulb on the rainbow strand of lights was due to Jay’s parents tampering with the wires, or the master of lightning himself sending too much electricity into it, but the display of rainbow colored shards flying through the air was impressive to say the least. After cleaning up their mess and testing the remaining decorations, the group began the actual decorating part of the process. Pixal and Zane wrapped lights around the columns that lined the entrance to the monastery, creating elaborate patterns. Cole and Jay worked together to lift an ornate sleigh complete with reindeer onto the roof via airjitzu. Meanwhile, Nya simply tried to keep Lloyd and Kai from killing each other with additional decorations. Seeing her brother wrap the green ninja in lights, she cried, “Kai no!” in exasperation.

“Cmon, sis! You’ve gotta admit he’d make a great Christmas tree!” He defended, before launching into singing oh Lloydie tree, oh Lloydie tree, how lovely are your branches! And receiving dirty looks from his victim.

“Listen to Nya, Kai.” Cole shouted from above them. The master of fire relented, muttering about how no one appreciated his brilliance as he unwound his brother. Their hard work was interrupted by the sounds of a (much less irritating) Christmas carol floating into the courtyard from just beyond the gate.

“We wish you a merry Christmas, we wish you a merry Christmas, we wish you a merry Christmas and a happy new year!” Sang Lou and his quartet as they lugged a ginormous tree inside.

“Hey, pop!” Cole greeted. He left the lofty heights of the roof, followed by Jay.

“Hello, son! You’re doing a lovely job with this place!”

“Thanks!” Jay said, “You just missed the explosion!”

“… The what?” Lou started.

“So, how was your drive?” Cole inquired, cutting him off. His father gave him a strange look, but didn’t push the topic further.

“It was fine. Building that driveway was a wonderful idea. I can’t imagine how much of a hassle it would’ve been to carry this thing up so many steps.” he answered.

“It really has made life easier for all of us.” Zane agreed.

“This tree is beautiful! Thank you so much for hooking us up!” Added Lloyd, staring admiringly at their

“It was no trouble, Lloyd.” Lou told him, smiling warmly.

“Wanna come inside for some hot cocoa? We were about ready to take a break anyway.” offered Cole.

“I would love to, but unfortunately we need to get going. We have a concert at the hospital to attend. Can’t disappoint the kids, you know.” the older man replied regretfully. The master of earth shrugged. Christmas was always a busy time for the Royal Blacksmiths.

“Okay. Next time, then. Break a leg, and thanks again!”

“Goodbye son!” Lou called as his companions burst into sing again.

“Now bring us some figgy pudding, now bring us some figgy pudding, now bring us some figgy pudding and bring some right here!”

“What even is figgy pudding?” Lloyd wondered aloud.

“No clue.” Kai shrugged.

“Let’s get this bad boy inside.” Prompted Jay, rubbing his hands together and grinning in a way that was only a little bit maniacal. It took a fair amount of maneuvering, but they eventually managed to get the tree situated in the living room.

“Wow, I hope we have enough ornaments for this thing.” Nya commented. The tree looked even bigger now that it was upright.

“We’ll think of something if we don’t. Maybe we can just put Jay to work making paper snowflakes again.” Lloyd plotted.

“I’m down for that. I don’t get why you guys think I’m the only one who’s deserving of this honor, though.” said Jay. He had never quite understood why the others were so fascinated by his ability to make paper snowflakes with such ease.

“Because you’re better at it than we are and we like the way they look.” Nya stated simply, hanging the ornament she’d discovered earlier on the tree. Jay leaned over and kissed her cheek.

“Thanks, sweetie.”

Kai rolled his eyes at them and set about digging through the boxes looking for more ornaments. He pulled out anything that looked like it was still functional, tossing a few broken ones into the garbage.

“This one is neat!”

“Oooh shiny!” Lloyd noted. He snatched the ornament from Kai before he could protest. The master of fire decided it wasn’t worth fighting and returned to his rummaging. Kai managed to protect a few of the ornaments from Lloyd’s watchful eye, sneaking them onto the tree when he wasn’t looking.

“Wait… how did that get there?” Lloyd asked, finally noticing one of the extra sparkly ornaments Kai had hidden from him.

“I swear Lloyd, you’re as bad as a cat when you get like this.” Nya told him, stifling a smile.

“Like what?” he replied innocently. Cole watched Lloyd stare longingly at another ornament.

“All oooh shiny every time you see something cool.”

“Nah, I’m pretty sure that stems from having a dragon for a grandmother.” Lloyd reminded them.

“Hmmm that’s a good point.” Confirmed Zane.

“Kai, I am almost completely certain that Santa was not intended to be a part of this nativity!” Pixal scolded, frantically trying to prevent the master of fire from ruining the decoration he was currently setting out on the mantle.

“Well, he is now!” Kai retorted, not caring about historical accuracy. Pixal sighed loudly.

“Can we at least discuss fixing the sheep so they don’t look like they’re fighting to the death?”

“Gee, Pix! It’s not like they’re real,” he reminded her indignantly before smiling a devious smile, “Hmmm I should add one of Lloyd’s dragon figurines...”

“Kai no! That is the most horrible idea ever.” she protested, horrified.

“What you call horrible I call brilliant!”

“Okaaay maybe it’s time for a break before Uncle Wu comes in here and questions our collective sanity again.” Lloyd said awkwardly pushing between the irate ninja and samurai.

“There’s hot cocoa in the kitchen, remember?” added Nya.

“Hmmm okay, sure. Hot cocoa does sound good.” Kai admitted (totally not planning on sneaking back later to mess with the nativity some more).

“Yeah! Let’s go eat way too much whipped cream and marshmallows!” agreed Jay.

“Looks like we’re off to another chaotic Christmas.” Lloyd commented to Nya as they headed for refreshments.

“Yeah, but you know you love it.” She told him with a laugh. The blonde shrugged, saying,

“I do. Somehow this never gets old.”

“That’s the magic of Christmas for you. Or… something like that, anyway. Now cmon, let’s get some hot coco before the others drink it all.”

#ninjago fanfiction #my fics #ninjago christmas #decorating #its the most wonderful time of the year #decorations and mayhem #ninjago #Kai's an idiot basically the entire time #Pixal doesn't approve of the way he builds nativities #okay yes I included that #don't judge

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danvssomethingorother · 7 years

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An Afternoon on The Ice

Summary: Fiddleford invites the Stan twins to go ice skating with him

Pairing: very mild fiddauthor, only a small crush. Also mild implied fiddlestan.

Characters: Fiddleford Mcgucket, The Stan twins, Grauntie Mabel

Warnings: None

For my dear @memyselfandyoutube , I’m late for your bday and Christmas but I’m always happy to write Relativity Falls fluff.

The lake had frozen over a few weeks before halting any business Tate Mcgucket would usually get in his little tackle shop. Without the extra income coming in from his shop, things became tighter around the Mcgucket house, the old furnace didn’t warm the house up like it should and there was no money to get anything extra to warm their home up for the winter.

Fiddleford ended up spending a large chunk of his time down at the Mystery Shack with his only friends to escape the cold that had settled around his home.

Madame Mystery or as she constantly reminded Fiddleford to call her, Grauntie Mabel, had taken notice to Fiddleford’s seemingly permeant residency in her establishment. That morning as she was turning over the open sign for the gift shop she found the half frozen little boy waiting patiently outside, just as she was about to ask why he didn’t knock she took notice of her first customer of the morning standing beside her newest grandnephew (as far as she was concerned anyway).

Tyler Cutebiker was standing next to Fiddleford, talking his ear off. Both bundled up tight in the warm sweaters, mittens, hats and scarves Mabel had knit for them herself making her heart ache.

She ushered them into the gift shop with a wave of her arm, chastising the boys for not knocking and staying outside in this weather waiting for the shop to open as if they were the normal suckers. She had insisted Dan take the week off so he didn’t end up breaking any of her Christmas ornaments she had the boys painting the last few nights (Fidds being the only one to enjoy the activity while her blood nibblings only groaned in annoyance), so it was quite the shock to see one of his friends here at all but a pleasant one.

“I thought ya did all yer Christmas shopping during the summer,” Mabel said directed her smug grin at Tyler who was beginning to fidget under her direct gaze,” Did I wait up till midnight for ya to decide on a gift for nothing?”

His face began to full on flush at her playful ribbing as she began setting up the shop for the day, Fidds rushing to her side to assist the woman in her morning routines and flushing a deep crimson as she gently sat him down behind the counter and lovingly took off his snow-covered scarf and hat and wrapped him in a blanket she always kept under the cash register, just in case.

“I was thinkin’ of taking the kids skating down at the lake with Dan today,” Tyler began flushing as Mabel began unwinding his snow-covered scarf and offering him a warm handmade blanket as well, “I ran into Fidds down there this morning and he was quite the skater, but he was dead set on gettin’ the twins this morning before helping me teach Dan how to use his blades…”

“You boys settle in then and warm up, I’ll get you some hot chocolate while I get the bums I call nephews out of bed already. Can you believe they were watching those phony ghost shows long after you left last night Fidds? I thought I would never get any sleep once they started squabbling about how legit they were and who should have the remote…”

Fidds smiled brightly at her exaggerated tale of the twins fighting as she prepared him and Tyler some warm hot chocolate with a bit too much whip cream and sprinkles on top that Tyler kept trying to deny her offer of, not wanting that much sugar in his system after the last three cavities he got from visiting the woman.

She spun quite the tall tale as she tucked them both up with blankets in the warmer living room, pushing a protesting Tyler down in the recliner and a very willing Fidds into her comfortable rocking chair.

It was very easy to capture the twins in his mind even with her off, mocking imitations of them both and over exaggerated details. She fussed with his hair for a minute longer and he sank into her touch, her warm hands gently caressing his cheeks as she gave him a warm kiss on the forehead. Her hand-crafted perfume smelling just like he expected every loving grandmother to smell like, fresh baked cookies and her smile and caring hands helping him create the lie he belonged her with her, in this family. Finally belonged somewhere, love and wanted, and maybe this wouldn’t end when the twins once more departed.

Once she left the room, he just stared solemnly down at his coco, just letting it warm his fingers and tinkle his nose with its sweet smell.

He was snapped out of his rumination by the loud creek on the floor, he slowly lifted his head up to see Tyler on the other side of the room shooting his head up towards the stairway with a deer in the head lights look but let out a sigh of relief hearing Mabel loudly calling for the twins to get out of bed followed by their echoed grunts.

Tyler looked over at him and smiled, gesturing with his head for him to follow him. He maneuvered himself off the chair, clinging to his hot chocolate and tensing his shoulders up to keep the blanket in place. Keeping a close eye on the yarn basket next to the rocker trying not to accidentally disturb the half finished sweater hanging from the arm. He too glanced nervously up the stairs towards the Pines family cheerful banter as his foot hit the creaking board and almost considered just staying where the kind old woman had left him. His teeth scraped against his lip and his knee began to shiver as he kept his eyes upstairs but Tyler wasn't gonna take no for an answer. If he got caught in his mischief, might as well have someone cute by his side to make the punishment practically non existent.

They tip toed back into the gift shop, a smug little grin half forming on Tyler's face as he walked past the register he usually perched against distracting an already antsy Dan and he went straight towards a locked cabinet with a large glittery sign reading "Madame Mabel's potions".

Fidds stopped where he was, heart pounding faster as he saw what his friend was doing.

"Tyler..." he rasped out, once more looking behind him expecting the woman's disappointment in their behavior when she trusted them.

Tyler paid his worry no mind as he pulled a set of keys from his pocket with the mystery shack’s symbol dangling from the key ring making Fidds eyes bulge a little. He winked at Fidds as he began shifting through the key set trying each of the numerous keys into the lock.

“Dan left them in my car the other night when I gave him a ride home, I don’t intend to steal nothing, I just want a sample of her love perfume.”

“Janice bought a small bottle from Mabel last summer and right before her first date with Greg, she sprayed a little bit on her and you’ve seen them, Fidds, they are the most in love people I have ever seen.”

Some of the anxiety began to melt looking at the starry-eyed gleam shimmering in his eyes cast down at him. His lips curved after a few seconds of silence and he added with a shrug, “Though I think she defiantly added too much. I don’t want Dan to be that clingy towards me…”

Fidds watched him curiously as he dug through the cabinet, taking slow sips of his coco.

Tyler's smug smile returned to his face as he pulled a beautiful heart shaped perfume vial from the cabinet. He pulled back his sleeve and sprayed a tiny amount onto his arm instantly filling the room with a sweet scent.

"Just one kiss from your true love and you're bound forever but you know the spiel better than anyone right Fidds? I saw you eying her demonstration of the stuff last week as well."

Fidds face flushed and he averted his eyes away from his friend. His knees began to quake faster feeling that smile boring into him.

“No need to feel shame little buddy, I see the way you look at Ford it don’t take a genius to figure out yer just as in love with him as I am with Dan. We’re both too fools in love.”

Fidds looked away turning redder by the second, fingers tightening around his cup hoping the quakes running course through his system wouldn’t leave a mess on Mabel’s floor. He had been trying for the last few months the Stan twins had taken up residency with their aunt to hide his crush on his best friend but to his utter dismay his blushing and longing stares had not gone unnoticed by anyone. Still, though, he tried to deny it with a sheepish grin and a shake of his head, his fingers tightening further around the mug making him wince a little as the hot ceramic made his bare fingers tingle under the heat.

The action was in vain though, Tyler playfully snatched Fidd’s hand and the second the concoction was sprayed on his wrist, he ended up dropping his glass.

This was the suspicious scene Stanly Pines entered this story on.

“What are you knuckleheads doin down here?” he scowled at them shaking his head, “You are in for it big time when Grauntie…”

He paused, a smirk creeping past his scowl looking at the bottle Tyler was now desperately trying to keep out of his line of sight.

“What’s ya got there, pal?” Fidds began squirming as that slimy, unnerving grin went from Tyler before landing on Fidds hand being tucked behind his back and the quivers rolling through his body.

Stan shot forward before Fidds had time to react grabbing him by his and yanking it forward for him to inspect further. His smile kept growing and a few chuckles slipped out as he took a whiff of the aroma there. He pulled away, a grimace settling over his smile and his fingers pinching his nose.

“EUGH!” he exclaimed swiping at the air, “That’s Mabel’s disgusting love potion made with all her girliest perfumes!”

“I know that smell anywhere! I can’t believe you willingly put it on yourself!”

Tyler slapped his hand over Stan’s mouth, eyes shooting back and forth looking for signs of Mabel coming down stairs. Upstairs she was having a loud argument with Ford on the benefits of bathing but he was arguing he didn’t need to do that since he bathed a few days ago and wasn’t that dirty.

“Stanly, you can not tell yer aunt we stole some of her potions. I heard rumor the last person she stole from…went missing.”

Fidds became stiff, he may not believe Mabel would harm anyone but he couldn’t bear to live in a world where she never wanted to talk to him again and the Pines weren’t part of his life.

“And what’s ta stop me from telling her?” he said that smug grin coming back as he snatched the bottle from Tyler while he was staring at him in his panic.

“Please Stanly!” Fidds began looking uptowards Mabel and Ford arguing upstairs in his panic, “I’ll do whatever ya want, don’t tell yer aunt we was playing with her merchandise!”

Stan rested his thumb under his chin and made a loud humming noise, “I suppose, I could let this one slide, if I get a favor out of both of ya at any time I need something.”

They both took hard side glances at each other, knowing this wasn’t a good thing but ultimately nodded their heads solemnly. Being indebted to Stan was a million times better then breaking Mabel’s heart.

Stan shut up the perfume and locked it up safe and sound by the time Mabel appeared down stairs, her annoyance turning to concern seeing the broken glass Fidds was trying to clean up himself while Tyler stood nervously fidgeting by him and Stan sat whistling on the register absently smacking a bobble head.

She gently took the glass shards from out of Fidds little hands and smiled at him.

“It’s ok babe, don’t worry about this mess it was an accident.”

A tear slowly slipped out at that point. Mabel was so nice to him and he had just broke her belongings and stolen something that cost quite the pretty penny from her gift shop. She paused in cleaning up the mess he had made and pulled him into a hug kissing his head.

“It’s ok, sugar bean,” she whispered rubbing his back, “I ain’t mad about a little mess like this.”

She placed another kiss on his cheek and whispered, “Go get cleaned up now and we’ll leave when you get back.”

Disappearing down the hall to the Employee wash room he heard her hissing at Stan for upsetting him like that and a small argument ensuing. He felt a thick layer of guilt wash over him at that point shutting the bathroom door shut.

Mabel grabbed his hand as they left the shack and the action grounded Fidds, making a small smile grace his lips as she pushed him in the back seat next to Ford. Ford had been pouting since Mabel had made him bathe but Fidds didn’t mind he leaned closer to his friend as Stan pressed himself in the car. He smelled much better then he usually did.

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Fiddleford’s waning luck ran out very quickly.

The car ride had gone smoothly but arriving on the lake had not gone as smoothly.

For one, Ford wanted to go explore around the edges around the lake and wouldn’t listen to their begs for him to hang out with them skating on the ice, his nose stuck in a book as he left them too soon.

Fidds would have gladly gone with him and even began to but Stan grabbed him firmly by the scuff of his jacket making a not so subtle reminder that he knew he had stolen from Mabel. He glanced over towards Mabel talking away to his dad who didn’t seem to be paying her any attention and nodded solemly. He never wanted to lose this family, so being away from Ford for a day shouldn’t be that bad. He wouldn’t be that far from view he reasoned seeing Ford plop down in the snow and begin sketching something in his home-made journal and popping the mysterious author’s journal open next to him.

Fidds had been skating every winter since he had moved out to live with his father when he was six and had it to an art. Stan, however, took to the ice like a babe taking their first steps. Clumsy, no poise or grace and maybe a tab bit violently taking hold of Fidds and having him go down with him each time.

He took him down for the third time this afternoon, making him land on his butt and grunt loudly at the bruises he was sure to have in the morning because of Stan’s rough mannerisms.

Thistle Down, was quite the impressive skater though. Jumping through the air with grace and poise even someone who had been doing it for over five years like Fidds would envy. He did a figure eight around where they sat on the ground. Fidds watching in awe, a flush on his face not caused by the cold and Stan staring with a sneer.

“Come on, Stan my man! It isn’t so hard if ya just try a little!” Thistle said with a smug smile skating back over to a cheering group of girls, Carla among them to Stan’s anger.

Fidds glanced over to meet Carla’s glare of disapproval of her friend showing off like that to set off Stan but Stan didn’t notice it as he grabbed Fidds roughly and pulled him down to his level.

“Come on, yer gonna pay me back for keepin’ yer secret by teaching me how to skate away from these losers.”

Fidds had no real way to object so he let Stan lead him away from their friends, Ford disappearing from his line of sight the farther they went making him sigh sadly.

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Fidds was nervous as he helped Stan skate to the far side of the lake, far away from their friends cheering on Thistle, far away from Ford doing his own expedition making his debt to Stan moot and more importantly far enough away where his dad wouldn’t hear them yell if they ran into trouble. His knees were shaking so bad Stan had to help keep them both from toppling over putting most of the weight on his wobbly legs.

“This should be far enough,” Stan declared grabbing tightly onto Fidds who nearly fell down once more this afternoon and glared at Stan.

“Why did we have to go out so far? We could have practiced where we were at,” he groused with an eye roll, he was already tired having to drag his much larger friend all the way across the lake as he had done.

“I don’t want Carla seeing me fall on me ass, that’s why,” he spat once more dragging Fidds down with him so they could both sit on the icy surface for rest.

“I think she saw that enough while ya dragged us both out here,” Fidds grumbled ignoring the murderous look in his friend’s eyes to look back from where they came, their friends mere outlines now. Ford was all the way back there too, it felt like it was a waste of time for Tyler to have given him a sample of the love potion now, not like he would get a chance to really use it.

“I want to come back over there more skilled then that jerk and yer gonna help me!”

Fidds shook his head, he couldn’t believe he thought he could learn a skill like this in a single afternoon.

He tried to point this simple fact out but Stan refused to listen, thinking he would learn enough, sweep Carla off her feet with his new moves and leave Thistle crying when he was done with him (his description, not Fiddleford’s).

Fidds shook his head and accepted Stan wasn’t going to listen, the sooner he grew bored, the sooner they could return to the others and maybe enjoy the afternoon.

To Fidds surprise, it actually wasn’t terrible being out alone with Stan like this.

It was rather, dare he say it, fun. Stan was his rough abrasive self as usual, but Fidds rather liked his determination to see through his ridiculous goal. Under all the snark, he was willing to learn, taking Fidds’s hand and even being gentle with him as he began to calm down.

Fidds was smiling brightly when Stan finally learned to balance on his own (giving his own abused back a break) and it only grew as Stan began to skate around him (albeit on shaky legs but without his assistance none the less).

“Hey, hey Fidds,” Stan called that bolt of enthusiasm passing right from him and shocking Fidds as well as he shakily balanced on one leg, arms awkwardly spread keeping his balance, “I’m finally gettin’ it!”

Stan, unsurprisingly tripped over his own feet soon after but Fidds very happily went to help him get up.

“Hey, Fidds, what’s that over there?”

Fidds tilted his head to see what Stan was referring to but saw nothing, when he said he didn’t see it, Stan rolled his eyes and grabbed him pulling him down completely beside him. Fidds’s butt smacked hard against the ice yet again making the boy scowl towards his friend but Stan didn’t give him time to say a snide remark as he grabbed his head and turned it roughly, pointing his finger out towards whatever he had seen.

Fidds squinted, near sighted as he was he almost missed it completely but as he slid his glasses up from the bridge of his nose where they had fallen back into place, he let out a gasp. Stan let out loud, gruff laugh at his reaction, slapping him on the back and calling him blind before hauling him up with him ‘to go get a betta look’.

Fidds would have been just fine staying where he was but his arguments were caught in his throat and nothing came out but stuttering half made protests.

So along with Stan he went to brave the unknown, the unknown in this case being what appeared to be a large tooth sunk into the lake. As if some creature lost it when trying to eat its last prey on this very lake…

Fidds for once in this afternoon didn’t mind holding onto to his friend as they made their way closer to the protruding tooth.

Fidds held his ground, skidding to a halt before they could arrive in front of the foreign object causing Stan to trip over himself once more bringing Fidds down with him. Luckily for Fidds (and not so lucky for Stan) the fall down wasn’t bruising this time as he landed on top of soft Stan, who growled loudly in annoyance.

He shoved Fidds off him in a huff as he clamored up on to his feet and yanked Fidds up with him who was scowling and content on staying where he was on the ground then going another step farther towards that thing in the ice.

Stan loosened his hold when they rose and shrugged giving a sympathetic side glance to the panic in Fidds eyes, silently telling him to stay behind if he wanted but he was going to take a closer look.

Fidds watched him slide his way across the ice, catching himself from falling on the protruding tooth before throwing a sly smile behind him towards Fidds and letting loose a loud amused whistle that made Fidds’s knee begin to shake and him to lose his balance a little on the ice.

“Grow a pair, Fidds,” Stan grunted touching the tooth, “It’s a tooth.”

“But where did it come from?” Fidds whispered laying his own shaking palm on the tooth, “I don’t like this Stan, we should go back.”

“A dinosaur,” Stan said with a shrug, Fidds highly doubted that running his fingers across the large bicuspid, it appeared to be human. That thought made a shudder run down his spine, something not only dangerous but smart. They would be doomed it returned for its tooth.

Before Fidds could remark to that, the tooth shifted making them both fall backwards, Fidds landing hard and with a loud yelp.

Another clash hit the ice sending the two flying in the opposite direction. Stan holding tight onto Fidds. Fidds was in full panic, not quite thinking as he tried to scramble away from Stan’s firm grip on him as the monster hit against the ice again.

The tooth bobbing down making icy cold water splash hard against the two making them cuddle closer together.

Something happened that Fidds wouldn’t be forgetting soon that would be on his mind for the next couple of nights once his panic over this event eased up.

His lips hit against Stan’s, brushing against them and Stan didn’t pull away. He let them kiss, it was odd and rough and not the kiss Fidds had wanted today so he pulled away the second he could.

He turned his head away from Stan who almost looked disappointed but the moment was gone for now.

Their focus instead was on the tooth that suck under the ice and was pulled away by whatever was under there leaving a large hole where the tooth once was.

Without wasting anymore time, they were both up and hurrying back to where they came from.

If Fidds was less panicked about the monster that had just nearly made them his lunch, maybe Fidds would have been more nervous about how tight Stan clasped his hand.

As of now, it was more comforting and felt like the only thing keeping his mind focused and not a blur of panicked, wild thoughts of what may have happened.

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Fidds was yelling as he made his way back to the other side of the lake Stan at his heels slipping across the lake since he had tossed his skates somewhere to make it across faster.

His pa was the first to grab him, pulling him off the ice.

“Fiddleford Hadron McGucket,” he said sternly, “What in the world has gotten into you boy? And why are ya soaking wet!”

“There…there…” he gasped out teeth clattering too hard for him to really get the words out right, “Was something under there!”

“Under where?” Tate said setting him down and looking him over sternly.

“The Lake!!” Stan screeched flailing his arms around, “We found its tooth….!!!”

“It’s tooth?!” Ford cried out pushing his way into the front of the crowd forming of their friends.

“It was giant!” Fidds squeaked out making his dad give him a stern glare shutting him up instantly.

Tate McGucket wasn’t a patient man by any stretch and he certainly wasn’t the type to hear out anything he considered ‘nonsense’ or ‘abnormal’ anything that couldn’t easily be explained.

He had enough the second his son came screaming, both he and his friend soaked to the bone in this weather after getting into something they shouldn’t have been into. He was ready to hand out punishment when his son began spinning wild tales a mile a minute about something that wasn’t real to get out of the wrong doing he and his friend had gotten into.

He took his son firmly by the shoulders and shook him instantly silencing his stammered out, incomprehensible wild story.

His look alone told his son he was in trouble but instead of letting it lie, his son continued to dig his own grave.

“Pa…please…pa…ya gotta believe me! There is somethin’ underneath the lake and it almost got me and Stan! We gotta do somethin’….!”

“We aren’t doin’ anything Fiddleford!” Tate hissed shaking him a little harder, “I don’t know what I have to tell you to get you to see, these things aren’t real. They are in yer head boy. You are doing nothing but making yourself sound like a mad man and I will not hear another word of this. March to the house and get yerself into something dry, we’ll discuss this later.”

“But Pa---“

“MARCH!”

Fidds was running towards the house at that, his friends looking towards him with sympathy but none wanting to cross Tate McGucket in this mood.

None but Mabel Pines who never backed down from a challenge.

She firmly told her boys to go check on Fiddleford and chased the rest of the crowd away with a glare as she lead Tate into his office for a talk.

Stan tried to stay and listen but Mabel wouldn’t let him hear a word shooing him off to check on his friend. The only thing he heard was Mabel firmly telling Tate she was taking his son for the evening.

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Fidds shut the bathroom door tightly behind him, letting out a shaky sob, his teeth still clattering hard as tears just began to fall ungracefully from his eyes.

He heard the Stan twins hushed whispers about how to handle this situation outside the door way but didn’t respond to them. He didn’t know what to say, their arguing outside in the hallway was just making him feel worse. He brought this out in them. Everything was going ok but he made this situation the way it was by panicking like he always did. By being a coward. They could have had a fun afternoon together, surrounded by their friends that ended well, if he wasn’t always so scared to speak up.

“Stanly, you are an idiot!” he heard Ford hiss to his brother, “Why did you pick a fight with his dad like that!! You know how he is!!”

“At least I am a good enough friend to say something, at all!”

Fidds sank on the floor, holding his hands tight over his ears, grasping at some of the loose hair around his ears. His breathing began to quicken as he heard Ford throw the first punch at his brother and Stan’s cut off swear word.

He felt lost in his own sea of bad thoughts, each harsher with criticism of him then the last. His dad was right, he was crazy. There was something very wrong with him and he just drug everyone around him down with him. Stan could have died because he didn’t protest. Ford was hurt now because he was too cowardly to open the door and tell them to stop fighting.

His mind started to slow down as he heard Mabel enter the room and command her great nephews go wait for her in the car which there were no objections to.

She wasted no time in wrapping her arms around the young boy and kissing him on the head, assuring him it was gonna be ok. She was here.

The very idea he wasn’t alone was all the comfort he needed he found melting into her strong arms.

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That night he went home with the Pines and felt warmer then he had in years. After a large dinner with seconds and a heated game of Don’t Wake Stalin (that Stan kept cheating at),

Mabel tucked another blanket around the sleeping boys and then bent down to give Fidds a gentle kiss, running her fingers through his hair coaxing him to go to sleep.

She then whispered, “And remember, sweat pea, if you want free samples in the future just ask.”

Before kissing his now red ears and pulling another blanket around him as well, giving him another kiss on the forehead that she knew he lacked in his life before rising up and turning up the heater before disappearing from the room.

Fidds clung to the edges of the blanket, a smile growing across his face as he fell fast asleep feeling like he belonged somewhere for the first time in his life.

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#Relativity Falls #fiddleford mcgucket #mable pines #Tyler Cutebiker #Stanly Pines #Stanford Pines #carla mccorkle #Starla #Fiddauthor #fiddlestan #all implied #mystery trio #Dan's fics

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Christmas Spirit

Characters: Sam Winchester, Dean Winchester, Adelaide(Ada)/OC (Platonic friendships)

Summary: Adelaide, being of German decent means her family took Christmas very seriously, including Krampus. Same as her. However, when Sam and Dean’s Christmas spirit is non-existent, she begins to worry.

Word Count: 2,319

Warnings: Language

A/N: This was a Christmas Fic I was challenged to do, I’m sorry if the translations are incorrect. I did research and watched the movie, so I tried to base it off of those. So sorry, if there are mistakes. Sorry also that it’s a bit late as well, time was not on my side.

Thanks @shes-a-little-weird-but-perfect for giving me this Christmas challenge! It was fun!!

Aw Christmas, that time of year again. It’s not like you didn’t love this season, you did. You loved the freshly fallen snow. How it covered the ground and trees in a blanket of white. The crisp clean air that filled your lungs whenever you went outside. The Christmas carols you sang along to with the radio as you baked a variety of cookies, pies and sweet breads. However, you were always on edge more when it came around the corner every year.

You can’t help it, it’s not your fault, no one’s really. It was just out of habit. Your great-great grandparents, great grandparents, grandparents, well pretty much everyone was German. They always told you and did their best to make sure you were always on your best behavior. Helping you keep your Christmas spirit alive. It’s not like you don’t want to be scared of the half-goat, half-demon who comes along with bells, chains, and a bundle of birch sticks to swat naughty children; then takes them away. But it was in your blood. Your own family tradition of sorts, story you’d tell every year. Your parents called to wish you a Merry Christmas and to well, remind you that Krampusnacht (Krampus Night) was coming up. So you did your best to stay calm and cool about it. Not wanting to bring attention to yourself when the boys came entered the bunker.

“Adelaide? We’re back!” Sam’s voice carried down the stairs and into the library where you finished putting the last of the tree ornaments. You were nervous to see how they’d react to the decorations. But the last few hunts have been rough on both of them and Bobby said they needed something to lift their spirits. So having the bunker look more warm and welcoming was a good idea.

“In here!” You wiped your hands off on your pants and turned around to face the two men. Sam looked around in awe, taking it all in. Your heart lifts, when the corner of his lip twitches up in a small smile. But the mood changes as soon as you look at Dean. He just looks at you and turns to head off to his room.

“Sam, is Dean okay? Did I do something wrong?” He looks at you softly, setting his bag on the table, then made his way towards you.

“He’ll be fine Ada, it’s just…Christmas is always a rough for him. For me too, but it was never the same after mom died. Go talk to him, he’ll understand.” You nod sadly, hatting yourself for bringing up painful memories. “Hey Ada?”

“Yeah?”

“Thanks for this though, makes it feel like home.” He gives you one last smile, before you head off to talk to Dean.

Your closed fist hovers over his door, waiting to ask permission to enter. Taking a deep breath, you rap your knuckles against the wood twice. A deep, grunted reply responds.

“Come in Adelaide, I know it’s you.” Twisting the knob, you push the door open. Dean’s sitting on his bed, back facing you, as he’s cleaning his guns.

“I just wanted to say sorry for…I didn’t mean to bring pain for you. Just wanted to do something nice for the both of you.” You chose your words carefully, not wanting to upset him further. But when he didn’t respond, you accepted defeat. “Knew this was a stupid idea, not like it matters anyways. I’ll take the stuff down in the morning and come back after the holidays.” You turned to leave, but Dean’s voice stopped you.

“Why?”

“Why what?” You asked him. He stopped what he was doing and stood up to face you.

“Why do all of this? You know how I feel about Christmas, so why bother? Just because I don’t really have faith in all the Christmas mumbo jumbo, doesn’t mean, that whatcha macallit….”

“Krampus...” You say sternly, crossing your arms over your chest.

“It doesn’t mean he’ll come crashing in and dragging me off to hell. I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but I’ve been there and back again a few times. Wouldn’t make any difference now would it? Just because I don’t believe in that crap, doesn’t give you the right to force it on anyone else.” His words felt like salt on a fresh wound. Hit at your very core. Why couldn’t this man just enjoy it for once? Just one year. For you.

“Fick dich Dean.” (Fuck you) You spat at Dean, not giving a shit if he couldn’t understand you or not. You tried your best to stay calm and composed, but that action alone set your nerves on fire. “Fine, die for all I care. Have him drag you to hell, don’t expect me to come dragging you back.” Turning on the heal of your foot, you left his room, slamming the door behind you. You walked into the library, passing Sam while grabbing your coat, then heading to the door.

“Ada, you okay?” Sam called after you, but you didn’t even bother to stop, just tossing a reply over your shoulder.

“Es geht mir gut Sam. Just leave me alone.” (I’m fine Sam) The bunker echoed with the sound of the heavy door slamming into place.

“Dammit Dean, what the hell did you do?” I barge into my brother’s room with clear intention of getting an answer. He groaned and stood up from where he was previously laying on the bed.

“What are you talking about? I didn’t do shit.” He tried to walk past me, but I blocked his path,

“Then why did Adalaide leave the bunker as if she was intended to kill someone? Is this all about this whole Krampus thing?” Dean groaned, running his hand down his face.

“Yeah, okay. That what you want to hear? I just don’t see the big deal about not believing in it.” I completely understood what he was saying, sure Christmas was never really something we celebrated, and Krampus might actually be a fictional creature, but we’ve seen a lot of fucked up shit. I crossed my arms and stared at Dean.

“You ever think about it from her point of view though?” I continued before he could say something. “She grew up with this Dean, her whole family grew up believing about Krampus and how you’d either get a shoe full of gifts or a stick. How he’d drag those who don’t believe down to wherever he lives. She grew up just like us Dean, grew up knowing about monsters and who knows, Krampus might even be real! Hell, we’ve faced several creatures others deemed didn’t exist and yet we did.” I sigh, placing a hand on his shoulder. “Just….just go talk to her okay? Maybe start off by saying sorry?” I smile slightly when he puts his hands up in surrender.

“Okay, okay, I’ll go apologize.” He grabs his coat and makes his way to join her. I just hoped they work things out.

It didn’t take me long to find where Ada was. I found her sitting on the hill a bit away from the bunkers entrance, back facing towards me. A slight breeze caused her to pull her coat around her tighter. I frown at the sight and went back inside to grab a few blankets before making my way to her.

She jumps slightly when I wrap a fleece blanket across her shoulders, handing her a second one to put on her lap. You’d have to blind to not notice her tear stained face, eyes puffy clear evidence that she was.

“I’m sorry, Ada for talking shit about Christmas and all, it’s just…I never saw it as a big deal ya know?” Instantly start talking before she could get even one word out, I needed to get this out before I changed my mind. “Ever since my mom died, Christmas was….it usually ended up with just Sam and me. A piece of crap tree with pine car air fresheners hanging from it, and usually shitty stolen gifts under it. Dad was, well doing what he always did. Out hunting or some shit. We didn’t have the lights, cookies, didn’t even have a fucking real Christmas tree. Instead, it was always just me and Sammy….so sorry, if I give off all the whole Scrooge shit. It’s just not my favorite holiday, brings up too many things.” Ada sits quietly and lets Dean talk, she’s still pissed at him, but she understands his feeling for this holiday more. In fact she feels sorry for him and Sam, how they never had the chance to really have a nice Christmas.

“You still hurt me, Dean. I know it’s not your favorite holiday, but it’s important to me. My whole family is German and they had some pretty strong beliefs when it came to this time of year. Some kids believe in Santa Claus, a fat, jolly old man who comes down the chimney, fills the stockings, puts presents under the tree, eats cookies they leave out and all this happy ho ho ho shit. But not with my family, it’s the complete opposite. If you lose faith, like the Christmas Spirit, you better hope he doesn’t come to get you.” Ada pulls the blanket around her tighter, leaning her head on Deans shoulder. She was glad he didn’t say anything and just let her talk.

“I remember when my Oma (grandmother) talked harshly to my parents about me and my sibling’s behavior. How if we didn’t improve he would come take us away. The morning of Christmas, I remember watching as my older bruder (brother), and schwester (sister) opened the door hesitantly. Hoping we didn’t see a bundle of sticks on our doorsteps, but it was always shoes filled with gifts, trinkets and such. It was such a relief when we saw that, then the rest of the day went on normally. One year, when I was ten, rumor went around, that a fellow student in school, who was rough around the edges…” Dean looked over at Ada, when squeezed his hand tightly, a faraway look in her eyes.

“What happened Ada?” She looked at Dean, then back to the tree line.

“We tried to tell him he needed to do something or Krampus was going to come to get him, but…he never listened. Shortly after Christmas, he went missing. No one saw him leave the house or take anything. His belongings were still inside his room. ‘Course it could’ve been from a completely different reason, but everyone knew it was cause of Krampus.” She took a deep breath before looking back at Dean, thinking her next words carefully.

“I know you and Sam never had a great Christmas and I understand if you never believe in Christmas or Krampus or whatever. But, can…can you just this once? You and Sam are everything to me. You’re the only family I have here in the states, you both saved my ass more times than I can count and not only that, but you both deserve to be happy! Eat cookies, sing carols out of tune, decorate a tree, get hungover from spiked eggnog, eat all the pie you can eat, open gifts Christmas morning! I just want to give you and Sam the Christmas you never really got. You guys deserve that much.”

Dean just stares at Ada for a few seconds, then stares off to the side watching as the birds flew by. Letting the crisp air seep into his bones, getting lost in his own thoughts, taking in everything she said. He never knew how much Christmas actually meant to her, let alone her how much she really wanted him and Sam to get what they never really had. Making his decision, Dean stands up and reaches for her hand, helping her up.

“Come on, guess we better make a run.” Ada stares at him, eyes widely.

“You serious?” He smiles at her.

“Yeah, we need food to make Christmas dinner, right? Not to mention, we need to get gifts still.” She jumps up and down, squealing excitedly. Wrapping her arms around Dean tightly, he laughed and squeezed her back just as tightly. Loving the girl who became the sister that he always wanted.

“You’re the best Dean,” she smiles at Dean, “thank you for doing this.” Dean can’t help but smile softly at her, happy to see her usual smile back. He kisses her forehead, then walking back to the bunker with her.

“Anything for you, Adelaide. Now, let’s get Sam and get started. Yeah?”

“Yes, let’s.” Dean opens the door and calls out to Sam as you both head down the stairs.

“Sammy! Grab your coat, we’re making a Christmas run.” Not even thirty seconds pass, that Sam is walking down the hallway with a huge grin on his face. Knowing you managed to convince Dean, but most importantly that you and Dean were happy. This Christmas turned out to be the best one, the three of you had. It was filled with so many new happy memories, filled with joy, laughter and pie…so much pie. Ada’s belief in Krampus never left, but she knew her boys were safe and no longer had anything to worry about.

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Epilogue

We managed an additional peppa pig français children toys Swap three years later (this period we did it right before Passover, when we were cleaning out their properties (or cleaning)). A handful of the play doh kids toy came with our decals to them from the former Peppa Pig Brasil kids toys Exchange. People peppa pig completo children toy possessed located a different baby to relax and play using them for three yrs, and today have been all set house with even a different youngster.

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