Hey everyone, hope you all had a good Christmas. I know it's a day late, but I wrote a specialshipping piece for Christmas, but just finished it today. Please note that this is set a few years after the end of the Emerald arc, both Red and Yellow are older than 21. R&R, please, and enjoy!


A Special Christmas Eve

'Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the house,

not a creature was stirring, 'cept me and my mouse.

Yellow is asleep, but my thoughts are awake.

There is just one matter that makes my knees quake

Here's the question: do I finally propose?

Do I give her a box, then pull her in close?

I don't want to ruin the great friendship that's here.

And what if she doesn't say yes? That, I fear.

No matter the outcome, nothing would be the same.

For tension and discomfort and things without name.

But if she said yes, oh what a joyous day.

That is the gift I want, it's for that I pray.

My Pika and I walk out into the snow,

I look at the window and my heart starts to glow.

Yellow is standing there, her eyes open wide,

the window thrown open, letting cold air inside.

I shrink back and hide; I don't want her to spot me.

But then I feel guilty as she speaks her plea.

"Santa," she spoke, her voice sweeter than ever,

"I believe in you, though I'm told it's not clever.

If you really exist, oh please help me tonight,

I'm scared that he won't see my true feelings, all right?"

I started to leave, but something told me to stay.

Where are my morals? Have they all gone away?

"I love him so dearly, but I don't think he sees that.

When it comes to emotions he's blind as a bat.

So Santa, please help him, I want us as more

than just a boyfriend and girlfriend living next door."

And then, with a sigh, she went back to her bed,

letting me wonder: should I be insulted?

Blind as a bat? Maybe it's her who's the blind one!

But I brushed away the thought, soon as it begun.

It is true that I'm sometimes a little obtuse,

but did she really think that my heart has no use?

She can't see how much I have always loved her,

and I couldn't see her true love for me, either.

But, thanks to my snooping, I know how to proceed,

I can gather my courage and then do the deed.

I'll ask her to marry me on Christmas 'morn,

it is from Yellow's side I'll never be torn.

Pika on my shoulder, I head off to bed,

hundreds of thoughts are swirling around in my head.

I still have some doubts, but I'm sure that she'll say yes.

Based off of what I heard, this will make her Christmas.

To Pika I mumble a cheerful "goodnight, friend",

then I fall back to sleep and wait for the night's end.