hello beauties!
so being the christmas junkie i am, i was watching the santa clause 2, right? and when they got to the sleigh scene i was just like...this would be even more perfect if it was in spoby form. so i got to thinking, what if i wrote a series of one-shots of my babies over the holiday?! and i wrote and i wrote...until this fic was born ;)
for those of you who've seen the fabulous movie, you may or may not recognize some of the quotes/references i note in here. and for those of you who haven't? no worries :) i just highly reccomend doing so because, well, it's an amazing movie *wink wink
also, a big shout out to ana, tracey and chrissy for always being there/supporting me with not only my writing, but everything else, too :')
[but tracey baby- thanks so much for proofreading!]
you're all the sweetest. and when i say 'all' i really do mean ALL ;) you readers are the best.
so without any further ado, here's chapter one and, merry christmas to all and to all a good read! xx i love you all hehe :)
i do not own pretty little liars.
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"You know," Spencer shivered, "most boys take their dates ice skating in the winter. Not on magical sleigh rides on the trails of Santa Claus Lane."
"Oh? Scott Calvin begs to differ."
"Scott Calvin wasn't exactly a boy, Toby..." She pressed on. "He was Santa Claus. And last time I checked you weren't an old cookie addict with a shaggy beard and elf slaves."
"Elf slaves?" He laughed questioningly as her head bobbed up and down. "Well if that's what you want to call my tiny friends, I guess that's cool. But I'll have you know, Bernard was more of a pal than a workhorse."
Spencer giggled, still in utter disbelief that her boyfriend rented them a horse drawn sleigh from the seasonal shack downtown. After her 'golden parents' ventured off to visit their great aunt up in Canada, she was crestfallen. But it's not like she was surprised; they'd never spent a single Christmas with her in their lives. She just thought that with everything that happened this past year-Jason's reveal, the loss of Baby Thomas- they'd at least stay and try to patch some things up. Maybe one cheery day spent all together would be the beginning of a fresh start.
"Do you want some cocoa?" Toby snapped her back into reality.
"Oh man...now you're actually starting to sound like him." Spencer teased. "But yes, I would love some cocoa. Did you bring those cute little snowman marshmellows?"
He nodded, pouring the mug. "Only the best for you. I know how much you love them."
She flushed. It baffled her how his charming remarks still made her heart swell after all this time. "Thank you." He beamed back at her.
"Okay; we have cocoa, we have a blanket. We have a horse drawn sleigh. The only thing that's missing...is..." As if on cue, white flurries started falling from above.
Giddily laughing, Spencer yanked her boyfriend's hand. "What?"
"It's snowing!"
He chuckled, too, adoring the sweet childish look overtaking Spencer's features. "Oh, it is! As if by magic."
"That's what I was gonna say- I wish it was snowing!" Still unable to get a hold of herself, she nuzzled her face into the crook of his neck, inhaling his familiar scent.
A comfortable silence soon fell upon them as Spencer's giggles died down.
"Spence?" Toby whispered after a while, toying with her locks.
Murmering a barely audible 'hmm,' her pinkish ears perked up.
"You do know they love you, right?"
Sighing, Spencer lifted her head up and looked her boyfriend square in the eye. "Of course I do. They just make it really hard to remember sometimes." He nodded understandingly. "But...can we just...be here right now? I really don't feel like reliving my tragedies of Christmas past."
Instead of replying with a simple 'of course', he leaned in slowly and rubbed his nose against hers, causing Spencer's mouth to curl up into a joyous smile.
"Toby?" She muttered suddenly.
"Yeah?"
Deliberately moving her lips behind his ear she whispered quietly, "I love you so, so much. Thank you...for everything you've ever done, and for everything I know you'll do."
Gently caressing his roseatte cheeks, she stared deep into his soul and softly planted her lips on his. More than happy to oblige, Toby kissed back with all the love he had. And with Spencer...that was infinite.
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As the sleigh drove off into the spirited night and jingle bells rang in the distance, Toby held his love closer than ever. "Spencer," he muttered into her hair.
"Yeah?"
"You told me a while ago that I was your safe place to land." She nodded, a bit confused. "Well what I was too scared to tell you back then was, you're mine, too. And I count my stars every day that I have you."
"Merry Christmas, Toby."
He chuckled. "Oh we're not there quite yet...we still have a whole bucket list to get through."
Spencer smiled tenderly as she snuggled back into Toby's comforting arms, one hundred percent sure there was no place she'd rather be.