Ello, my loves! I'm sooo sorry, I was going to update my stories for your Christmas present, BUT! I'm on vacation and have no internet. I'm currently stealing internet... shhhh... ;D Anywho, I heard this song on the radio, instantly came up with something, so I hope you...

LOVE MY CHRISTMAS SPECAIL!

Butch slipped into the kitchen where Buttercup was baking cookies. He sneaked up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist. She didn't even flinch.

"You can't have any, Butch. They're for Santa."

"Aww, please Butterbabe? I'm sure-"

"No, Santa only. Now shoo, before I get Butterfly in here."

Butch's eyes widened slightly, as he dashed out of the kitchen. Once he was gone, a little girl about four with black hair and dark green eyes skipped into the kitchen.

"Hey, Mommy, are Santa's cookies almost ready?"

"About five more minutes. I'll set them out for Santa, you have to go to bed."

"But, MOMMY! I gotta stay up to see SANTA!"

Buttercup smiled as she picked up Butterfly. "You know the rules, Santa only comes when little boys and girls are asleep," she said as she walked down the hall. She set the little girl down, pulled the covers back, and scooped Butterfly back up.

Butterfly giggled as Buttercup tickled her stomach. Buttercup laughed along, both oblivious to the smiling figure peaking in from the doorway.

"Ok, Butterfly. Go to sleep, Santa will be here before you know it."

Butterfly sighed in defeat, as Buttercup crept out of her room.

Butterfly's P.O.V

Yeah, right. I'm seeing Santa tonight. I'm sure Mommy will understand...

I slipped out of bed, floating just above the floor to make sure Mommy didn't hear me. I silently flew down the stairs, but was stopped by something. THERE WAS SANTA! But... he didn't look like he did in the books. He had black messy hair under his red hat, and he wasn't fat. HE DIDN'T EVEN HAVE HIS BEARD! He kinda looks like Daddy...

Mommy was there, too. There was something over their head. Mommy was smirking, and she leaned forward. Then... Mommy kissed Santa. His eyes were wide, but then they closed as he wrapped his arms around Mommy's tummy. Mommy took one of her hands and but it around Santa's neck.

Why would Mommy kiss Santa?

CHRISTMAS DAYYY!

I raced down stairs after jumping on Mommy and Daddy. Daddy looked funny, he had on a green Santa hat and sweat pants. Mommy was wearing a little green dress and a long black robe. They look like they didn't get any sleep.

"Hey, Daddy? Can you come with me?"

"Uh... sure...?"

Daddy followed me into the kitchen. He picked me up and let me stand on the counter. "What's up, Butters?"

"Well..." I leaned foward and whispered in his ear. Then, he started laughing.

"Butterfly, that's what you do under mistletoe. You kiss!"

"Ohhh... So Mommy had to kiss Santa, because they were under the mistletoe?"

"Yeah, pretty much."

"One more thing, why did Santa look different?"

"Uh... He... got a makeover?"

"OHHH!... I like his old style better."

Yay! I think it's a cute little thing. Oh, one more thing. On my deviantart I put up a cute little Christmas thingy! My name thingy is Friedseeweed. Obviously...

MERRY CHRISTMAS AND A HAPPY FREAKIN NEW YEAR!