'Twas the night before Christmas and all through the Hub, the battle force five were abuzz, with yuletide cheer and love.
Vert hung the stockings in the rec. room with care, explaining to Sage how St. Nicholas soon would be there.
Agura was in the kitchen doing the best that she can, to keep Zoom and Spinner from eating the gingerbread men.
With Tezz not the sort and Stanford refusing to wear a Christmas cap, settled down with eggnog, cookies and a nap.
While A.J being a sport and wanting a show, was decorating the compound outside with fake pine trees, flashing lights, and snow.
And Sherman with a ladder and Emma with trimming to spare, hung tinsel and mistletoe without worry or care.
Emma would tease holding the mistletoe over her head; Sherman would look away, laugh and turn red.
When without warning there arose such a clatter, everyone dropped what they were doing to see what was the matter.
Away to the garage they flew like a flash, were loose tinsel fell like new fallen snow from the sound of the crash.
When, what to worrying eyes should appear, Emma had fallen off the ladder, Sherman reached out in fear.
He caught the girl with hardly any trouble at all, from what would have been a rather nasty fall.
With tinsel in her hair and gold eyes wide from the rush, the closeness of it all made the young Cortez blush.
They tried to be nice, they tried to be quiet, but seeing Sherman turn red like that made them laugh out in riot.
Sherman put her down, cheeks oh so cherry; Emma laughed lightly, her smile heartening and merry.
Spinner sprang up and down, pointing his finger as high as it would go, imagine their surprise, that Sherman and Emma would be standing under the mistletoe.
The others still laughing stayed right where were, not wanting to miss, as Emma grabbed the big lug and pulled him into a kiss.
And as we all know, we got to end this story out right, "Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night."
Happy Holidays, y'all.
