A/N: MERRY CHRISTMAS & HAPPY HOLIDAYS, EVERYONE!

Here is the second part of my Christmas double whammy! I just posted a Pokemon one-shot as well, hence the double whammy. Here, we have another favorite of mine to write about: Batman Beyond. Early warning, if you like Dana... LEAVE NOW! I don't bash her here but she has VERY little involvement in the story.

Anyway, I hope you guys like this story! I am so very proud of this one! I actually finished it last month and just waited until this month to post it! It's gonna be a great ride! Also, this is not connected to my previous Batman Beyond chapter story "Walk Your Path." The sequel for that is still coming and it will be worth the wait, trust me.

Until then, this is the other story that came from my head.

Enjoy!

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN THE RIGHTS TO BATMAN BEYOND OR THE SONG "THIS CHRISTMAS." THIS IS A PURE FAN MADE WORD FROM WHICH I RECEIVE NO PROFIT.

Chapter 1: Hang all the Mistletoe, I'm gonna get to know you better

It wasn't that uncommon for Max to find Terry asleep in weird places but this one was different, even for him. He was sitting on the floor against his locker, completely dead to the world around him. He had been waiting for her to finish up her last project before the Christmas break. He must've gotten sleepy.

She giggled to herself and kicked his foot. "McGinnis!"

He snorted and drearily opened his eyes. He looked up at the pink haired teen. He looked at his foot then back at her. "Did you just kick me?"

"Yes. Get off the floor!"

"Sorry, Mom…" He slowly got to his feet.

"Why are you asleep here?"

"Waiting for you."

"But on the floor?"

He rubbed the back of his head, "Getting the Christmas vacation started."

She giggled. "At school? I think you got it backwards."

He just shrugged, "Eh." They started to walk out of the school.

"So, what's on tap this year?" she asked.

He gave another light shrug, "Nothing, actually. Mom and Matt are going outta town."

She stopped, causing him to do the same by grabbing his arm. "Wait. Without you?"

"Yeah."

"Why?"

He looked up and down the hallway, making sure they were alone. He looked back at her, "It's not like I can just up and leave Gotham for like a whole week, unprotected."

"Okay, good point. But is that all?"

He paused. "…Yeah, that's it."

She looked at him, suspiciously. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing."

"Terry."

"Max, let it go."

She knew there was more but decided to let it drop for now. "Alright." She winced a little, "And I guess since you and Dana are done…"

"Yeah. She hasn't looked at me since. That was two months ago."

"Again, sorry about how all that went down."

"Not your fault. You don't have to keep apologizing."

"I suppose." They proceeded down the hallway. "So, what are you gonna do for Christmas?"

"I dunno. Probably go see Bruce."

She grabbed his arm again. "You're gonna what?"

"See Bruce." He looked at his arm, "And will you stop doing that? You're gonna leave a bruise."

"Cry about it later," she let him go. "On the most festive day of the year, you're going to see the unhappiest person on the planet in the gloomiest house on the planet?"

"I see you found the flaw in my otherwise perfect plan."

"From top to bottom, nothing about the plan was perfect."

"Was?"

"You're spending Christmas with me. That's the bottom line."

"Do I get a vote, here?"

"No. Because you'll try to argue, pointlessly, as to why it's a bad idea."

"Aside from the fact that your mom and sister are going to be there?"

"Oh, please! It'll just be the two of us and you know it. Mom says that she'll be there every year and never shows and Melissa isn't going to be home, anyway. She's going to be with her boyfriend and his family."

"Won't that make it worse? Me and you, alone in your house? You know how that'll look."

"You're just being ridiculous."

He threw his hands up in defeat. "Okay. How about this? I will humbly reflect upon whether or not to accept the gracious invitation to the House of Gibson as the Christmas holiday falls on our fair city." He stared at her. "Better?"

She stared at him, blankly. He could be really corny when he got going. "You've been watching that old Game of Thrones show, haven't you?"

"What I can say? It relaxes me."

"They have a scene where all they do is kill people for like eight minutes."

"Are you talking about one specific episode? Because you just described the entire show."

"One episode that you forced me to watch after you got me all heavily invested in the show. But the fact that you pointed that out proves my point."

"I said, relaxing. Do you not know my life?"

She giggled. "Alright, good point." They kept walking. "So? Spend Christmas with me!"

He groaned. "I don't know, Max."

"Oh, come on, Terry! You shouldn't be spending the holidays alone or with Bruce. Hard to tell which is worse so don't do either. I promise it will be fun. I promise."

"I'll think about it."

She stopped walking, "Don't think. Just do!"

He looked at her, "I'll think about it, o…"

She started giving him 'the look.' It was a combination of puppy dog eyes and a baby wanting hug. She only started doing it recently and ten out of ten times it worked. He would try every time to fight back but it was nigh impossible. It was just too irresistibly cute.

But he had to try. "No, not the 'look'! No! Just knock it off!"

She moved closer, getting up close to him.

He did his best to ignore her. He looked away. "Stop it."

She kept staring. In the ultimate cheating move, she started slowly patting his arm.

He is Batman. He can do this. "Stop it."

Still staring and patting.

He looked at her, "Max!"

The look never changed.

He starting waver, those eyes just wouldn't quit. He couldn't fight it anymore. She was just too good. He groaned, "Alright, alright, okay! I'll spend Christmas with you."

She immediately stopped the look and the patting and smiled. She made a triumphant fist. "Yes!"

He growled.

"Oh, stop it! It's gonna be fun." She smiled.

"Alright, alright!"

They walked on.

"You always get your way, don't you?"

"Yep!" she answered.

"But you never play fair."

"It's why I always win."

As they walked out of the door, Max suddenly pulled Terry closer and planted a small, quick kiss on his cheek. He blushed immediately, wondering what that was for. She pointed up.

Mistletoe.

Of course.

He smiled and shook his head; she just smiled as they walked on.

Strange, though: Terry realized his cheek felt very warm. He shook it off and followed after her.

Once Terry got home, he found his mother busy about getting ready for the trip. She had a couple of suitcases open in the living room, putting some clothes within them.

"Hey, Mom," he greeted.

She smiled. "Hey, sweetie."

"Where's Matty?"

"Spending some time with friends. It's easier to pack when he's not here."

"I'll bet. Why are you packing so early?"

"Because I don't want to run around at the last minute chasing your brother down for him to be ready. I just want to get it out of the way so it'll be done and all I have to worry about it the food I'm taking to your aunt's." She looked up at him. "It's a good plan, I think."

Terry laughed. "Yeah, it is. They should call you 'Super Mom.'"

"I'm not opposed to the title."

The teen chuckled again and started to head for his room.

Mary decided to take this moment to talk to him. "Terry?"

He stopped and looked at her. "Yeah?"

She walked over to the dining room table and took a seat. "Come sit."

He sat down next to her. "What's up?"

She sighed. "Are you going to be okay?"

He paused. He looked down at the ground. He figured, in some form, this conversation was coming. "Yeah," he whispered. He looked at her. "Yes, ma'am. I'll be fine."

"Sweetheart, you know how your Aunt Stephanie can be. Just don't… don't pay her any mind. We know better."

Stephanie was his father's sister. She was always close with the family. It was Terry where the issues came up. "Mom, it's really okay."

She placed a hand on her arm. "We don't have to go, son. We can stay here. I can just tell her…"

"No, Mom, go. Take Matt to go see his cousins and everyone. He needs to. He should get to know the rest of the family. I'm fine."

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah. Max is forcing me to hang out with her on Christmas."

Mary blinked in surprise and actually let out a sigh of relief. "Oh, that's good news!"

He narrowed his eyes at her in surprise and confusion. "It is?"

"Terry, there are only a few people who can actually relax you. And… after you and Dana ended, that number got a little smaller. I'm just thankful Max is still there."

Terry smiled. "I think she always will be."

"Good." She stood up. "Before you head off to sleep or work, can you help me sift through Matty's room for some more clothes. That boy's room looks more like yours every day."

He smiled. "I was hoping you would have, at least, one son who would break that." He got up.

Mary let out a sigh of exhaustion. "You and me both."

A/N: So, how was the start? I know it was kind of slow but, trust me, it will pick up! This train is JUST leaving the station.

Get ready for the ride! Please, send me those reviews! I LOVE to hear from all! I truly love it!