So basically like every other psycho fangirl out there who watches Desperate Housewives I'm pretty much obsessed with Julie and Austin, I sorta wrote this in my head last night when I couldn't sleep, my brain works in strange ways. Anyway I know it's early for Christmas but I feel festive.

I have no idea where the show takes place because I missed the first season but I'm assuming California since I've seen palm trees. And I saw the preview for the holiday episode and there was no snow, now I live in Canada so a Christmas with out snow just makes absolutely no sense to me, seriously I just would never be able to get in the holiday mood, which is what gave me the idea for this. Now I might get some of the facts wrong and if I do just assume that this is AU, ok?

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Julie sighed and eased back against her pillow. She was never really sure what to do with herself on Christmas break; normally teachers threatened to assign mountains of soul crushing homework, but were always too moved by the holiday spirit to actually follow through on it. To anyone else that may be a good thing, to Julie it meant hours of sitting around the house with nothing to do.

Rolling over on her stomach she reached over to her nightstand and picked up a book. She glanced at the cover and started to skim over the pages. 'To Kill a Mocking Bird' she might have read it more times than she could count already, still it was a classic. But it seemed that after five pages and reading the same line almost four times that timeless literature wasn't the distraction she thought it would be. Tossing it aside she grabbed her pillow and, a little more dramatically than she intended, sighed and threw her head down on it.

She stared out the window at the gathering dusk and watched as each house turned on their painfully festive lights. She sighed and closed her eyes just as 'Have a Holly Jolly Christmas' came floating up the stairs from the radio in the living room her mother forgot to turn off. She groaned and tried her best to tune it out.

Then she heard something faint coming from outside. She frowned and lifted her head. She squinted into the slowly gathering night. Then she saw it; something small and round bounced off her window, quickly followed by another, then a cascade of tiny round objects came flying at the glass. Julie stared for second as everything was still, then slowly got off her bed. She looked around for a second and grabbed the closest weapon she could find; a badminton racket. Carefully she crept toward the window and peeked out. Unable to see anything in the faint light she pushed open the glass and cautiously leaned out, her racket held protectively in front of her.

Suddenly something whizzed past her ear. Any tiny amount of bravery she had was gone as she shrieked and threw herself to the ground.

"Oh! Julie sorry…you okay?"

Julie blinked, she knew that voice.

"Austin!" She shot up and looked out the window. Sure enough there stood Austin Brit, a rock held in his hand. "What do you think you're doing?"

Austin looked at the rock in his hand for a second then back at Julie. "Throwing rocks at your window." He said simply.

"Ever heard of the phone?" She called down at him.

"Well I thought your mom might pick up, and… um. She's not here is she?"

Julie opened her mouth but suddenly closed it as a bubble of laughter erupted from it. She leaned against the window frame and giggled. Of course, Austin Brit, the fearless rebel, was terrified of her mother, her 101 lbs. mother.

"Austin what are you doing here?" She asked smiling.

Even in the pale light she could see that quick smile flash against tanned skin. He looked down at his feet and kicked something. Julie craned her neck out and squinted. It was big whatever it was, a box, but… then she knew, it was a box of holiday lights, their holiday lights. And now they sat miserably, abandoned or forgotten by her mother. A sort of holiday tradition for Susan Meyer.

"You know," Austin said as he reached down to grab them. "I don't think you're supposed to put them up like this." He smirked as he held up a mad, tangled, mess of lights in his hand.

She smiled, "What? It's festive."

He smirked at her for a second before looking at the lump in his hands. "You know I could probably get these untangled."

Julie raised an eyebrow. "Oh?"

"Yeah. But I might need some help." He said slowly with a confident smirk on his face.

Julie could only smile. It would be an excellent way to get rid of her boredom.

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So normally I write like twenty or thirty pages for my story chapters, but then I think it would just turn into a oneshot, and this would just make way too long a oneshot. Anyway tell me what you think, the faster you review the faster I update, I have some very fluffy ideas coming up, including a party dress, frostbite, and of course snow, intrigued? You will be.

P.S. can anyone tell me where the show actually takes place? It'd be a big help.