"Arthur Arthur! It's today it's today!" Alison swung the door open and jumped on the bed to wake up her unwilling boyfriend. Her cheeks were red and her smile stretched from one ear to the next out of pure excitement and joy. Her flannel pajamas were covered in little Santa heads and sleighs which just made her look even cuter in Arthur's opinion.

"Alright alright, let me get up," Arthur chuckled, "Goodness when did you become such a child?"

"Shut up! Christmas is my favorite holiday! Why WOULDN'T I get excited?" She dropped onto the bed with a loud thud to wait for Arthur to get ready and go out into the living room with her, but they both knew that wouldn't last long with her attention span.

"You don't need to get all dressy! Come on!"

With a quick jump she pulled Arthur from his closet with just his boxers and an open flannel, he was always sure to be completely dressed when he came put into the living room because he was always annoyed when their neighbors would look into their apartment (he should of known better then to get a house with 1) a house on Broadway and 2) a entire wall made out of complete glass so Alison could look over and see all the people on the street. Stupid Arthur). But today, even if he was half dressed, he felt happy. Their eight foot tree twinkled with white lights, the bright star on top, and even the little ornaments of tea cups and burgers (a gag present taken a few steps too far) made him not care if people saw him in English flag boxers, or if they saw him laugh and smile. He was with his favorite person in the world and that's all that mattered to him.

"It's the last present!" Alison had halfway through their opening of presents went and got dressed. Her bright red shirt bounced and swayed as she skipped and sat with Arthur.

"Looks like it, oh, this is from me." Arthur said with a small blush. He took the small box and fumbled with the white ribbon in his fingers for a moment before giving it to her.

"It's not another gift card to McDonald's because that was only funny the first time!" Alison pouted (if it was she would still use it, of course). He laughed at her silly face.

"No no, it's something better." Her face brightened.

"Better? Hmmmm, an Ipad?"

"I highly doubt I could fit an Ipad in this box."

"A new set of paint?"

"Still too big, so no."

"A little thing of paint?"

"Just open it." He tossed the small box as she carefully untied the ribbon. As she lifted the top of the pale blue box a tiny card sat waiting in between the tissue paper.

"A card? You silly I thought we exchanged cards already."

"It's something different, go on, read it."

"Well, ok, 'To Alison, You are the love of my life and all I want is to . . ."

The world seemed to stop; the city that never sleeps seemed to take a short nap. The car horns stopped. The constant rumble of people on the street seemed to dull into a quiet murmur.

"Alison, I love you with all my heart, nothing could change how I feel about you. And I want to make our love known to everyone. So Alison Lauren Jones, will you marry me?"

"I-buh-you said I-"

"Will you?"

Alison brushed the tears from her eyes to look at the love of her life in the eyes.

"Yes"

Its alive, ALIVE BWA HA HA HA HAAAA!

Yes I'm back from the dead to give you a cute little Christmas story for America and England. I had actually told myself I wasn't going to use this pairing again. . . well we see how THAT turned out! I really am extremely sorry I have neglected to work on my other stories, I just finished finals and I had family visiting and. . . ya hear that? That's the sound of PROCRASTINATION! Again, so sorry I'll try real hard to get at least another chapter of SOMETHING out by Christmas. If I dont see you till afterwords, then I hope you all have happy holidays and I can't wait to write more stories for you to enjoy in the new year!