A mini-fic.
Skylar, Zach and Hunter enjoy Christmas with their dads and chosen family.
Separate story from "Life's a Zoo." No real plot, just a bunch of silly short chapters, some connected and some not.
Christmas is (more of) a Zoo
Chapter One: The Christmas Party
The latter of the chapter is rated M.
The staff family Christmas was in full swing. The children enjoyed making their own tree ornaments and making other Christmas crafts and chasing balloons. They ate pizza and tons of junk food while they waited for the man of the hour to arrive. A year before Skylar and another older child "thought" he sounded much like Ray, one of the orderlies. They're weren't wrong. To avoid the guy in the red suit getting busted as a fraud, this year the hospital opted for a rent-a-Santa for the occasion.
When he arrived, cheers ensued. This guy was good. He had an answer for everything, from cookie consummation, to how Santa got into homes without chimneys and if Santa and his wife went anywhere during summer vacation. That was, surprise, Skylar. She suggested he go to Galveston. If she saw him at the beach there she would teach him to build a sandcastle.
"Is she always like that?" Ray, the former Santa asked Drew.
"Yes," Drew nodded with a smile. "And she's training Zach, who's a fast learner."
Hunter Lincoln-Alister, one month and one -day old today, was the only one who was not impressed with Santa Claus. He preferred to charm the ladies, young and old. Rick joked he could do the same thing "but you ladies are too high maintenance. That's why I decided to switch teams," he teased Shannon.
As Shannon's direct supervisor when they were both on duty she would describe Drew as anything but "low maintenance." The soldiers that came to SAM nine weeks of the year for field medic training would agree even more. There were many nights Shannon thought annoying. From what Rick had heard from Jordan, Shannon was given a lot of responsibility at the reservation. She didn't have anyone to answer to there, either. That was her problem. She now had a boss. Rick knew it too well. He didn't know all that much about medicine, but Shannon wasn't being trained to flip burgers. Shannon and more importantly her patients would appreciate Drew being a "hard-ass" later." L
All the kids enjoyed their gifts from the man from the North Pole. Skylar played her Crocodile Dentist with Mollie's granddaughter and Zach played with his new Spiderman action-figure. Hunter took a nap in Drew's arms. His carrier wouldn't do today. Zach was fell asleep in the backseat on the home. The sugar rush was still going on with his sister. Drew hoped it would wear off by the time they reached home.
"I miss being the kid at Christmas parties," Rick said, brushing his teeth before bed.
Drew chuckled. "Oh, really?" He said, still flicking through the variety of Hallmark Christmas movies. Maggie's Christmas Miracle was too cheesy even for his taste. How did she not suspect he was the same kid from her childhood? Don't women even ask questions as teenagers? He turned off the set. "Did you want to run around and chase balloons, too? And then sit on Santa's lap and tell me what you wanted for Christmas?"
"Oh, ha-ha."
Rick exited the bathroom connected to their bedroom. He threw himself onto the bed where his husband was.
"So, have you decided if I'm on the naughty list again this year?"
That was quick change in the subject. And so kinky. So Rick. Drew thought. The man gave "the naughty list" a non-g-rated meaning. Before they got together Drew didn't realize he had this side to himself. It was interesting and kept things fresh in the bedroom.
"Listen to you! And you call me the kinky one."
"Shut up and spank me!"
