Maureen sighed, leaning her head on Joanne's shoulder. "I'm so bored…"
Joanne turned her head to look at her friends. "Yeah, tell me about it…"
All five of them…Joanne, Maureen, Mark, Mimi and Roger (in this order) were packed onto the lumpy, ratty sofa like sardines. To the right, Benny was sitting in a lawn chair that somebody had brought out for him. To the left, Angel was perched on the lap of his lover. The couple seemed blissfully oblivious to their bored friends…they were too busy cuddling. It was sickeningly sweet.
"Joanne…"As Maureen talked, a slow smile came to her face. She couldn't even believe what she was about to say. "If we were Santa's reindeer…who would we be? And why?"
Joanne snorted. "That's a new one…"
"No, really. I wanna know…" The drama queen pouted up at her.
Joanne wrinkled her eyebrow, lost in thought. Finally, Mimi spoke up.
"Roger would be Dasher…" The Latina grinned, nudging her boyfriend.
"Because I'm dashing, quick…" Roger snorted with laughter. "And the leader of the pack."
"…And because 'Dasher' sounds like a porn star name." Mimi added with a nod.
"Huh??" The rocker gaped at his girlfriend, blushing just a little.
"What? It does!!" Mimi was on the verge of cracking up. "And we all know how much you love your-"
"Moving on…." Maureen made a face. "Mimi, you would probably be Dancer because you…dance."
"How original!" Mimi rolled her eyes. "Oh, well. Dancing is life."
"Angelcake would definitely be Prancer. I mean, Ang doesn't even walk...he prances everywhere he goes! It's adorable!" Collins informed the gang, giving a blushing Angel a squeeze. He leaned his forehead against Angel's, smiling at him. "But then again, when are you ever not adorable??"
"Awww!" Maureen squealed a little. "You guys are SO CUTE! Okay, anyway…I'd be Vixen."
"Let me guess…because you're a vixen, honeybear?" Joanne teased.
"Yup! And damn proud of it, too!" Maureen settled back, a playful smirk on her face.
"Well, then I'm Comet because it comes right after you…and the name has a nice, logical feel to it." Joanne declared, resting her hand on the diva's knee.
"Hmmm. 'Comet'? I like it!" Maureen winked at the lawyer. "Marky would be Cupid…"
Mark shot her a look, his sandy eyebrows going WAY up. "Why?"
"Because the thought of you as a butt naked cherub who shoots arrows at people's hearts is so cute! And I know how…loving…you can be. Even if everyone here thinks you're just a sad case when it comes to love…." Maureen replied.
"Gee…thanks…" Mark smiled warily, his tone thick with sarcasm.
"Thomas would be Donner…just because I like that name." Angel giggled, kissing Collins on the cheek.
After a few seconds, everybody turned their attention to Benny….
"Uh…I guess I have to be Blitzen. The name starts with 'B' and it sounds pretty cool, I suppose…" Benny shrugged.
"Yay!" Maureen clapped. "We're all reindeer!"
Everyone fell into silence, eyeing each other with confused half smiles. This went on for several seconds until finally…
"That was really…strange…" Mark shook his head, feeling the urge to laugh.
"You guys…" Angel gasped, eyes wide. "I just thought of something…"
"What?" Mimi let her gaze settle on her friend.
"Who is going to be Rudolf??"
THE END
A/N: Awful, I know! I've got a ton of story ideas in my head right now and in an effort to crank them all out quickly…they're getting crappier and crappier…
If anybody wants to take a story idea off my hands, I wouldn't mind. ;)