Disclaimer: I finally found out the name of the other guy who pays for this show! James Cameron and Charles Elgee… I think…
"Maxie, Maxie, when are we gonna get a Chrismas tree?" Madri asked suddenly as Max walked in to her apartment. "Do we need one?" Max replied. "'Course we do. How else would we know it's Christmas?" Max frowned. Aethism was a staple of military super-weapon training, she didn't do holidays. Still, they oughta have fun. Books, puzzles, candy, maybe a telescope or something I can scrounge up. She checked the date. December17. Getting a tree in would be trouble. " I don't think we could have a Christmas here, Madri, but there is one person with a violation-free home…"
"Hiya." Max didn't wait for Logan to answer, just ducked down and kissed him lovingly on the lips. "Hiya yourself. You haven't been around lately." he responded. " The carbon and sugar compounds called my little brother and sister are a little clingy." She didn't mention Cole had been having nightmares and Madri got scared if Max wasn't home from work before she went to bed. "Have you guys decided where to spend Christmas yet?" Logan asked. Max eyed him warily as she leaned against the console. "Well, you know I like to cook. You can put the tree in the living room and listen to the glass shatter when I try to sing, you guys can sleep over-" Max bolted straight up and opened her mouth, but Logan quickly said, "I meant in separate beds, I'm not implying that." He grinned at her sillily. "You were going to protest, right?" Her answer was to swat his head.
One week later.
"Makin' a list and checking it twice, gonna find out who's naughty and nice? Who does this guy think he is, Logan?" Madri screeched. Max laughed at that. Logan couldn't sing, but his cooking made it worth it. Madri found the lyrics of some of the carols threatening like, "He sees you when you're sleeping, he knows when you're awake". Some weeks earlier they had found the Eyes Only stuff. Cole had only said, "Logan has wayyyy too much free time." "Bedtime, you two." Max announced, stretching. They both protested. "C'mon, then you can wake me up at the crack of dawn tomorrow and open presents." She managed to get them into pajamas, but had to physically carry them into Logan's spare room. They settled down fairly quickly, and Max sat back down next to Logan. "I did get something for you." Logan said. Max looked at him. "What?" He smiled. "Grab my hands." She did, but was totally taken by surprise when Logan stood up. He moved to put hug her. "I wanted to surprise you." Logan was grinning like an idiot. Max nearly strangled him hugging his neck so tightly. "Can we open presents since Max got hers early?" whined a farmilar voice. "Yeah, just as long as you don't shout 'gross!'" Max replied, kissing Logan furiously. "EWWWW!" rang out behind them.