My Christmas Fanfiction! There shall be twelve chapters! (: Worst time to start, I know, but it had to be done!
First one is Fabina, in Nina's POV. Enjoy!
"Oh, jingle bells, jingle bells . . . Jingle all the way! Oh, what fun it is to ride on a one-horse open sleigh-"
". . . Don we now our gay apparel, fa la la, la la la, la la la. Troll the ancient Yule tide carol . . ."
"Why is it 'troll the ancient Yule tide carol'? Why use 'troll'?" Patricia asked, switching the radio off and leaving us in an awkward silence.
"Hey," NIna objected. "I wanted to hear the rest of that!" She leaned forward, switching the knob on once more and turned the music on. Once more, the car was full of Christmas carols. "And I don't know why they say that - it's an old song!"
"On the first day of Christmas, my true love sent to me: a partridge in a pear tree . . ."
"Nina, I'm trying to drive," Patricia said, laughing.
With a sigh, Nina changed the station to a sports-related one. "Happy now?" she said, a grin crossing her face.
"Even worse," Patricia replied.
Then, Nina ended up turning off the radio, once again leaving only the heater to warm the two girl's faces. Only a few more moments passed before they stopped in front of Nina's apartment complex, the brick-red building starkly contrasting to the bare trees and white blanket of snow around the area.
"Thanks," she said. She opened the passenger door, letting in the frigid air of the winter afternoon into the toasty car that reminded Nina of sitting beside a comfortable fireplace. Letting out a short breath of air, an icy white cloud appeared before her but soon quickly faded.
"Talk to you later, Nins!" Patricia called. Nina closed the door behind her. She waved goodbye as her friend drove away.
Once the blue sedan had turned the corner a block away, Nina dropped her arm, only to pull them close to her body in an effort to keep away the cold. The last carol she had listened to echoed through her mind, and she could not help but wonder what a pear tree looked like.
She had seen a partridge before: when she was only twelve, her Uncle Lenny had shown her one when she had come over to his house for a weekend during winter break. However, it was not sitting in a pear tree, so Nina was not completely satisfied with the image.
Suddenly, Nina heard a loud thudding sound behind her, and she swiveled around in surprise. A few pears rolled to her feet, so Nina bent down to pick one up. She tilted her head at it for a second, her brow furrowing in confusion.
Raising her eyes from the smooth green skin of the Bartlett pear, she took in the scene in front of her with a stunned silence.
Her best friend, Fabian Rutter, was crouching down to grab all of the scattered pears on the snowy cement sidewalk. Next to him, there was a small green tree in a square, emerald green pot with pears hanging by strings. A legitimate pear tree.
"F-Fabian," Nina said, barely containing her laughter. "What is this?"
"Uh, um . . ." Fabian stammered. "W-Well, it's a p-pear t-tree . . ."
Nina smiled at his stuttering words, shaking her head at his attempt to create a pear tree. She gathered up the pears, stuffing them into her bag because they lived right across from each other, so she could give them to him after they had climbed the stairs.
Finally, they had finished collecting the pears, and, before Fabian could say anything, Nina wrapped her arms around him in a tight hug. Only a second of hesitation passed before Fabian circled his arms around her waist, returning the embrace. Nina could not believe he would do all of this for his girlfriend, Joy, who was also one of Nina's closest friends. It was so sweet.
However, it also slightly hurt her, a crack beginning to web across the surface of the wall around her heart. She was determined to keep her feelings for him a secret; Joy had seen and known him first, after all. She had no right to intrude upon their relationship.
"She'll love it," Nina insisted into his ear. She swore she felt him shake his head at her, and she wondered, for a fleeting moment, why he did that. But all of her thoughts were pushed away as she just nestled her head into the curve of his shoulder, wishing with all of her heart that he would be hers someday.
She lifted her eyes from the fabric of Fabian's winter coat, past the strands of almost chestnut brown hair waving in her line of vision, blown ever so slightly by the frosty wind that now seemed to circle around them. Then, her eyes focused on the "pear" tree sitting beside them.
A tiny bird, looking like a mix between a finch and a sparrow, with brown feathers and skinny, red legs. Nina recognized the little creature almost instantly, and she pulled away from Fabian, her eyes still trained on the "pear" tree where the bird was perched.
"Is that a partridge in a pear tree?
Yeah, they are less of small chapters and more like drabbles, I suppose... Anyway! Please review this because it would mean a lot to me! Then again, I suck at updating and almost always post crappy chapters WHEN I update... Um, well, I hope you at least read this and like it. But, if you feel like it, could you review it? You don't have to, obviously, but, yeah...
Anyway. I PROMISE that I will update this tomorrow (or I guess, today, since it is already 12:20AM, my time.)
~Ary
