Enjoy the second chapter :)


"The first story is called, Mistletoe," Amy announced. "A one-shot involving mistletoe," she continued.

She didn't understand him. She never did, and she probably never will. It's always been like that ever since they first met. They always picked fights on each other. Especially during the Clue Hunt, even if they were allies for a short time.

Sinead smirked. "Why do I have a feeling I know who these characters are?" she said, smiling at Dan and Natalie, who didn't notice.

Sure, they got along after the Clue Hunt. Everyone of their relatives did. Almost dying could do that to you.

She hadn't seen him for almost four months. Four months after she had been kidnapped by those lowly Vespers. Four months after she tried to get better, to become herself again.

He had rescued her, along with his unfashionable sister.

Soon, everyone realized who it was.

"It's obviously Natalie," Reagan said, "She's the only one who keeps insulting Amy's fashion sense."

"Because it's true!" Natalie said hotly, crossing her arms.

"That means the guy is Dan!" Hamilton exclaimed, and everyone chuckled.

Dan and Natalie glared at each other.

Now here they were. At the Cahill Christmas Ball. Fiske Cahill, decided he would continue Grace's traditions. The newly-built Cahill mansion was gleaming, decorated with Christmas decorations.

Natalie Kabra stood next to her brother as they walked up to the front door. The guards opened up the door for them, and they entered, and were immediately greeted by a large Christmas tree.

"Look, the Cobras have arrived!" An annoying voice shouted.

Dan protested, "I don't have an annoying voice!"

"Yes, you do," Natalie said bluntly.

Amy hurriedly continued reading before they got into another fight.

It was him.

She turned around, and was immediately greeted by his jade green eyes. She hated those eyes. Those eyes mocked her, teased her, insulted her. Yet, she found herself staring into them.

Before he could notice, she broke her gaze and stared at the Christmas tree instead.

"Ooh, something's going on here," Ned laughed.

Beside her, Ian sighed. "Daniel, really. Won't you ever stop calling us that ridiculous name? It's Kabra, not Cobra."

Dan glared at him. "It's Dan. And you're not the boss of me!"

"Yeah, but I am."

All of them looked up, and saw Amy heading towards them. Natalie noticed Ian stared at her longer than the others, and when he noticed she was looking, he reddened and avoided her gaze.

Natalie snickered to herself. After all this time, Ian was still in love with the unfashionable orphan.

The real Ian blushed, and avoided everyone's gaze.

Amy, however, saw this, and she also blushed.

Dan rolled his eyes. "Whatever. Can we get back to dinner now?"

Amy shook her head fondly, and led them to the dining room.

There, everyone of their relatives were seated. Some glared, some smiled, some couldn't be bothered to acknowledge them.

She looked for her seat, but was startled by the laughter that had broke out.

She glared at them in confusion. They were laughing at her, she was sure of it. Then, she noticed they were staring at something above her.

Damn it.

"Language, Amy," Dan tutted.

Amy rolled her eyes. "It's in the story, Dan."

Mistletoe.

She felt her face heat up. She turned to see who was stuck under the mistletoe with her, and her heart stopped when she did.

"It had to be you," Dan whined.

"What?!" Dan shouted. "There's no way I'd kiss the Cobra!"

"The feeling's mutual, Daniel," Natalie sneered.

"It's Dan!"

Natalie rolled her eyes. She kissed the idiot on the lips quickly, then immediately sat down beside her brother.

Natalie groaned in disgust. "Even if we really did get stuck under mistletoe, I wouldn't kiss him!"

As the dinner went on, she found herself staring at him as he ate and argued with Amy.

Later that night, as she was about to fall asleep, she drowsily thanked the mistletoe.

"That was a horrible story!" Natalie screeched.

"For once, I agree with you," Dan muttered.

Everyone else laughed at them, while Amy smirked at her younger brother.