Disclaimer: I do not own Danger Mouse (2015) or any canon characters. They are the property of their respective owners.
Notes: As I said, two couples means double the fluff! So, here we go with story number two!
This story contains fem-slash between Professor Squawkencluck and Danger Moth, meaning these two ladies are in a romantic relationship. There might be OOC moments.
I hope you enjoy this!
(Linebreaks hate me so I will use PSDM.)
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Snow is lightly falling over London, decked with colourful lights and many festive decorations. A joyful mood fills the atmosphere, enough to even bring smiles to those exhausted last-minute shoppers. We find this story's heroes, Danger Moth and Professor Squawkencluck, making their own preparations.
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The pair were walking through the crowded streets, making their way to the shops to make their final purchases before Christmas. They had their arms linked, though nobody questioned it due to them both being women. "Are you handling the cold alright?" Professor Squawkencluck asked of her girlfriend. "It's not causing your wings any upset?"
Danger Moth shook her head. "I've been trained to thrive in any temperature and my wings can endure what should be a bitter chill. How about yourself?"
The hen shrugged. "It's not too bad, my coat is thick enough to handle the temperatures of the North Pole, after all."
"I have to admit I still envy all of you for that amazing Christmas Eve you told me about." She looked up at the blinking lights decorating a building and paused, causing the professor to halt as well.
"Maybe we should've brought along those goggles," Squawkencluck chuckled affectionately.
"Even if they didn't distract me, I'd still stop. This display is so beautiful!"
Squawkencluck had to admit she concurred with Danger Moth's opinion on the display. Lights of the colours of the rainbow were strung above the doorway, while on the roof, there were models of Santa Claus, his reindeer and penguin elves and a bright sign saying Merry Christmas. Of course, she knew they still had to continue on their way, so she placed her feathered hands over her girlfriend's eyes. "Come on now, we still have to get the shopping done!"
Danger Moth nodded and allowed herself to be led away from the bright display that, otherwise, would've had her rooted to the spot until the new year.
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Both women held bags filled with presents, decorations and the last of the food for their private dinner. "It's a bit much to carry back, but I don't want to sacrifice a long walk through this winter wonderland with you," Squawkencluck whispered.
Danger Moth had an idea. "I can take them back to your place and come back so we can pick up where we left off! I can handle the lot and I'd be much faster than a cab."
"Our place, remember? Are you sure you wouldn't mind?"
"I'm sure. I can pick up my goggles while I'm there too."
The professor nodded and handed her bags to the moth. "Take care, Denise," she whispered so only the one she was addressing heard her.
"I'll be back in a minute, Squawky." Her tone was also very soft as she flitted her wings, lifted off the ground and took off.
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True to her word, Danger Moth had returned in a minute and no later. She wasn't the world's second-greatest secret agent for nothing, after all! She was wearing the tinted goggles Professor Squawkencluck had made for her to assist with her issues concerning all bright lights.
Squawkencluck smiled and looped her arm through the moth's. "Shall we resume?"
"Yes, that sounds wonderful."
"You're not tired after that flight, are you?"
"Not at all."
They resumed their walk, pausing at buildings that had grand displays. "We'll have to consider going to the more regional areas to see what other decorations are up."
"I have to admit I am a little surprised. Up until this year, you tended to consider Christmas festivities as useless frivolities, save for the Agency Christmas Party."
"Well, back then, I had my work to care about. But, while I do still have that, I have someone I care about more, someone I would do anything for if it meant she'd be happy. I know how much you love Christmas decorations but had to resist seeing them because of your natural instincts. Those goggles mean you can stand in front of the brightest light display and still avoid being frozen in place until they're shut off."
Oh, how Danger Moth wanted to kiss her beloved girlfriend right then and there, but that would not have gone over well with the public. Instead, she smiled tenderly, squeezed Squawkencluck's arm and whispered her gratitude.
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Two hours later, they had returned to what was originally Squawkencluck's apartment, but soon became home to both of them. They removed their coats and woolies and set about packing away what was able to stay unpacked. Squawkencluck activated the heating system. "Right, so we finally found the right gifts for our friends, we'll just have to wrap them. We also have some decorations so we can fix this place up, and finally, we found the last of what we need for our own dinner."
"That's everything taken care of then. Oh. No, wait. It's not. Not yet."
The hen looked confused and started to mentally go over the list she'd committed to memory, but had her thoughts derailed as the moth flew over to her at a much slower pace than the standard for her and wrapped her arms around her.
Danger Moth beamed. "There's something I still need to take care of." She rested her forehead against Squawkencluck's and closed her eyes. "Something I couldn't do earlier."
Squawkencluck's confusion faded and she allowed a tender smile to form on her beak. "Well then, I believe you should do it."
Danger Moth nodded before pressing her lips to those of the hen she was holding. One hand moved up to play with the ends of the feathers currently tied into a ponytail.
Squawkencluck happily reciprocated the kiss, eyes drifting shut as she held her girlfriend. She resisted stroking Danger Moth's wings, even though she knew her girlfriend actually enjoyed the sensation.
They soon parted from the kiss, looked into each other's eyes and giggled. "Now, everything has been taken care of."
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I guess since we're focusing on these two, and only these two, the story will skip right to Christmas morning.
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They lay in each other's arms, smiles on their faces. Squawkencluck's internal alarm clock caused her to stir and sleepily blink her eyes. Her smile softened as she beheld the peaceful features of her beloved. "I never thought I'd wake up Christmas morning to see the one I love is with me. This must've been how those two felt last year."
Danger Moth stirred, but did not open her eyes. She let out a soft sigh.
She gave her a gentle kiss on the cheek. "Denise, it's Christmas morning," she whispered.
The moth's eyes slowly fluttered open. "Mm? Christmas?"
Squawkencluck nodded, releasing her from her embrace so she could sit up and reach over the side of the bed.
Danger Moth almost dozed off again, but the sound of crinkling paper finally woke her up. She let out a yawn and sat up, wiping the sleep from her eyes.
"Merry Christmas, Denise." She only held a ball of wrapping paper in her hand;.she knew that would be what would wake her girlfriend.
She smiled and turned to her girlfriend. "Merry Christmas, Squawky."
They shared a quick kiss. Squawkencluck took Danger Moth's hand in her own. "Shall we see what's under the tree?"
Danger Moth nodded and followed her out of bed. They only paused to throw on their dressing gowns and slippers.
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Between them, they had opened most of the presents that had been left by Santa Claus, as well as the gifts they had received at the party the night before. Much to Squawkencluck's relief, there weren't any more hairdryers. Much to both of their reliefs, no Danger Presents were mixed in with them. It seemed their friend was finally learning that not everyone enjoys an explosive gift that puts their life at risk.
There were only two presents left, those were from each other. They handed them to each other at the same time, exchanging a quick kiss while doing so, then unwrapped the parcels.
Squawkencluck let out a gasp as she held a display model of her favourite band HUG. "Denise, I've been wanting this for months, but it was always sold out! How did you...?"
"I got it as a pre-order since I knew you'd be too preoccupied to find time to get it yourself. You were always so excited about the release that I just knew that would be an ideal gift."
"Thank you so much, Denise, this is just amazing!"
Danger Moth finished unwrapping her gift. It was a scrapbook labelled Memories of Us. She opened the book and saw numerous photos and short stories through it. Though some included their close friends, most were of her and Squawkencluck, showing their days from when their relationship was platonic, all the way to their current, romantic relationship. "I love this so much!" She carefully set it down. "You might want to put your display model somewhere safe because I am about to leap at you."
Squawkencluck heeded her advice and did so. The model was safe from the glomping moth and the pair of them toppling to the floor as they laughed and kissed each other.
"I didn't hurt you then, did I?" Danger Moth asked in concern.
"Not in the least." She cupped her cheek with one hand and gazed lovingly into her eyes. "I love you so much, Denise."
She leaned into the touch, smiling tenderly. "I love you very much, Squawky."
She leaned up and brought her lips to the moth's.
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The rest of the day was spent lounging on the sofa in each other's arms, sharing in hot chocolate with marshmallows while a Christmas album was playing from the stereo system. "Denise, I need to tell you something."
"What is it, Squawky?"
"I never thought I would have a Christmas like this, huddled on the sofa with the one I love. I always thought I'd focus on my work right after opening gifts. But, the change that came between us this year has made this possible, and I have to say that I am so thankful it has."
She held her tighter. "I'm so glad I can spend Christmas with you, Squawky. I was worried my parents would insist on me going home for the holidays and I'd have to leave you. But, I'd much rather be here with you. I do love my parents, but..." She let out a quiet sigh. "I'm not out to them. I feel like they're quietly judging me with their gazes, as if they know and don't approve. I'd much rather be with someone I not only love, but also feel I can be myself around."
"Speaking of parents, mine invited both of us to visit for New Year's, if you'd like to."
She smiled and nodded. "That sounds wonderful."
"I just hope you don't find them overbearing after a while. Mum and Dad always hoped for me to bring someone home with me, and now that I have you...they're not the treat my daughter right or else types, they're more oh, I have a new daughter!."
"Overbearing in-laws are preferrable to judgemental parents any day."
Even though they weren't engaged, hearing Danger Moth refer to her parents as in-laws made Squawkencluck swell with joy. "I'll still ask them to ease up on everything if they overwhelm you. So, it's a definite yes?"
"Yes, definitely!"
She rested her head against the fuzzy ruff and let out a quiet sigh of contentment. "I'll let them know when they call up later tonight."
"Sounds good."
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The story is ending here? I guess Ms. Writer feels writing about their dinner will be tedious. What is to come for these two? Will they soon be hearing wedding bells? I mean, it is a bit soon, but still, it might happen! Find out in future narratives of Danger Mouse, even if they don't include him and hardly even mention him.
On behalf of Ms. Writer, I would like to declare that both of these stories were written as a Christmas gift for all readers who should see this. Season's greetings to all of you out there, hope your new year is kinder than what the current one was been!
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After notes: Story number two is done too! As was said, these fics are gifts to all of you who have read and supported my stories over the year. Those who put up with the angsty dramas as well as the overly fluffy stuff.
Thanks for reading! You don't have to review, but please don't flame. Constructive criticism is welcomed though.
