A/N: This is a tad touchy drabble.

Thanks jaclynkaileigh and BuggyNess for your reviews! They inspire me to keep the Christmas elves that I have in captivity motivated to finish for me as many stories as they can. XD

Dear guest you are correct! Yes, I'm trying to include many of the characters in the drabbles and yes, I want the reader to get the different sides and insights about these characters from the pause that happened before the Promised Day.

Elysia was prancing around the living room while mumbling some Christmas songs. She was so ecstatic as she and her mom had just finished decorating their Christmas tree. She was still so elated that she wanted to tell her mom how happy she was about their tree. The little girl also wanted to ask her mom to help her write her letter to Dear Santa. Elysia could hear faint sobbing as she approached the dining room. From the threshold of the dining room area she could see her mom wiping tears away with her beautiful handkerchief.

"Oh Maes—" Gracia said between sobs as she caressed an image of her deceased husband that appeared in one of the many photo albums that cluttered the dining table.

"Mama? Why are you crying?" Elysia asked, not understanding why her mom would cry when looking at one of her dad's pictures.

"Oh sweetie," the widow said, a bit startled by the sudden intrusion, "I was thinking about last Christmas. That's all."

Elysia looked at the pictures that her mom was just looking at. The one that stood out was of her dad dressed up as Rudolph the Reindeer. She remembered how her dad galloped on all fours around the house with her mounted on his back. It had been one of the happiest moments she had spent with her dad before he had to go away for good.

Gracia could see that her daughter was getting upset. "It's getting late and you need to go to sleep little lady. Let's go." She took Elysia by the hand and walked her to her room.

oo-OOO-oo

Gracia could hear some ruffling coming from the living room as the morning came in. She quickly got up to see what all the fuss was about.

As she walked towards the living room she saw that all her photo albums had been raided. Pictures were missing from their pages and some pages were bent and disheveled. She panicked. The widow rushed into the living room and saw that Elysia was hanging the photos she took out from the albums and was placing them all around the lower part of the Christmas tree. "What are you doing sweetie?" She asked out of pure curiosity.

"Mom! You see? Dad is here and will spend Christmas with us… So you don't have to get sad ever again." The little girl replied with joy.

Gracia looked at the pictures that her daughter had picked out of the album. All where from past Christmases which showed Maes, being Maes. She could feel the tears coming out of the corner of her eyes. "You're right baby girl. Daddy is here, spending Christmas with us." She said as she wiped the tears away with the sleeve of her long camisole. "Let me help you put a few of them on the top half of the tree."

Both mom and daughter sat in front of the tree and started pointing at pictures while chatting about what Maes did —or didn't do— while they sipped on their hot chocolate. Elysia was right, Maes would never miss a Christmas at the Hughes's home.

A/N: I'm not writing sad drabbles just because! A lot of fudged up stuff happened to all characters in the manga. I will write funny ones. Promise!