Disclaimer: I own nothing associated with the WWE. I also don't own the OCs. They're just some pretty awesome friends!
Author's Note: Hey! This oneshot is dedicated to my unbiological sister Twisted-Skittle. Love you, girl, and I'm so glad you'll be coming up! Can't wait! I hope you enjoy! And the rest of you too!
Oh, Christmas Tree!
"You're dragging me out in the cold again... why?"
Randy Orton quietly sighed as he glanced at the girl sitting in the passenger seat beside him. "Because," he said matter-of-factly. "I wanted your input on picking out our Christmas tree."
Ana wrapped her arms a little tighter around herself, trying to warm her chilled hands. It may have only been late afternoon, but the winter air was still freezing. "We so should have done this sooner," she grumbled. "I mean, it's Christmas Eve. You know as well as I do that all the good trees have already been picked out."
"Well, we didn't really have much of an option, Ana," Randy replied. "I'm on the road most of the time, and this was our first chance. What matters is we get it up by tomorrow."
"Couldn't we have just gotten an artificial one?" Ana wondered. "That would have been so much easier..."
But Randy shook his head at his girlfriend's suggestion. "They're not the same," he told her. "When it comes to this, I like the real thing."
Ana rolled her eyes. "Yeah, and say we find one. We'll get it up by tomorrow and throw it out in like a week. Artificial trees last longer." She paused. "But if you want the real thing, you'd probably have more luck cutting down our neighbors' pine tree and throwing some lights on it."
A thoughtful look crossed Randy's face. "You know if it came down to it..."
"I wasn't being serious, Randall!"
Randy smirked at her use of his full name. "Come on, they won't miss that tree," he muttered.
Ana shook her head slightly, pulling her coat closer. "Let's just find a tree so we can get home and enjoy our Christmas Eve," she replied.
"Sounds good to me."
They were quiet for a while, the only sound filling the car being the Christmas music coming from the radio. Then, Randy turned down a side road before coming to a stop in front of the large, grassy field that sold Christmas trees during the holiday season. He had bought them there for years and knew the owner and his family well. His young grandson was a huge fan of his and always loved when he came by.
"Ready?" he asked, looking at Ana as he shut the car off.
Ana nodded as she pushed open the door, walking with her boyfriend through the door of the fenced-in field. They were immediately greeted by an older man with a bit of a limp, smiling as he walked over to them.
"Randall, I was wondering if you were ever going to come by this year," he said with a laugh, patting his arm.
Randy returned the smile. "Yeah, I know we're late," he replied. "But I've been so busy lately that I haven't had any time."
"That's okay, that's okay," the man told him. "We have a few left. Not the best ones, I'm afraid, but I never sell bad ones."
"Told ya so," Ana mumbled from next to Randy.
Sighing, Randy glanced down at his girlfriend before looking back at the older man with a smile. "I know you don't. That's one of the reasons why I love this place." Then, he glanced around. "Where's the little man?"
"He's out sledding with some friends," the owner explained. "But I told him to be back before dark, so he may be here before you leave."
Randy's smile broadened. "Good. I miss the little guy," he said. "But I think we'll start looking for our tree."
The man nodded. "Yes! Please, look around as much as you like," he replied enthusiastically.
"Thank you. We will." Randy looked down at Ana again, waiting for her to meet his gaze. "Come on."
Ana followed Randy as they began to walk around the rest of the snow-covered field, looking at the Christmas trees that were left. "Didn't I say we were going to have the problem of all the good trees being taken?" she asked.
"Well, I really wouldn't call it a problem when there aren't any bad trees," Randy answered quietly, stopping next to one to inspect the branches. "Hmm, a bit too thin..."
"Still, a lot of these don't seem to live up to your standards," Ana pointed out.
Randy sighed as he looked at his girlfriend. "I'm going to start calling you Scrooge," he muttered, moving onto another tree to look it over.
Ana narrowed her eyes slightly after him before a smirk appeared on her face. She bent over and picked up a handful of snow, packing it together before she threw it at her boyfriend. A triumphant gleam appeared in her eye when it hit him in the back of the head.
Stiffening slightly from the sudden cold, Randy slowly turned to look over his shoulder at Ana. She laughed, but she also took a nervous step back when she saw the viper-like look in his eye. "Just wait," he told her, quickly raising his eyebrows.
"You won't do anything," Ana said, mainly to herself as she walked over to the nearest Christmas tree to look at it. It appeared to be leaning a little too far to the left, so she moved on to another one to see if it was any better.
Soon, Randy found a tree that was suitable to him, and while his girlfriend stood by it, he went to get the owner so they could cut it down. Ana watched as Randy was the one who actually used the axe since it was easier for him than the older man, moving out of the way so she wouldn't be hit when it fell to the ground.
"We'll get this to your car, and we can work out the payment there," the man said.
"Great," Randy replied before looking up at the girl with them. "Hey, Ana, would you go to the car and get the cords out?"
"Sure." Ana caught the keys when Randy tossed them to her, putting her cold hands in her pockets as she made her way back to the entrance of the fenced-in field. It was nearly dark by the time she made her way back to the car, the air around her even colder. She shivered as she fumbled with the kets and unlocked the car, pulling the cords out of the backseat so the tree could be tied down.
She didn't have to wait long before Randy and the older man came over to the car with the tree. They lifted it onto the roof, and Randy took the cords from Ana as he began to strap the tree down securely. Once that was finished, the older man named the price, and Randy took out his wallet.
"Randy!"
A broad smile appeared on Randy's face when he heard the high-pitched, excited voice, looking up to see the owner's young grandson had abandoned his sled a small distance away and was running toward him. He dropped to one knee as the boy tackle hugged him, laughing a little. "Hey, there you are!" he said, ruffling his hair. "I was afraid we wouldn't get to see you today."
The boy grinned. "I missed you since last time!" he replied.
"I missed you too," Randy muttered when the boy let go of him. "Have you been good this year so Santa will bring you lots of presents?"
"Yeah, I have! I want my own WWE belt!" the boy told him.
Randy laughed a little. "Well, I hope you get it then."
The boy nodded. But then, another excited gleam entered his eye. "I made you something for Christmas!" he said, looking back at the older man. "Can I go get it, Grandpa?"
"You'd better hurry," his grandfather replied with a slight laugh. "Randy and his girlfriend have to get home. It is Christmas Eve, after all."
"Okay!" The boy looked back at Randy. "It's just in the house. Stay here, okay?"
Randy smiled. "I'll be waiting," he assured him.
Ana couldn't help but smile before as she watched the young boy run toward the house that was next to the fenced-in field as fast as he could. The way her boyfriend interacted with him never failed to warm her heart.
"He's so excited," Randy commented with a slight laugh as he got to his feet again and opened his wallet.
The older man chuckled. "Well, yeah, a year can be a long time for one so young," he replied. "And he's so proud of what he made for you."
"I can't wait to see it," Randy told him truthfully.
"It's cute," the older man said. "If you can, you should try stopping by more often. You know you're both welcome here."
Randy smiled. "Yeah, but with my schedule, it's hard," he muttered. "Though if I'm in the area, we certainly will drop by." Then, he pulled some money out of his wallet. "Here, this should cover the tree."
The older man took the money from him, but his eyes narrowed slightly as he counted it. "You've given me too much," he said, holding out the extra back to him.
But Randy shook his head. "Merry Christmas," he replied, a grin appearing on his face. "Besides, that extra money should be enough to get the little guy the WWE belt he wants. Consider it a gift to him from Ana and I."
Ana smiled as she nodded in agreement. "Yes, please." Her smiled broadened when Randy smiled at her, taking her hand in his.
The older man sighed as he looked from Randy to Ana and back, separating the money in his pockets. "I don't know what I'm going to do with you kids," he grumbled. "But thank you. That will definitely make his Christmas."
Randy nodded. "Our pleasure."
Then, they watched as the young boy came back from the house, out of breath from running. "Here..." he said, holding a small, plain white bag out to Randy.
"You didn't have to hurry that much," Randy replied with a slight laugh as he knelt in front of the boy again, taking the bag from him. He saw the expectant look on his face before he turned his attention to the bag when he opened it to see what was inside. "You made this?"
The boy nodded. "Yeah! In school," he told him.
Randy reached in and pulled out a wooden ornament shaped like a Christmas tree. A snake was painted on it, along with the letters "RKO." "Well, thank you so much," he muttered, a smile spreading across his face as he turned back to the boy. "You know what? When we get our tree up tonight, this is going right in front so I can see it."
Excitement lit up the boy's face. "Really?" When Randy nodded, he gave him another huge hug. "You're welcome!"
Ana laughed a little when Randy handed her the ornament to look at. "You did a good job on this," she said. "I agree with Randy. It's going right in front."
The boy smiled as he hugged her too. "Thank you!"
"All right, kid, time to let these guys leave so they can get their tree up before Christmas," the older man announced, wrapping his arm around his grandson when he let go of Ana and as Randy got to his feet.
"Aww..." The boy looked slightly disappointed, but then he smiled at the couple. "Merry Christmas!"
Randy smiled as he reached forward and ruffled his hair again. "You too, little man. See you soon, okay?"
"Okay!"
Ana put the ornament back in the bag as she got in the passenger seat while Randy climbed in behind the wheel. He started the car, and they waved to the older man and his grandson as they drove away.
"That was really nice what you did for him back there," she muttered thoughtfully after a while of driving. "With the money for the belt."
Randy glanced at her with a small smile. "That's what Christmas is about," he replied, his eyes landing on the small bag she had in her hands. "Besides, we have a nice new ornament for our tree too."
Ana laughed a little. "Yeah, that's true," she agreed.
The rest of the drive was silent as Christmas music once again filled the car. Randy pulled into the driveway of their house and stepped out of the car, seeing a light snowfall had begun. Ana joined him on his side of the car, watching as he bent over before straightening back up. Before she could react, however, she screamed when a snowball hit her in the neck.
"Randy!"
"Just a little payback, my dear." Randy laughed as he wrapped his arms around his girlfriend and pulled her close. He leaned down, giving her a soft kiss. "I love you."
Ana smiled up at him as she kissed him a second time. "I love you too," she replied. "But you know what?"
"What?" Randy asked, looking at her curiously.
A mischievous glint appeared in his girlfriend's eye, and before Randy knew what was happening, he was hit with a snowball that had been hidden in Ana's hand. "This is war."
Author's Note: Yep, there's some cute Randy for ya, girl! Again, hope you liked it! And to all those reading feel free to leave a review. Thanks!
