A/N: This is probably my most fluff filled chapter so far, and I cut down the smut quite a bit, but I've had a lot of sugar today so I'm so full of sweetness it had to come out some way!

This is, yet again, a suggestion given by AllForLoveAndHappiness. And it's a Future Fic. Le gasp! (well, I did pre-Ryelsi, I needed one future didn't I? ^^ that also explains why Kelsi is a bit more confidant and expressing herself a tad more too). Soooo hope you'll enjoy it! Thanks again for reading :)

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"No way."

Kelsi sighed and rolled her eyes a bit at the sulky glare Ryan was sending to the bright red outfit held within her hands, shaking her head a bit. Why, oh why did he have to be so stubborn? Well, of course, that probably had something to do with the Evans in his blood, but still, this was completely ridiculous.

"Ryan, honey, you don't have the choice," she stated, pressing the crimson vest to his chest as he tried to give her a puppy dog look, causing her to look away swiftly. "Don't you even try that, you know it's your turn," she stated, peeking to make sure it was safe to look back.

"But Kels, I can't... I can't do this," he whined softly, grabbing hold of the piece of clothing she'd given him with a slight pout. "I won't pull it off."

"You're an actor for Pete's sake!" she cried, getting a bit impatient - if he didn't put it on himself, she would have to do it.

"But..."

"Ryan, stop complaining and go put this on, right now," she said with the firm voice she usually kept for her student, looking at him sternly. He opened his mouth, closed it again, glared and stalked off toward the bathroom. With a sigh of relief, Kelsi turned to adjust the hat on her head slightly, pulling a bit at the green, sleeveless vest she currently wore and grabbing the matching shoes from the top of her drawer to pull them on as well.

She was done examining her reflexion to make sure nothing was off when the bathroom door opened again and she turned to look at Ryan, biting down on her bottom lip as her lips curved in a smile against her will, a soft giggle escaping her as he sent her a death glare. "This is all your fault," he muttered, huffing a bit.

"Ryan, even if I'd let you off, your sister wouldn't have," she stated, rolling her eyes. "Besides, Zeke, Troy and Chad all took their turns," she pointed out, looking at the everything but jolly Santa look alike that was facing her.

"Then it could have been Jason's turn," he said stubbornly, patting the pillow that served him as a belly as he pulled at the white beard, causing Kelsi to roll her eyes and go put it back in place.

"You know Jason needs to stay with Martha and help with the twins," she repeated patiently, having reminded him of that little fact about seven times already. "Now, this isn't a hard job Ryan," she added a bit soothingly, adjusting the black belt as he'd obviously missed a few loops. "You laugh, be jolly and hand out presents. End of story," she told him.

"Thanks, little helper," he mumbled, causing her to glare in turn.

"Do you really want to go down that road?" she told him with a slight toss of her head, causing the little bells on her hat to ring. "I'm in the same boat as you are honey, so you're gonna suck it up, go out there and be cheerful," she ordered him, grabbing the brown bag that contained the presents and stuffing it into his hands, not noticing the playful smirk playing at his lips.

"You know... you make a cute angry elf," he started teasingly, moving to rest his chin against her shoulder lightly, but she merely huffed and walked out of the room. He sighed, taking a swift glance at the silly reflection the mirror was sending him back - wondering for the hundredth time that day why in the world they'd even started this stupid tradition in the first place - before following his wife out of the room.

A few hours later, all the presents were given, and all the children were asleep, holding onto the favorite toy they'd received that day - though Kelsi had the slightest suspicion that Patrick, Chad and Taylor's oldest son, wouldn't be very comfortable with his plastic tonka truck. The worn out couples soon followed their children's example, finding the room they'd been assigned to - someone could easily get lost in Sharpay's house - and falling into a deep slumber within a few minutes. All, but Ryan and Kelsi, who were busy taking off the costumes that'd made them feel like their were boiling all evening.

"Ugh, finally," he said, snatching the beard off his face with a sigh of relief as Kelsi giggled softly.

"Well you're off the hook for four more years," she said a bit teasingly, giggling once more when the look of happiness on his face morphed into despair.

"How about we tell all the kids Santa doesn't exist in four years?" he asked hopefully, causing her to gasp and throw her elf hat at him. "Scrooge!" she exclaimed, shrieking a bit through her laughter as he launched himself at her and caught her around the waist, twirling her around a bit. "Did you just throw a tinkling hat at me?" he asked in a mock shocked voice.

"It seemed like the right thing to do!" she pleaded, grinning widely as he put her back down on the floor, turning to look up at him. "You know... that's a good look on you," she said with a much too innocent look on her face, running her finger along his jaw lightly, causing him to stare at her blankly for a few seconds.

"Are you serious?" he asked in disbelief, causing her to shrug lightly. She turned around to go pull her vest off, pulling a bit at the clingy, stripped white and red shirt she'd worn underneath, kicking off the shoes and pulling off the green capri pants next.

"You know, this is a good look for you too right now," he teased a bit, causing her to turn around but she didn't have time to react as she found herself scooped up in his arms and crushed beneath his pillow belly onto the bed, giggling breathlessly as his lips pressed to her neck.

"Santa, you're gonna end up on the naughty list," she breathed out as he hastily got rid of the vest, pulling the pillow out at the same time before pulling away to grin at her slightly. "I can't be on a list," he reminded her playfully. "You, however... I'm not sure you're gonna make the nice one this year, babe," he taunted, moving to take off his hat next but she stopped him first as she bit down on her bottom lip lightly. "Keep it," she said, blushing a bit as he smirked a bit, moving to kiss her lips in a more gentle manner, running his hand through her soft curls.

A little while later, she snuggled up against his chest with harsh breathing, her fingers trailing light patterns along his stomach. "Well, this could have been a potentially traumatisating sight," he breathed out as he placed a soft kiss to the top of her head and she burried her face in his chest to hide her hushed laughter. "I give you that," she whispered, shaking her head a bit before glancing up at him, grinning widely as she pulled the Santa hat off his head, running her fingers through his blonde hair. "I love you Ryan," she said, giving him a light kiss before snuggling back against his chest, drifting off to a dream filled sleep.

"I love you too Kels," he whispered in her ear, his hand running along her bare back as he glanced out the window at the snow filling the sky. "Merry Christmas," he murmured, soon following her into dreamland.

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A/N: Wheee me again! Christmas fic! In May! Isn't that rocking? That idea came to me last night when I was half asleep, and it seemed like a fitting kind of roleplay - I really don't see Kelsi in a school girl uniform. Do you?