The twins had planned a small surprise for Chell's Christmas party, but like most of the surprises in Chell's life, it went awry very quickly.

Auburn and Jake had been pining for each other for years, and the twins were sick of it. At this rate the two of them would never get together, which meant they would never stop with sad sighs, or the longing looks- and, most importantly- they would never stop talking about how badly they wanted to get together.

The twins couldn't take it anymore.

They were going to pull their hair out if Auburn and Jake didn't spill it sometime soon (they couldn't take another year of this), but (thankfully) before it came to that, they were presented with an opportunity too perfect to pass up.

Christmas.

What better way to out a romantic confession than with some mistletoe? And what better cover for mistletoe than a Christmas party?

It was perfect. Auburn and Jake were bound to get stuck under the mistletoe at some point, and then they would have to confess because they would have to kiss. Even better, there was nothing suspicious about mistletoe at a Christmas party! Auburn and Jake would be happy, together, and in love (and quiet). They would never even know that the twins had had anything to do with it.

There was just one problem.

Auburn and Jake didn't end up under the mistletoe.

Chell and Wheatley did.

Neither Daniel or Danni were exactly sure how it happened (something about Charlotte needing help in the kitchen, Chell going to help her and Wheatley following). When all of a sudden Chell and Wheatley were standing in the doorway to the kitchen, frozen, as Charlotte tried not to laugh.

And though the twins should have probably been running, because they had put the mistletoe there, and Chell could probably kill them if she really wanted to, they couldn't help but think that this was strange, a bit suspicious if you asked them, because who had ever seen Chell look frightened, or heard Wheatley go silent? She was pale and he was red, and all the town's children tried and failed to bite back giddy smiles as they watched from the safety of the front room.

Wheatley looked above their heads with mild dread, somehow turning redder as he looked back down at Chell. He knew what mistletoe was (which was why he was so red), though he had no idea where this had come from or where it was going. Chell's expression was completely blank, unreadable, and though Wheatley would love to let her take the lead in this strange, messy situation, she seemed to be frozen.

"Do we have to, um," He swallowed (No, don't say it like that! That wasn't what he meant!), pointing upward with a shaky hand. "Should we…?"

He found himself gravitating closer to her even as he asked, and he was torn because part of him was terrified and part of him was excited, and then there were the human social consequences of his actions, because the whole mistletoe thing was another crazy human tradition that everyone else might hate him for breaking and Chell might hate him for following. But Chell wasn't moving away as he moved closer, only her eyes were moving as they met his, terrified and terrifying and caught and beautiful, and the two of them were really very close now.

The children scooted closer.

Chell unfroze then, making a noise that was somewhere near a laugh as her hand shot out to keep Wheatley from coming any closer. He didn't know whether to feel relieved or hurt as he backed away.

"Sorry." Chell said. Her voice was soft, quiet, and the glint in her eyes was almost teasing as she coughed. "I don't want you to get sick."

Now Wheatley stood frozen (and once again red) as Chell slipped past, and something told everyone watching that he probably wouldn't have minded.

The children of Horizon sat in stunned silence as they watched Chell slip past an equally stunned Wheatley, and tried very hard not to scream.

"Oh my gosh." Auburn breathed, still smiling and trying to hide it. "Did you see the looks on their faces?"

Jake wasn't much better.

"I haven't seen Chell look at anyone like that since-" He grinned. "You know what this means, don't you?"

"Of course I do! I'm not blind." Auburn smirked, teasingly rolling her eyes. "They're obviously in love."

"Do you think we could try and get them together?"

In the background Danni screamed into a pillow while her brother face planted into the couch.

'Mistletoe' was submitted by KauffmansKeep on . Thanks so much for the prompt! I hope you enjoyed it! ^^