More drabbles not written by me, but rather by my buddy, IrishShipperHolic.

Day 9 – Charity
Chloe Lane and Daniel Jonas
"Deck the halls with boughs of holly, fa la la la la, la la la la," a deep & throaty though slightly off key voice sang as Chloe Lane Jonas walks into the house with Parker in front of her. "'Tis the season to be jolly, fa la la la la, fa la la." The brunette shakes her head at her husband's antics, not surprised to hear him doing this.

"Is Daddy always that loud and off-key, Mom?" Parker asks.

"No, sweetie." Your mother just has the better voice. Chloe smiles reassuringly at her son then ruffles his hair before venturing toward the kitchen. "Daniel?" she calls out in a hesitant tone, stopping at the doorway that separated the couple.

Daniel went rigid at hearing the husky voice of his green-eyed wife. "Just a moment!" he calls out, rushing around the room to clean up the mess he'd made from wrapping the presents; humming the rest of the song to himself.

Chloe waits for him to finish whatever he seemed to be doing before getting startled as he emerged from the kitchen, holding a pair of scissors. Just what on earth could he have been doing with a pair of scissors? she thought to herself, her eyes giving him a curious look. "What are you up to?"

"Me? Nothing. I was just cutting some stuff out for Parker's classroom door. The teacher called earlier and asked me to help out with some decorations," the doctor replied with a smile.

"Since when have you ever volunteered to do something nice?" Chloe was curious enough to ask.

"Since I offered," Daniel says with a smirk, going to steal a quick kiss from her.

Day 10 – Snowfall
Ashley James* and E.J. DiMera
"Can I open my eyes yet?" Ashley complained as she and E.J. walked around Salem, his hand gripping hers in a firm manner.

"Not just yet, love," he tells her with a deep, throaty chuckle. Ashley sighs. E.J. finally brings her to a stop where he wants her and leans down to whisper into her ear, "Now you can open your eyes."

Ashley does so with a sharp gasp as white snowflakes surround her and smiling at her fiance when she turned to face him. "You are quite full of surprises, Mr. DiMera."

"I aim to please, Miss James," he said with a smirk, pulling her close by tugging gently on the lapels of her burgundy winter coat. "So, now that you have experienced your first snow, what do you think?"

"I think it's absolutely beautiful," she replied, going to kiss him and drawing his bottom lip. E.J. lets out a moan at this, going to press an even deeper kiss to her lips; capturing them in silent demand as his tongue penetrated the opening seam of her lips. "Elvis…"

"Mm, Ash…do you know what you do to me when you say my name like that?" he murmured against her lips.

"I have a pretty good idea," she whispered, shifting a bit to rub her arousal up against his own; creating a little friction. E.J. lets out a low growl at this.

"You have been a naughty girl, Miss James," he tells her, going to dip his head into her neck.

"How can I change from naughty to nice, Mr. DiMera?" she asked, her head falling back to expose her neck for him.

"I can think of a few ways," he said before he whispered them into her ear. Ashley lets out a shiver at this. "Shall we go then, love?"

"Yes," Ashley replied briefly, gripping his hand in hers as they ran through the snow-covered ground toward the Rolls Royce waiting for them outside of the Brady Pub.

*Ashley James is an original character, featured in my other Salem centered story "Forever and a Day". Her face claim is Jessica de Gouw, if you are all familiar with; she was Helena on the hit CW show, "Arrow".

Day 11 – Hot Chocolate
Chelsea Benson and Max Brady, Stephanie Johnson and Mike Horton
She'd asked for a love just as great as the one she'd seen between her parents. She got it, with Max. Now Chelsea regarded the room around her as she & her best friend Stephanie sat in the Brady Pub. "Did you ever imagine us sitting here like two happily married women?" Chelsea asked her best friend.

"No, I didn't, to be quite honest," Stephanie replied with a shake of her head. The two of them each picked up a glass of hot chocolate. Their husbands had opted in staying home with the kids so that the best friends could hang out all day without the headache of children screaming in their ears every five minutes.

"I love it," Chelsea said, interrupting her friend's thoughts. Stephanie nodded and smiled in agreement. She loved it too. Finding love with someone as wonderful as Max and Mike was genuine for them, and hard to find, but here they were.

"Me too," Stephanie replied. Her cell phone chimes and she goes to pick it up but it's snatched away from her.

"We promised no phone calls or texts," Chelsea told her in a stern tone.

"It's not from Mike anyway. It's from Mom & Dad," her best friend said, reaching for her phone. Chelsea handed it over and Stephanie began reading the fairly long text message from her parents, a smile forming on her face. "They're having an amazing time on the cruise, and hope to be home in time for New Year's Eve."

"That's great. Ask them about my Mom & Dad," Chelsea said. Stephanie nodded and sent a text reply to her mom, asking about Bo & Billie. Kayla responded no more than a minute later that the other couple were also enjoying themselves.

Day 13 – Grinch or Scrooge
Chelsea Benson and Max Brady, Stephanie Johnson and Mike Horton
"Grinch, or Scrooge?" Max asked Mike as the two of them decorated the Christmas tree in the living room at the Horton home.

"What kind of a question is that?" Mike asked the other man as he picked up a Christmas ornament and placed it onto the tree.

"It's a simple question. Are you more of a Grinch at Christmas time, or a Scrooge?" Max asked once more as he went to check on his & Chelsea's son Benjamin, who was still sleeping soundly despite all of the somewhat loud chatter coming from the kitchen and the Christmas music being played somewhat loud. That kid will be sleeping through everything, Max thought to himself as he ran a gentle set of fingers over the dark hair on his son's head.

Mike ponders over the question asked by his wife's best friend's husband as he glanced around the living room at all of the photos of himself & Stephanie, then of the two of them, Melinda and their son Henry. He was truly blessed, so the question Max had asked threw him off guard, and he didn't know how to really answer. "I'm not really either of them," he finally responded to Max's question.

Max smiles and nods. "Same here," he replied. The two men had finally been able to find love through two women that changed their perspective on the Christmas holiday. From the kitchen doorway, Stephanie and Chelsea peek in on their husbands talking quietly and exchanged silent glances; both wondering what their husbands had been talking about.