Don't ask why I haven't updated, cause you'll get a story filled with stupid drivers hitting poor animals with their cars...

Here is the holiday addition to Sisters Misery! Hope you enjoy (there may some spelling errors, I'm working fast...)

Be in Good cheer!

~Coolcious

There was snow, good cheer, and cheesy hallmark cards all over. Yes, the holiday spirit even hit Ferryport Landing, now that the war was over. December 1st actually marked the 3rd year anniversary of the Scarlet Hand's surrender. Shops reopened, people have moved back in, and Briar was even revived from the dead. Times were good and, in one house in particular, love was in the air.

Sabrina, almost a woman of sixteen, laid on her bed staring at the paper snowflakes hanging from the ceiling (Daphne, as always, outdid herself on holiday decorating). She had to get away from Aunt Briar and Uncle Jake's make-out fest while they visited.

She never understood why people ha, d to act that way during the holidays. It wasn't a big romantic event, like Valentines Day. She didn't enjoy how people always clung to each other, but realized she had to accept it, if she were to go back downstairs. Deciding to face the music, she got up and left the sanctuary of her room.

Not really paying attention, she collided with Puck, a fairy from Shakespeare's A Midsummer Night's Dream. This fairy, however, was completely unlike the one from the play in one basic way. He had grown up…a lot. He could easily pass for 16, or even 17. He was much more mature in some ways, but the mischievous smirk had never left his face. On his head he wore a slightly tilted Santa hat, and he straightened it before saying.

"The old lady sent me to get you to set the table. I wouldn't bet that we'd be using it, though, 'cuz no one's even thought about what to eat yet. The really should get a move on, because I'm hungry and want food!"

"I guess I'll order pizza, then. Do you know where the phone is?" Sabrina asked. The phone often went missing, and turned up in random areas, like the refrigerator.

"Last time I saw it, it was in Elvis's dog bowl." He replied. The two checked, but the telephone was nowhere to be found.

"We should just go over there and get some, then," Puck said. "I doubt it'll turn up anytime soon.

Sabrina agreed without hesitation, and the two set off. Over the years, Sabrina and Puck, being the only two teenagers in the house, had subconsciously grown closer and closer to each other. Without realizing it, they had formed some kind of bond, and were constantly together. Of course they still fought, but they would always turn to each other for approval and reassurance. The two got their coats, called that they were leaving for pizza, and started their trek. The wind-speed made it impossible to fly, so the two of them walked, side by side, to the pizza place.

For a while, neither of them said anything. Sabrina was too focused on the beautiful lights on the houses, and the way the light snow reflected the pretty colors. She watched the winter scene in awe, and wished that she could take a picture. Surely the photograph would find itself on a Christmas card in no time at all. She smiled, despite the chilly weather, and took in the wonderful sight.

Puck, however, was focusing on something else entirely, and her name was Sabrina Grimm. The streetlights illuminated her face, and seemed to make her hair (and the light snow covering it) glow. Her nose and cheeks were a light pink from the cold, and on her face was the brightest, most beautiful smile Puck had ever seen in his 4,000 and-whatever years.

For awhile, now, Puck had come to realize that he liked, and possibly loved, Sabrina Grimm. He know that he was being a complete sap, falling in love like that, but couldn't care less. He would do anything for her, and never wanted to let her go (he grew up for her, you know). He knew, or at least he hoped, that she would one day love him, too.

The two approached Nick's Pizza Place, and hurried into the heated shop. It wasn't until then that they realized that they had absolutely no idea what to get their large family of 10. In the end, they settled on two extra large cheese pizzas, because they figured the family could put stuff on it when they got home. Waiting for their pizza, Puck crawled into a booth, and Sabrina sat across from him.

"Pizza for Christmas eve dinner…nice," Sabrina commented. The whole family was never one for tradition, but at least it would've been nice to have some sort of family dinner.

"Hey, at least it's not the Old Lady's food," Puck replied.

"You love Granny's cooking!" Sabrina exclaimed, smiling. "You'll eat almost anything!"

"Will I?" Puck challenged her.

"Yes."

"Well that settles it, then," He said, and Sabrina laughed. It was then that he realized, it was just the two of them, and that, amidst the holiday chaos, they probably wouldn't be alone like this for quite some time. Hearing her laugh, watching her smile, he knew that there wouldn't be a better time to tell her then right now. He took a deep breath, and began. "Sabrina-"

He was cut off by the loud booming voice of Nick, the pizza shop owner, bellowing "PIZZA!" and bringing their boxes to them.

Nick was a big man, with curly, long white hair, and a beard to match. His red apron reminded the teens of someone, though they couldn't guess who. With a small sigh of disappointment, Puck thanked Nick, and trailing behind Sabrina, walked out the door.

"Wait!" The shop owner cried. The two turned back towards him, but he simply pointed up.

Looking in the aforementioned direction, Sabrina found just what she expected (and dreaded)…mistletoe.

Puck's eyes widened to the size of Christmas ornaments. "That wasn't there when we walked in…" He said, certain that it wasn't.

"You didn't see it?" Nick said, incredulous. "You know what that means, don't you?"

"Do I want to?" Sabrina muttered.

"Well, come on!" Nick said, clasping his hands together. He stayed in his spot, intent on not moving until the lovebirds locked lips.

"He's not going to leave," Puck whispered, staring at the smiling pizza maker. Sabrina sighed, and turned to Puck.

Slowly, they moved closer and closer, until, finally, they kissed. It was strange at firsts, but Puck couldn't have been happier when he wrapped his arms around her, and Sabrina didn't pull away. After a long time, they broke apart, needing air. They turned to Nick, but he still wasn't satisfied, holding up two fingers. Before Puck knew what she did, Sabrina pecked him on the lips, and took his hand, smiling.

As they walked out the door, pizzas in hand, they looked back to the pizza man, who winked at them, and vanished into thin air. Puck gave Sabrina a skeptical look, but she just laughed, and leaned onto his shoulder. Hand in hand, the two started their journey back home.

Sabrina, who was also quite happy at the moment, looked up at Puck, who was staring at her with a big grin on his face.

"What?" Sabrina said, and self-consciously started to mess with her face and hair.

"Nothing," He replied. "Just, what was up with that Nick guy?" He changed the subject, now wanting to let her know that he was thinking about her.

Sabrina's face took on a thoughtful look (one that Puck found absolutely adorable), and then comprehension dawned on her. "Santa!" she exclaimed.

"What?" Puck asked, confused, but then it hit him. The belly, white beard & hair, and the red apron. He should've known it al along. "Who would've thought?" He murmured, half to himself.

At that moment, the sound of jingle bells filled the air. The two kids looked up and, though no one believed them when they later accounted the event, they swore that they saw a sleigh, pulled by 9 reindeer, fly though the sky, and cross the full moon.

"Merry Christmas, Sabrina," Puck said, and leaned into kiss her. They dropped the Pizzas, cold by this time anyways, and wrapped their arms around each other.

And here Sabrina was, not but an hour or so ago, thinking that holiday romance was stupid and unjustified.

Merry Christmas!