Title: Lush
Rating: T
Pairing(s)/Character(s): Logan/Veronica
Warnings: None
Disclaimer: Don't own 'em - not making any money off 'em. Dern it.
Word Count: 215
Summary: Veronica protects her daughter from an awful truth.

Caesar's Palace: Level 11 - Prompt - Drunk Santa


Veronica held the hand of her daughter when they arrived at the food court.

Logan raised his eyebrow. "You're back quickly."

Veronica forced a smile. "Yeah. Quickly."

Janelle tilted her head to the side. "Santa was acting funny," she said. "Mommy said we had to go. I didn't even get to sit on Santa's lap."

Logan looked at her, but he knew better than to ask in front of their daughter. That night, after promises they'd go to a different mall to see Santa, they put Janelle to bed.

They went to their own bed and after some kisses, Logan pulled back. "So, what happened?"

Veronica sighed. "It was a very drunk Santa Claus that was greeting the children. I can't believe so many parents actually stayed there despite his intoxication. You and I have always been very careful to never drink too much in front of Janelle, and I didn't want her to realize that Santa was a lush."

Logan shook his head. "Maybe I should call the mall and complain. Use my name as leverage. For once, I'd be using it for a good reason."

Veronica kissed his neck. "Let's just forget about it."

Logan wanted to argue, but then Veronica's tongue was down his throat, and he lost all train of thought.