A/N: I'm not even sorry.


"Aye, love, don't you buy me nothing
'Cause I am feeling one thing, your lips on my lips
That's a merry, merry Christmas
It's the most beautiful time of the year
Lights fill the streets, spreading so much cheer
I should be playing in the winter snow
But imma be under the mistletoe
I don't wanna miss out on the holiday
But I can't stop staring at your face
I should be playing in the winter snow
But imma be under the mistletoe
With you, shawty, with you
With you, shawty, with you
With you, under the mistletoe..." -Mistletoe, Justin Bieber


"Fido."

"Stripe."

"Meow, who invited you to this party?" Toralei hissed as she brushed a lock of hair from her face. "Are you even housebroken?"

"That's real hilarious." Clawdeen muttered, rolling her eyes as she sipped a now cold cup of hot chocolate. "I almost forgot to laugh."

"Aw, does puppy want a dog bone instead of a cookie?"

"You know, I'm surprised that your posse isn't here." the werewolf smirked.

"My sisters, you mean, went on vacation." Toralei mewled as she ran a hand through her already messy hair.

"And didn't invite you? Ha, I'm surprised." Clawdeen chuckled softly to herself as she enjoyed the warmth of the nearby fireplace.

"They went with their boyfriends."

"Not surprised that you're single."

Toralei hissed. "So are you. And you know, I heard there's a full moon tonight. Hope you don't freak out."

As the werecat walked off, with that familiar smirk on her face, Clawdeen growled softly to herself, "Full moon's not until New Year's..." She was about to curse Toralei, but just then, a loud cheer erupted from the other end of the room.

"Finally!"

"Dude, you owe me ten bucks!"

"Aw, they're so cute!"

All this clamoring was due to the fact that Heath and Abbey had just kissed under the mistletoe. Clawdeen rolled her eyes. She was one for romance and all, but that tradition was something she always had to gag at. It was dumb, really. Just because of some stupid plant meant you had to kiss the monster you were under it with?

"They look kind of cute..." Clawdeen shrugged, grabbing another cookie from the snack table.

Right now, the only upsides of this party was the music, her friends and the food. Nothing else was really fun. And now that she found out Toralei of all ghouls was here, well, that just ruined it all for Clawdeen...

"Clawdeen!" Draculaura squealed, rushing to her best friend's side. "Isn't this just fangtastic?"

"Cleo sure knows how to throw a party..." Clawdeen replied with a small smile.

"Yoooo! It's snowing!" Holt shrieked, pointing out the window, where, as he said, pure white snow was beginning to fall on the ground. "Come on, monsters!"

With a few more cheers, the crowd of partiers followed the DJ outside to enjoy the winter wonderland.

"After you, Fido." Toralei smirked as she let Clawdeen go out the door first. "Gotta let the doggy have their space..."

Clawdeen, however, didn't pass by, but growled at the werecat instead. "Quit it with the dog jokes, Stripe."

"Or what?" Toralei laughed. "You gonna start in on cat jokes? Go ahead, I'd just love to see you try..."

"Don't make me angry..." Clawdeen snapped; her golden eyes, full of rage, staring deep into the werecat's twinkling green ones... She had to admit... Toralei's eyes sort of resembled emeralds...

"Why not?" the werecat meowed. "Is the big bad woof gonna hurt me?"

"I just might..."

"I'd like to see you try." Toralei laughed, placing her hands on her hips as she leaned in close. "Come on, puppy. Hit me with your best shot."

"C'mon and kiss already!" somebody from outside joked.

"What are you...?" Clawdeen started before the lot of her friends started to howl with laughter.

Toralei let out a hiss. "Them sneaky..." she swore under her breath. "Putting this in every doorway, huh?"

"Hey, now, it's not like you two are straight..." Clawd pointed out, only to get an elbow in the rib from Draculaura. "Ow..."

Confused, Clawdeen was about to open her mouth when all of a sudden she felt her lips on someone else's... That someone else being...Toralei ... Granted, Clawdeen had kissed other boys (and a ghoul or two in a game of Truth or Scare) but none of them felt like this...

The chill of the winter wind tickling her skin, the electrifying feel from kissing the werecat, Toralei's sharp claws on Clawdeen's shoulders; holding the werewolf tight, their friends all deathly quiet and yet, the perfection of it all only lasted for a few quick moments when, all of a sudden, to Clawdeen's (surprisingly) dislike, Toralei broke off, scowling at everyone nearby.

"Well? Show's over!" she snapped.

As the rest of their friends ignored what had just happened, Toralei turned to Clawdeen; a half scowl, half smile (maybe?) on the werecat's face.

"That was a hate kiss, you know." she muttered.

Clawdeen held back a laugh, and instead, just smirked. "Sure, it was, Stripe, sure, it was..."


Yes, yes, some of you might recognize this, and some of you may not. But truth be told, this really was reused :P I NEEDED SOMETHING, OK?

But don't worry. I have other prompts ready to be uploaded soon... ish. Until Christmas, I'll be uploading nothing but winter-themed prompts, so ;P Happy HanuKwaMas everybody!