"Santa baby, slip a sable under the tree, for me
I've been an awful good girl
Santa baby, and hurry down the chimney tonight
Santa baby, an out-of-space convertible too, light blue
I'll wait up for you, dear
Santa baby, and hurry down the chimney tonight
Think of all the fun I've missed
Think of all the fellas that I haven't kissed
Next year I could be oh-so good if you'd check off my Christmas list
Boo, doo, bee, doo
Santa honey, I want a yacht and really, that's not a lot!
I've been an angel all year
Santa baby, and hurry down the chimney tonight
Santa cutie, there's one thing I really do need, the deed to a platinum mine
Santa baby, and hurry down the chimney tonight
Santa baby, I'm filling my stocking with a duplex, and checks; sign your 'X' on the line
Santa baby, and hurry down the chimney tonight
Come and trim my Christmas tree with some decorations bought at Tiffany's
I really do believe in you, let's see if you believe in me
Boo, doo, bee, doo
Santa baby, forgot to mention one little thing, a ring, I don't mean a phone
Santa baby, and hurry down the chimney tonight
Hurry down the chimney tonight
Hurry down the chimney tonight..." -Naya Rivera, Santa Baby


Deuce didn't even know what half of the items on the list were, let alone where to buy them. (Even if Cleo wrote down the stores on where to buy on her gifts.) Still, some of these things were a bit outrageous, even for her.

A diamond encrusted gold necklace with an emerald pendant? That alone would blow out his savings.

The new Dolce and Fanganna purse; with solid gold handles? ... Did Cleo know that the closest Dolce and Fanganna was in New Volt City?

A silver Scream MW convertible? ... Well, that was cheaper, sort of.

Two pairs of the Slashardians' heels, made out of real gold and silver, with sapphires drilled into the sides? ... Those weren't even released yet.

Whatever else was on that list, he didn't bother to read. Either way, he'd be spending all of his life savings within the first gift. But then again, it was for Cleo... (He'd just have to settle for the car. She'd give him rides anyway.)

... Too bad he didn't bother to look at the very bottom of the list...

~XoXo~

"You actually got me Slashardian heels?" Cleo inquired as she inspected the shoes before her, with a sly smile.

Deuce shrugged and adjusted his glasses. "You said you wanted them, I just couldn't find the shiny ones, y'know?"

The princess rolled her eyes playfully and tossed the shoes over her shoulder. "I don't really like them." she said simply.

A bit worried, Deuce decided not to let it show and managed a nervous smile. "You, uh, don't?"

"You didn't even read the whole list, did you?" Cleo huffed, rolling her eyes. "Do you know I really wanted?"

"... No." he admitted. Trying to explain himself was useless, as he soon felt the princess's lips on his own, her slender arms wrapping around his neck.

"My Christmas tree needs a little tending to." she whispered, grabbing the collar of his shirt.

Deuce grinned. Didn't take rocket science to figure out what she meant...

And so far, Christmas was turning out alright.


I got horrible block for this, that's why it came later than expected, but I promised to upload this for a friend and I actually stole that innuendo :P But whatever. Just review.