A/N: A guest requested this a long time ago. Okay, so it was September, but yes, this was going to go in Kiss the Girl but screw it, it's going here instead.

Enjoy this not Christmassy piece!

"So you're gonna tell her?" One voice quipped.

"Me?! Why me!?" The other rose in pitch.

"She's your Grandmother."

"You're the reason we're in this in the first place!"

"Mee?!"

"Yes you, with your beautiful brown eyes, devilish ways and a kiss that a girl would kill for."

"Now you're just flattering me."

The bickering continued quietly, unaware of the person listening behind the curtain. There was a soft smile on the intruder's face, but the stranger slipped away when they heard the movement of the two girls.

Dizzy and Celia came out of their sitting room, and went in search of a snack in the kitchens, still arguing about how they were going to tell Grammy Tremaine. Celia's father was already aware of their relationship, he would say his friends on the other side had told him, but truth was, he wasn't stupid. He knew that Celia spent more time with Dizzy than anyone in the world, and for a conning young hustler, that was a big display of trust – especially falling asleep with her. Grammy Tremaine was their concern, Facilier had promised to say nothing until they were ready and for once the old conman was trying to make good with his life.

"What about your sisters?" Celia asked suddenly as she grabbed one of the saucepans and set a match to the stove top.

"What about them?" Dizzy said distractedly as she reached for the peppers on the top shelf of the fridge.

"You think any of them know?"

"Good question, what about Freddie?"

"She probably knows, but if I know Dad, he'll make sure she doesn't breathe a word." Her face suddenly went dark and she shuddered.

"I mean, Aunt Annie knows, so the cousins probably do… Mal does, Evie, Jay, Carlos, Jane, Lonnie, heck even Audrey knows."

"So why are we so afraid of telling Grammy?"

"Because it's Grammy. She made my life the scariest thing going before I came over to the Isle." Dizzy shrugged, having amassed the ingredients, the two young women began their dinner in companionable silence. It was a beautiful thing they'd learnt about one another; they could just be quiet around each other – no need for grasping conversation, awkward talk or desperation to find something to do. Instead the pair could find comfort in a sofa, two books and maybe a shared blanket.

That was how dinner was usually cooked, until Celia decided to make the dinner spicy and Dizzy would struggle to bring the heat back down again. She now had a secret weapon; a small bag of ElsaIce flakes, magically prepared snowflake that she could shake over her dinner and bring that spice level down to a manageable point, like where she could keep her taste buds and not have to wait two weeks for them to grow back again.

Grammy Tremaine didn't come back up in conversation over dinner, instead they were bickering about homework, and classes, and what to do over the weekend.

Grammy Tremaine didn't come back up in conversation for another two weeks, when she walked in on them curled up on the couch. Startled out of their position, they both stood red-faced and gaping at the older woman who stared down at them critically.

"I got bored of waiting." She shrugged and held open her arms for Dizzy to come and hug her.

"What do you mean?" She stammered as she crossed the room on autopilot.

"I got bored of waiting for you to tell me you two are dating, you're the worst kept secret in Auradon pumpkin." She raised her eyebrow, but instead of the face that induced fear, it was so obvious she was teasing. "That and your Aunt Annie let it slip three weekends ago, so I just had to check for myself, and then I knew you would tell me eventually Dizella Tremaine, but you never did and then I got bored." She shrugged, held her other arm out for Celia to come and join the moment before steering the pair to the sofa.

"Oh." Celia said brightly. "In that case, Lady Tremaine…. Hi, I'm Celia Facilier, and I am dating your granddaughter, Dizzy."

"Celia Facilier, lovely to meet you properly." Lady Tremaine grinned and then sat heavily on the sofa. "Perhaps a cup of tea Dizz?" She asked and Dizzy vanished from the room. "Mess Dizzy around and what I did to Cinderella will look like a happily ever after, understand?" Lady Tremaine's face suddenly darkened and Celia held back the smirk. Old villain habits die hard.

"Lady Tremaine, with all the respect that I can muster, I wouldn't hurt Dizzy Tremaine if my life depended on it." She shrugged and with that, the old villain sat back against the sofa with a smirk.

"Then we're going to get along just fine."