Another successful Christmas feast has passed. All of the Whos now gone after eating, celebrating, and fellowshipping. Now all that were left was a Who, a What, and a dog.

The Grinch notices his girlfriend standing alone in an empty opening in the cave, and he smiles fondly to himself as he watches her hum a Christmas tune to herself. His chest growing warm as he admires her from the distance, just how beautiful and angelic she looks in her shimmery, gold ballgown.

Martha suddenly notices him staring and she blushes under her skin, motioning a finger for him to come join her. He obliges, of course, and chuckles as he takes her in his arms, gently swaying her back and forth in a waltz.

"The feast was wonderful, my love." She comments as she lies her head onto his chest, the green fur peaking from his red suit softly brushing against her face, tickling her slightly.

Grinch hums in agreement but he's too focused on the warm feeling of her body against his. His heartbeat becoming faster by the moment. He pulls back a bit, just to see her gorgeous face.

"You look beautiful," He says deeply, his furry hand now resting on her cheek, his thumb caressing her skin. "You always look beautiful, Martha."

Martha chuckles yet can feel her heart blossoming within her bosom. She laughs brightly as he spins her around and places a kiss on his cheek to thank him for his complement, leaving a crimson lipstick mark behind.

Gentle Christmas music plays in the background of the cave, setting the mood perfectly.

"Did you get everything you wanted for Christmas this year?"

He purrs as her sweet perfume fills his nostrils and tilts his head downwards to gaze into her crystal eyes. A smile spreads across his face, light-years away from his mischievous, Grinchy smile as he whispers to her, "I have everything I could ever ask for standing right in front of me."

A smile forms on her lips as well, yet it quivers as a tear wells in her eye and falls down her face. However, his thumb catches it before it could fully stream down her cheek, carefully wiping it away.

Even when she's crying she's beautiful too.

"I love you." She mouths as she wraps her arms around his neck, bringing the two of them closer together. Grinch watches the way her lips form the words and mimics it as he mouths them back to her. His eyes never leaving hers. Emerald meeting sapphire.

They instinctively lean closer towards each other, yet stop once they notice someone standing in the opening along with them.

Arf! Arf!

The Grinch growls as he glares at his canine companion, not happy that he disrupted their moment. "And just what are you laughing at, mutt?!"

Max sniffs and motions his head upwards towards the ceiling.

"What're you looking a-" He begins again, yet grows quiet once he sees what Max was inclining at. There, above their heads, was a strand of mistletoe hanging from the stone roof.

"...Oh." His yellow eyes widens as he stares at the humble thing. Now where did that come from? But his train of thought was derailed once he feels Martha laughing in his arms.

"Oh, hush and just kiss me...you fool!" And with one last humorous chuckle, he obeys her command. Their lips finally meeting together for a tender kiss...standing under the mistletoe.