"A Baby Just Like You" belongs to John Denver and J. Henry. It's a beautiful song, has to be since I hate doing song fics. It only works for the author and those who know the song because they hear it in their heads as they read. If you have it, listen before or while you read. I can't find it on the net but maybe you can.

If you have any questions or just want to send me some nifty feedback, here's my e-mail.

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"Fiona Phillips the frosting goes on the cookies!" Molly couldn't help but laugh at her daughter who was choosing to lick fingerfulls of the whipped frosting instead of covering the cookies that were supposed to go to neighbors that very afternoon

"Sorry Mom. It's just so good!" Fi smiled and ate another bite but then proceeded to cover the sugar cookies. Her Mom left to go join everyone else out in the living room where they were relaxing after having cooked all morning. Everything was brewing for a huge feast that night. Not really desiring company she momentarily placed the bowl of frosting down to put on her favorite Christmas CD. The kitchen was filled with the familiar Christmas melody.



The season is upon us now
A time for gifts and giving
And as the year draws to its close
I think about my living

The Christmas time when I was young,
The magic and the wonder,
But colors dull and candles dim,
And dark my standing under

O little Zachary, shining light
You've set my soul to dreaming
You've given back my joy in life
And filled me with new meaning

A Savior King was born that day,
A baby just like you,
And as the Magi came with gifts,
I come with my gift too

That peace on Earth fills up your time,
That brotherhood surrounds you.
That you may know the warmth of love,
And wrap it all around you

It's just a wish, a dream I'm told
From days when I was young
Merry Christmas, little Zachary
Merry Christmas, everyone
Merry Christmas, little Zachary
Merry Christmas, everyone


She barely heard Clu creeping into the kitchen. He reached for a frosted cookie but Fi shook off her haze and stopped him.

"Hey! Those aren't for you." She teased him.

"Awwwww. Come on Fi, just one?" Clu begged with puppy-dog eyes.

"If I give you one than you'll just want another." Fi began to put the frosted cookies on plates and covered them with saran wrap. It was fun to watch poor Clu squirm.

"Hey, If you give a Clu a cookie." Clu smiled a devilish smile. He had a plan to get a cookie. Fi had put the finished platters of cookies on kitchen table and was now going back to frost more. He waited until she had frosted one and placed it on the tray. "So Fi, how many cookies do you think you'll be frosting? Maybe you might need some help."

"That's not such a bad idea. Just be sure that you produce more cookies than you eat." Fi laughed and handed Clu a knife to spread frosting with. He perched up on the counter next to her, all that separated them was the bowl of frosting.

A gentle humming came from Clu's direction. Fi stopped frosting and listened. It was the song she had been listening to before. The music had long since moved on to more upbeat Christmas tunes but she could distinctly hear Clu humming the chorus.

"I love that song." Fi stated as she began frosting again.

"Really? I figured you liked it since I heard you playing it a little while ago." Clu answered.

"My Mom used to sing it to me. She told me once my Dad did to. A cute little harmonious duet."

"My parents sang 'Cowboys on Parade' to me. I wanted to be a cowboy." Clu blushed a little at this recollection.

"Wanted to be? Are there anymore cowboy urges left in there partner?" Fi mocked him in a hokey accent.

"Well I reckon pretty lady, I have done my fair share of deeds in these here parts."

"My hero!" Fi exclaimed as she swooned.

"I think you're making fun of me."

"I think I'm making fun of you to." Fi giggled.

"That's it. Frosting time!" Clu yelled and Fi squealed. He took a handful of frosting and smeared it all over her face.

"Clu!" She screamed. She decked him with an equal clump of frosting. Hearing their initial cries, Irene came storming in.

"Cut it out you guys! Frosting goes on the cookies, remember?" Irene swallowed her laughter as she witnessed the two of them in freeze-frame. They were both covered in frosting from the neck up. "Cleanup and finish before I give you both a time out." She left smiling at their childlike antics.

One-second after Irene left Clu and Fi burst out laughing. They fell to the floor in one heap of frosting. They could hardly control themselves.

"We should cleanup." Fi said between her laugh attacks.

"Yah! Before this stuff hardens and we become like, frosting people." Clu joked. They washed up the counter and the floor where they had left frosting hand prints. After the floors were clean it was time to clean themselves.

"Let's go use the bathroom. We'll just make a bigger mess if we use the sink out here." Fi said. The sink was full of dirty dishes and neither of them wanted to deal with the mess.

"Okay, but I get the rubber ducky." Fi hit Clu with a dish towel as they left the kitchen.

The bathroom was pretty big down there. The double sinks would prove beneficial to their current situation. They both turned their sinks on and began to rinse away the frosting. The frosting melted off with lukewarm water.

"Did I get it all off Fi?" Clu questioned as he turned towards her.

"Ummmmm. Yah. You're all clear." She said as she looked him over. "How about me?"

"You're good. Except for right here..." He reached out with his finger and removed the tiny bit of frosting that stuck to her cheek. For one moment they froze, Clu's hand on Fi's cheek, the moment was endless.

"Thanks." Fi said awkwardly as she reached for a towel to dry off with.

"You're welcome, we should probably finish the cookies or something, right?" Clu couldn't take his eyes off of her. *She's Jack's baby sister, Jack's baby sister*

"Yah. Let's go." Fi led the way back to the kitchen where the bowl of frosting and the numerous cookies remained for them.