I have to admit, I'm enjoying writing this immensely. :D Onward!
Disclaimer in pt 1.
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(5 days 'til Christmas)
"We probably shouldn't have waited this long," Yves said, looking at what the craft store had left in the way of artificial trees. This was the 4th store they'd been to today.
"Well, we were busy investigating that Congressman's activities in the drug ring," Jimmy replied. Yves nodded.
They walked down the Christmas tree aisle. The only ones that seemed to be left were table top trees, really really short ones that stood as tall as Jimmy's waist, iridescent white ones, and the gaudy pre-decorated. Yves sighed. She had a feeling the real tree selection was about the same.
"Hey, Yves, look!" Jimmy pointed to one. It would have been perfect, except-
"We're not getting a fiber optic tree, Jimmy."
He looked disappointed. "It's like the best one they have."
"I know. If we can't find another one, we'll have to go with it," Yves said.
Jimmy grinned. "The guys'll be jealous."
Yves shook her head. His boyish enthusiasm was infectious. He grabbed her hand and started tugging her down the aisle. "Jimmy, slow down. We have more trees to go through."
He obeyed and they walked hand in hand. "See anything yet?" he asked impatiently.
"No, Jimmy." This was said with exaggerated patience. They continued to look for about 10 minutes until: "Jimmy, what about this one?"
It was The Tree. 8 foot fir, deep green. It was the perfect tree.
"Wow, it's like the ones we used to get back home," Jimmy said.
"Good. Mission accomplished." There was one box left, so they grabbed it and went to pay.
*****
4 hours later, the tree was up and decorated. An angel sat on top, and the multi-colored lights were twinkling. It looked beautiful.
Jimmy and Yves were sitting on the couch, watching TV. The remains of dinner were sitting on the coffee table, but neither wanted to get up. The dishes would wait.
Yves looked over at the tree again. "It really looks lovely, Jimmy."
Jimmy looked at it. "Yeah, it does." The train around the village at the base was what he was most proud of. He'd spent 45 minutes setting it up, while telling Yves that the train was ALWAYS the part of the tree he set up.
He looked back at her and smiled. "You've got tinsel in your hair." He pulled the shiny strands out.
Yves took them from him. "You kept tossing them at me"
"That's how you're supposed to put it on the tree! By tossing it."
"Yes, on the *tree*, not *me*."
"Ah, you're just mad you couldn't get any on me."
"You're too tall," she grumbled.
"Excuses, excuses," he chuckled.
Jimmy lay down and pulled Yves on top of him, then draped the afghan over the both of them. He rested his head on top of hers and glanced over at the coffee table. "Should we clear the dishes?"
"Probably," Yves murmured. She was too warm and content to care.
"I don't want to get up."
"Neither do I." So the dishes remained where they were.
After the commercials ended, a cartoon started up. A group of children were skating on a pond as it was snowing. A children's choir was singing "Christmas time is here. Happiness and cheer.."
"Yes!" Jimmy exclaimed, jerking Yves out of her drowsy state. "'A Charlie Brown Christmas.'"
"'A Charlie Brown Christmas'?"
Jimmy looked down at her. "You've never seen this?"
"No."
"You know who Charlie Brown and Snoopy and Lucy are, right?"
"Of course I do."
"Good." He squeezed her. "You'll love this."
So they watched.
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I love "A Charlie Brown Christmas." It's one of my favorite specials. Year after year, it never gets old. :D
Disclaimer in pt 1.
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(5 days 'til Christmas)
"We probably shouldn't have waited this long," Yves said, looking at what the craft store had left in the way of artificial trees. This was the 4th store they'd been to today.
"Well, we were busy investigating that Congressman's activities in the drug ring," Jimmy replied. Yves nodded.
They walked down the Christmas tree aisle. The only ones that seemed to be left were table top trees, really really short ones that stood as tall as Jimmy's waist, iridescent white ones, and the gaudy pre-decorated. Yves sighed. She had a feeling the real tree selection was about the same.
"Hey, Yves, look!" Jimmy pointed to one. It would have been perfect, except-
"We're not getting a fiber optic tree, Jimmy."
He looked disappointed. "It's like the best one they have."
"I know. If we can't find another one, we'll have to go with it," Yves said.
Jimmy grinned. "The guys'll be jealous."
Yves shook her head. His boyish enthusiasm was infectious. He grabbed her hand and started tugging her down the aisle. "Jimmy, slow down. We have more trees to go through."
He obeyed and they walked hand in hand. "See anything yet?" he asked impatiently.
"No, Jimmy." This was said with exaggerated patience. They continued to look for about 10 minutes until: "Jimmy, what about this one?"
It was The Tree. 8 foot fir, deep green. It was the perfect tree.
"Wow, it's like the ones we used to get back home," Jimmy said.
"Good. Mission accomplished." There was one box left, so they grabbed it and went to pay.
*****
4 hours later, the tree was up and decorated. An angel sat on top, and the multi-colored lights were twinkling. It looked beautiful.
Jimmy and Yves were sitting on the couch, watching TV. The remains of dinner were sitting on the coffee table, but neither wanted to get up. The dishes would wait.
Yves looked over at the tree again. "It really looks lovely, Jimmy."
Jimmy looked at it. "Yeah, it does." The train around the village at the base was what he was most proud of. He'd spent 45 minutes setting it up, while telling Yves that the train was ALWAYS the part of the tree he set up.
He looked back at her and smiled. "You've got tinsel in your hair." He pulled the shiny strands out.
Yves took them from him. "You kept tossing them at me"
"That's how you're supposed to put it on the tree! By tossing it."
"Yes, on the *tree*, not *me*."
"Ah, you're just mad you couldn't get any on me."
"You're too tall," she grumbled.
"Excuses, excuses," he chuckled.
Jimmy lay down and pulled Yves on top of him, then draped the afghan over the both of them. He rested his head on top of hers and glanced over at the coffee table. "Should we clear the dishes?"
"Probably," Yves murmured. She was too warm and content to care.
"I don't want to get up."
"Neither do I." So the dishes remained where they were.
After the commercials ended, a cartoon started up. A group of children were skating on a pond as it was snowing. A children's choir was singing "Christmas time is here. Happiness and cheer.."
"Yes!" Jimmy exclaimed, jerking Yves out of her drowsy state. "'A Charlie Brown Christmas.'"
"'A Charlie Brown Christmas'?"
Jimmy looked down at her. "You've never seen this?"
"No."
"You know who Charlie Brown and Snoopy and Lucy are, right?"
"Of course I do."
"Good." He squeezed her. "You'll love this."
So they watched.
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I love "A Charlie Brown Christmas." It's one of my favorite specials. Year after year, it never gets old. :D