This was just a really cute story idea that I came up with (On a whim) at work.  Marking my return to RE fanfiction! (Triumphant noises) I know, I know its not Twilight.  Bear with me; it's a cute story just in time for the holidays.

Disclaimer: Resident Evil does not belong to me, it belongs to Capcom.  Those magical people who brought you MARVEL VS. CAPCOM! Go play it! Now! I command you! Especially MvC2! With JILL VALENTINE!

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Christmastime at the movies

            The sentence conjured large crowds, bright lights, and long and unforgiving lines for William Birkin.  Having lived in a large city for most of his life (And gone to the movies for even longer) He was used to large movie crowds, difficulty in line-and long snack bar waits.

            He turned to Annette, who was busily flipping through the movie Showtime section of the paper.  The world whizzed past them in a great blur of Technicolor lights, sounds, and images.

"So." She licked her finger to turn a page, frowning at the newsprint, "This is our FIRST outing as adults that does not involve either Umbrella, a hospital trip-"

Their eyes strayed to the back.

A semi-large two-year old studied the world with wide blue eyes.  Her head was covered with tiny whisps of blond fuzz-done up in two very tiny ponytails at the sides of her head.

"Or anything remotely like getting supplies." She continued, "What do you want to do?"

            "Popcorn?"

"Yes. Sherry." Annette sighed, "popcorn.  Mommy and daddy will get you popcorn.  When we get to the movie theater."

            "Okay mommy."

"Are you excited?" William had been trying to engage his daughter in conversation every day for the past week-fulfilling some of his duties as an absentee father.  The "Forced" Week of vacation from Umbrella, in honor of Christmas couldn't have come at a worse time for his Research.  However there was that NASTY little habit of people tending to have nervous breakdowns, and William Birkin had to admit that for the first time in his life, he was close to one.  Damn.  He was getting old.

            "I like movies." Sherry said, "Sherry likes popcorn at the movies."

"We get the popcorn comment." Annette growled.  William pulled their Sedan into parking space-far from the lights and blaring Christmas music that seemed a perminate fixture at ANY mall…

            William ignored the women in his life and stepped out of the car.  The night air blew chill down from the mountains, the entire area smelled like burning Christmas trees, the deep thoughtful quiet of winter would descend soon-leaving Raccoon and Umbrella in a thick blanket of snow.

            "I wanna see SANTA GOES TO HOLLYWOOD! " Sherry launched herself at William and latched her arms around his neck. He grunted, lifting her to his shoulder.

"No." Annette's voice was firm, "The paper gave it a DOG review." She smiled, sweetly at Sherry, "Do you know what a Dog is?"

            "Mommy!"

William snorted with laughter.  Annette shot him a furious glance before stalking off.  He sighed and followed after her.

            "Daddy?"

"Hmm?"

            "Isn't mommy a mommy doggy? Just like you're a daddy doggy?"

"Sherry-I'm a person." William frowned.  Was this some sort of game?  What the hell had Rosa been teaching her? , "You're a little person and Mommy is a person." 

            "I know daddy." Sherry sighed, impatient.  They reached a set of stone steps and William had to step carefully over them.  The area was filled with teenagers, parents, and all manner of life forms.  He dimly spotted Annette standing in line.

            "It's a game.  Rosa and I were pretending to be Doggies, then kitties.  Then she asked me what kind of animals I thought that you and mommy would be.  I said Doggies."

"Ah." He frowned, "Honey, when you call mommy a mommy doggy- it's the same- as well calling them a very nasty word."

            "What?"

"Well…" He frowned. Dammit, I thought I wouldn't have to deal with bad words until she was TEN at the least…  "Female doggies are called Bitches.  And that's a derogatory term."

            "What's Der-dog-a-tory?"

"Never mind." William shook his head and put a hand on Annette's shoulder.  The line was thick with people and chattering voices.

            "What movie'd you get tickets for us to see?"

"Santa-Goes-To-Hollywood." Annette said through clenched teeth, "But the MINUTE we get home-we're going to go get a babysitter and go see Love Actually!"

            William smiled, "Fine with me."

"YAY!" Sherry lept from his shoulder to her mother, "SANTA! SANTA!"

"Ack!" Annette struggled briefly; her daughter's arms latched tight, "Get-off-get-off!"

            "Mommy! I'm sorry I called you a bitch!  I didn't mean too! Daddy said it was bad but it was only a game and I'll NEVER do it again cause its-bad!" she sniffled and leaned her head against her mother's shoulder.  A teenager behind them snorted, hearing the "B" word. 

"Bitch?" Annette's eyes widened, "Where DID she learn that word William Darling?"

            "Lets um-go inside." William pointed at the door.  A weary looking girl in a theater Uniform stood at attention beside a black post.

"You wanna give your ticket to the nice man?" Annette set her daughter down and handed her a child's ticket, "and get directions while mommy and daddy get in line?"

            "I'm a girl." The ticket taker said.

"My apologies." Annette said Sarcastically, "I had no idea."

            "Annette."

"First door on your left side." The girl said, taking Sherry's ticket, "Oh ho.  You're gonna go see SGTH?"

            "Problem?" Annette asked, "Why? Aren't there seats left?"

A line was beginning to form outside.  The Ticket Taker ran a hand through her short hair and shot Annette a look of pure venom.

"Oh no ma'am." She smiled, her teeth glinting, "It's a VERY popular movie."

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A/N: Very short.  Next chapter coming shortly, this is a side affect of working in a movie theater people.  YES people who were either in a major hurry or just general assholes have called me a man.  You meet all kinds…