General Cartography-Christmas Special

Yes! I have a Christmas Special! It's just a little story about Lian and Kurda's first and only Christmas together. Okay, well I need to write this before I start to cry because I need to put chapter five of Sister Vamp up. By the way, this story is too happy. They were so happy together...I'm sad now.

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It was only six AM, and even though Lian knew better, she threw open the lid of Kurda's coffin in the basement and pounced on him.

"I don't care if you're not going out! It's Christmas! And I need you upstairs!" Lian cried in Kurda's ear. "I have presents! And you do too!"

"Lian..." Kurda mumbled. "It's still daylight...I can't." The vampire shut his icey eyes again and rolled over, face down in the coffin. "Ah ned ti sle..." Kurda sniffed.

"But Kuuuurda!" Lian pleaded as she sat on his back. "I boarded up all the windows! There's no sun...at least not yet..."

Kurda lifted his head. "I'm still staying asleep. I only shut my eyes an hour ago." Lian put her head on Kurda's.

"Pleeeeease?" she begged. "Sides, I'm not getting off until you get up. And the basement windows are boarded up and the lid won't close on me, and you'll burn!" Lian started laughing.

"I've gotten burned by the sun as a vampire, and it really is quite painful!" Kurda snapped. "Don't make jokes like that!"

"Then get up!" Lian whimpered. "Or I'll eat your pretty blue pajamas." Kurda looked at his bed clothing. Lian was right, they were nice, royal blue pajamas. Lian had gotten them for him as an early birthday present.

"If you get off I'll get up." Kurda muttered.

"No way." Lian puffed. "If I get up, you'll go back to sleep!"

"Then are we going to stay down here and you're going to let me sleep?" Kurda asked. Lian ran her hand through Kurda's untidy bed hair.

"You have to carry me, so hah!" Lian made a raspberry noise. Kurda rolled over enough so Lian was sitting on his stomach.

"Fine, I will." Kurda sat up and picked Lian up with one arm and climbed out of his coffin.

"Kurda..."Lian growled.

"Yes, Lian?" Kurda responded.

"You have no idea how to hold a girl, do you?"

"I do."

"Well if this is it, you need ettiquette help."

Kurda sighed and swooshed Lian around so he was holding her in both arms. "Is that better, your majesty?"

Lian was in hysterics. "Kurda can carry fat, old Lian!" she giggled.

"You're not fat." Kurda insisted. "You're just short, and maybe, four pounds over weight."

"But I'm overweight!" Lian rang.

"So am I." Kurda said.

"But you're a guy!" Lian said. "You're not supposed to care!" Kurda started walking up Lian's basement stairs.

"Let's just drop the subject." Kurda broke out. "Besides, as you said, it's Christmas, and I haven't celebrated for over a century." Kurda entered the living room and placed Lian on the carpet; Kurda sat with her. "And this will be my best Christmas, because I get to spend it with you." Kurda pinned her to the floor and kissed her softly.

"Merry Christmas, Kurda." Lian said laughing as she put a pait of antlers on his head.

"Where were you hiding those?" Kurda asked in a confused sort of manner. Lian kept laughing.

"They were around my leg the whole time!"

"And I didn't notice them why?"

"What does it matter?" Lian asked as she slipped out from underneath Kurda and crawled over to her tree. She grabbed a squishable package and tossed it to Kurda. "Open it." she said holding her fit of childish giggles.

Kurda tore away at the holiday printed patterns only to reveal a pair of blue boxers...with little yellow kitties on it. "Boxers...?" Kurda said not sure if he should appreciate them.

Lian fell over into a heap on the floor. "I'm sorry! They were so you!" she cried in between gasps for air. (Me: I had to copy the Gavner bit. I love the thought of boxers as presents!)

Kurda started laughing with Lian. "Then you won't mind my present." he said tossing yet another squishable object at her.

It was only wrapped in old cloth, probably Kurda's, but none the less, Lian opened it, to reveal an equally embarressing gift.

It was a pink bra with red cursive letters on it, one word on each cup, reading, "Bite Me." Lian herself began to blush.

"You little pervert!" she half gasped, half laughed.

"It's not like I haven't seen your bras before. We have-" Kurda chuckled.

"I get it Kurda..." Lian said with a face redder than the letteres on the bra.

Kurda sat next to Lian and put his arms around her. "Yes, I know this is going to sound incredibly cheesy, but you really are the best present I could've gotten.

Lian reached up to Kurda and placed a sweet kiss on him. "Likewise, mi compadre, likewise."