Disclaimer: Pirates of the Caribbean and its characters are owned by Disney. I use them without permission, but with much love and respect.
In light of the announcement of the new policy concerning songfics, I wish to add a second disclaimer: this is not a songfic. I use brief quotations from a carol that is in the public domain as chapter titles. This is in accordance with this site's rules.
With that over, on with the drabbles.
"Remember how cold it was in England at Christmas-time?"
"Bitter cold," Will said from his perch on the stool, where he was affixing decorations to the walls.
Handing a palm branch up to him, Elizabeth mused, "Although it would be nice to have evergreens to put up at this time of year ..."
Their six-year-old son hared into the parlour. "Mamma, Papa, there's a strange man up the pear tree!"
Will and Elizabeth rushed outside. Sure enough the tree's uppermost branches were shaking as someone climbed up towards the roof of the house. Catching sight of the spectators, the climber fumbled and fell.
A battered leather hat landed a few feet away from him. Its owner sat up and prodded at his limbs. "Ow."
"Jack," Will said. "What were you doing?"
"I was going to come down the chimney."