Benson and Stabler vs. Munch and Fin vs. Cragen. Who shall win?

Disclaimer: I don't own them except for maybe the mail man. I don't know. I just know that I don't own the originals.

Benson threw some snow balls at Munch and Fin while Stabler covered her and threw some at Cragen. Cragen was recovering from the two Munch had thrown at him when he was getting bombed by Stabler.

"Arrgh! Damn…you!" and surprisingly he rolled out of the way and took cover behind a snow mound.

"Damn it!" shouted Stabler, "Gotta take him out…"

Stabler got hit in the back from a snow ball thrown by Fin.

"That's how you throw snow balls at certain people!" Fin shouted to Munch.

Munch, however, was busy with Benson who was being a difficult foe.

"What's the matter, old man!" she shouted as Munch missed again, "Going blind!"

"Grrr…take that you little…" he began to shout, but then he got hit by Cragen.

"Vengeance is sweet, Munch!" shouted Cragen as he smirked.

POW!

And Cragen fell down from his snow mound as Fin's snow ball hit him.

"SWITCH!" yelled Munch and he switched places with Fin.

Now Fin began to bomb Benson with everything he had and Benson went down into the snow face first.

"YEOUCH! THAT'S COLD!" she cried as she brushed the snow from her face and quickly got behind a snow mound.

"Damn it, I almost had her!" cried Fin.

Meanwhile Munch was in a three way battle with Stabler and Cragen. So far, Munch wasn't hitting anyone except for Cragen, but everyone was missing him. He ducked behind the stone wall and Fin joined him.

"This is just great. I can't hit any one except for the Captain! What is this?" Munch exclaimed.

Fin took Munch's hat from his head.

"Hey!" cried Munch.

"Shut up," hissed Fin and he stuck his fist in it and slowly held it up to where the hat was showing on the stone rail.

"EAT THIS!" shouted Stabler and he threw a snowball at the hat.

Fin moved the hat and turned to Munch. "NOW!" he shouted.

Munch poked his head up and bombed Stabler and Cragen. Then he turned at the last second and bombed Benson who had appeared over her snow mound and was trying to throw a snow ball at Fin.

"Yes!" said Munch as he did a little jig and swiped his hat from Fin's hand and put it on his head, "Take THAT everyone! I am the…"

THUMP!

Stabler bombed Munch and Munch went down. Cragen then bombed Fin as he was trying to hit Stabler, then Cragen bombed Stabler. Cragen ducked for a moment, made a snow ball, and then flung it with all his might to where Benson was. She ducked and it missed her. She then threw one at Cragen and it him right in the middle of his bald spot.

Cragen brushed the snow off then Stabler hit him right in the chest. Benson got up from her hiding spot and began to run with snow balls in her arms, throwing them one right after the other at Munch, Fin, and Cragen. She hit Fin and Cragen, but with Munch however, she hit his hat. Munch's hat went down for the count.

Cragen was about to throw one at Stabler when he saw the mail man walking their way. He signaled for a time out, but it was too late. Fin threw a snow ball that was meant for Benson, but she ducked and it the mail man instead. Everyone dropped what ever snow they had in their hand.

"Having fun?" growled the mail man.

"Uh, yeah?" said Cragen as he began to scratch the back of his head.

"I have some mail for your squad, Captain Cragen. Perhaps you want to read it instead of throwing snow balls at each other," he said as he delivered five cards to him.

"Thanks," Cragen said and the mail man walked away, muttering curse words as he went.

"What ya got there, Cap?" asked Stabler.

"Don't know," he replied, "Perhaps we should check it out inside."

Everyone nodded and began to walk tiredly back into the precinct except for Stabler.

"Who won the snow ball fight?" he asked.

He dodged four snow balls that came his way.

Inside the squad room, everyone grabbed a hot cup of coffee, even Munch, as they hung up their coats, hats, and gloves. Munch sat at his desk and looked at the side.

"Curses," he muttered, "This stocking is definitely going through the paper shredder before Cragen can…"

"John, I already put your gift in there," said Cragen.

"Arrrg!" cried Munch and Fin shook his head.

The SVU squad now sat at their desk and began to read their cards.

You've been invited to a first annual gathering hosted by the NYPD on Christmas day at city hall. Starting at seven o' clock in the evening, you must bring a date and wear the formal attire as dictated below:

For men: A black and white tuxedo.

For women: A ball gown dress.

Please R.V.S.P to the phone number or address below before the 25th of December. We hope you can come!

Sincerely,

The NYPD Commission

P.S. There is going to be dancing, especially a few waltzes, so it is best advised that you leave your two left feet at home!

"What is this? Waltzing? Since when do these idiots up on high require the NYPD to dance!" cried Munch revolted.

"Leave your two left feet at home, eh? Apparently this is a joke to them, because I'm not laughing," said Stabler seriously.

"BALL GOWN?" cried Benson as she reread the line.

"TUX?" cried Fin as he reread the line.

"Date," muttered Cragen, "I don't have one."

"What do you mean you don't have one?" asked Munch, "None of us have one! Well maybe for Olivia…"

"I dumped him a month ago, John," said Benson frowning.

"Do we have to go to this?" asked Fin pleadingly.

"Why not?" said Cragen, "Gives us something to do. We were already planning to spend Christmas here in the squad room.

"Captain, usually it's Munch who rains on parades, but I'm going to be doing the raining," said Stabler, "Hardly any of us have a tux, or ball gown Olivia's case, and the money to afford one. How are we going to pay for it?"

"Ever heard of a Christmas bonus?" asked Cragen pokerfaced.

"Oh," said Stabler.

"Christmas? Here? Again?" cried Munch, "I'll make sure I…"

"Will set the alarm clock that day cause if you don't I'm bustin' your front door down, got it?" said Fin.

"But I hate Christmas because you always have to celebrate something that's happy, but when you don't find anything to celebrate that's happy in your life then you get depressed, and then you get even more depressed because you remember that this is a cheerful holiday and you have to celebrate something that's happy," said Munch.

"Huh?" said Benson.

"Never mind," said Munch.

"John, do you celebrate Christmas or Hanukkah?" asked Fin.

"Not really since I don't have anyone to celebrate it with…" he began, but Cragen took one of Stabler's paper wads and threw it at him.

"Hey!"

"You have us dumb ass, not to mention that's something to be happy about," said Cragen.

"Oh, fine," he said, "But this is the last year I'm celebrating it."

"Sure. Whatever John," said Stabler, rolling his eyes, "You said that last year."

"People, may we get to the problem at hand?" asked Cragen, annoyed, "I know there has to be some stores in the Manhattan area that have nice outfits, so we can go shopping either today or tomorrow…"

"What about dates?" asked Fin and Cragen sighed.

"Must I figure out everything? That should be easy," Cragen said as he eyed all of them.

"I am not going to this dance with John!" exclaimed Fin with revulsion.

"AHHH! Are you crazy Captain?" cried Munch.

Cragen closed his eyes and began to rub his forehead.

"How about this then? Elliot goes out with his partner, Munch asks Casey out, Fin asks Warner out, and I ask someone I know," Cragen said sarcastically.

"Okay then, what about the waltzing?" asked Benson, "I can't waltz," and everyone nodded their heads in an agreement.

"I took some waltzing lessons when I was in high school. That I can do," Cragen replied.

"You waltz?" asked Fin curiously.

Cragen sighed and shook his head.

Just so everyone knows, I am not implying anything. No relationships, no one is not going to end up in bed with someone else, no nothing. So on that note, R&R please.