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Here is the second installment of my 101 Theme challenge: Smile
-Featuring my second favorite TD couple: Scott and Dawn.

2. Smile

Scott stared at the blond moonchild standing in his living room. She wore a heavy woolen coat, fitted jeans and snow boots. Snow clung to her pale hair and eye lashes, her gray blue eyes glittered in the dim light from the lamp across the room. She rubbed her hands together-Scott noted that she had failed to bring gloves- and let out a heavy sigh, wrinkling her red nose.

"You want me to what?" He asked slowly, calmly. Although, it wasn't exactly the same kind of calm she spoke with. It was a slow, dangerous calm that he had often heard his Pappy speak with when he was angry. Over the years, Scott had picked up the habit and now he was using it against her. She just smiled serenely at him, unaffected by his icy-tone.

"There are carolers performing tonight in the square and I was hoping you'd come with me."

"Listen, Moonbeam, if there's one thing I hate more than Christmas, it's Christmas carolers. I ain't going." Dawn frowned slightly at this and crossed her arms over her chest. Even though he hated to admit it, Scott couldn't stand it when she looked at him like that. Her mouth didn't look right when it was pulled into a frown and her brow furrowed. Scott ground his teeth in annoyance. Whether it was intentional or not she always won him over when she started to pout like that. After several growls, groans and finally a defeated sigh, Scott gave in.

"Fine I'll—"he was cut off when he realized Dawn was holding his coat in her hands, her eyes were once again alight. "You were reading my aura again, weren't you?"

"It was a lot easier than usual. I couldn't help it." Scott rolled his eyes and pulled on his coat. Flipping off the light he opened the door and stepped out, locking it behind Dawn with a sigh. The December air was, for lack of a better term, cold and it hurt his lungs as soon as he inhaled. She was crazy if she thought he was going to stand around some pavilion and listen to the town idiots sing off key for more than ten minutes.

They walked down the snowy sidewalk in silence while Scott scowled and Dawn skipped ahead. He watched skip for a while and stop to stare up into the dark, snowy sky. She acted like such a child sometimes, but then there were times where she seemed so much older than she really was. Scott shook his head and kicked at a frozen ball of slush that had rolled up onto the curb. Together, the two crossed the street into the square and Dawn beamed up at the carolers as they began to gather. Behind them was a large tree, black against the dark town backdrop.

The music began and Dawn stared at the singers, her face peaceful and she seemed to give off a wave of content that washed over Scott. He was surprised to find that he had started to enjoy himself as they stood there, the cold didn't bother him anymore and he even wandered off to buy some hot chocolate for Dawn and himself. The performance continued for nearly an hour and Scott found himself glancing in Dawn's direction. Her cheeks and nose were rosy and snowflakes clung to her hair. She rubbed her hands together and shoved them in her pockets, but he could see her flexing her fingers within in her pockets. She pulled her hands out again and rubbed them together, blowing into them to create some heat.

Rolling his eyes, Scott stepped up behind Dawn and took her hands in his, burying them deep in the pockets of her coat. Her fingers were like ice against his and he shook his head in irritation. What idiot would forget gloves when it was this cold out?

Dawn glanced at him, her usually calm expression had been traded in for one of shock and the pink of her cheeks deepened. Scott cleared his throat and looked back singers.

"Don't over think it." He muttered. "I may be an ass, but I'm not evil enough to enjoy watching your fingers fall off." Dawn's eyes softened and she turned her head to focus on the music once more. As the carolers sang, Scott found himself pulling Dawn closer to his chest and she didn't seem to mind. As the final song came to an end, lights sprang to life around them and the huge Christmas tree came to life. Ornaments and strings of lights glittered in the branches; a huge silver star sat at the very top of the tree, twinkling in the night. Dawn's eyes widened and her face lit up as she smiled up at the tree.

Scott looked around, impressed by the work that was put into everything around them. He looked at Dawn who was practically a light herself. Her skin was glowing in the colorful array of light, her eyes sparkled like the star, and her rosy cheeks gave her the look of a child seeing something entirely new for the first time. The thing that his eyes were drawn to, though, was her smile. He had seen her smile before, in fact that's all she seemed to do, but it was always a calm and serene smile. This smile was one of pure delight.

As they walked home that night-her hand still wrapped protectively in his- Scott made a decision. He would learn to love Christmas if it meant he would get to see her smile like that again.