Merry Christmas (Eve) everyone! I'm uploading the one-shots for the 24th, 25th and 26th of December today because I doubt I'll have the opportunity to do so on their respective days, however, that means this one-shot booklet is almost over! I have a fairly long, conclusive song-fic already written for the 31st (the final day) based off 'Winter Dreams (Brandon's Song)' by Kelly Clarkson who is nothing less than a goddess, so if you're interested then listen to it! I totally recommend her Christmas album, it's amazing.

Day 24- Christmas Eve: Modern AU

"Elsa!" Elsa turned around at the familiar voice, breaking into a smile. Running up the path, wrapped snugly in a thick blue coat, and waving like some kind of maniac was her best friend Jack. When he had almost reached her he stepped on a patch of ice and slipped, the greeting melting into a exclamation while Elsa laughed and grabbed his elbows to steady him.

"-woah." He chuckled, gripping her arms tightly. "Hey."

"Hey yourself." She returned, letting go and smiling up at him. "What are you doing here?"

"What does it look like I'm doing?" Jack grimes easily and threw an arm around her shoulders, allowing some of his weight to fall onto her. "I'm trying to spend time with my very best friend. Hey, have you seen Anna around?"

"Shut up." She rolled her eyes and pushed him off her, beginning to walk again. Jack laughed and fell into step beside her.

"You know I'm only kidding. I'm here to see you! What are you doing?"

"Shopping." Elsa took a list out of her pockets and waved it in the air in front of him. "It's Christmas tomorrow, remember?"

"And you're only buying your presents now?" Jack raised an eyebrow, though he didn't miss his name on the list. "Isn't that a little late for you, Queenie?"

Queenie had been Elsa's nickname since high school; well, that and just about every variation thereupon. It was Jack who had started it as he would always tease her for taking charge and being such a 'goody', though she was quick to point out that without her he would never be out of detention so it wasn't like it was a bad thing.

"At least I'm buying presents. You know, just because it was on Doctor Who doesn't mean that 'air from your lungs' counts as a present."

"Ah, but it's my lungs." He winked at her. "How about it, snowflake?" With that he closed his eyes and puckered up his lips, fully expecting the palm that was shoved into his face, pushing him backwards.

"No. In your dreams." Was the flat reply as Elsa carried on her way, no change in her pace. She was used to Jack's behaviour by now, though there was a blush on her cheeks that would never have been there a few years ago.

Jack laughed quietly as he watched her go, allowing himself one moment to think about just how true it was, then hurried after her.

"Aw come on, Elsie! Don't I deserve a kiss from the Queen?"