A/N: Aaaaand it is now March! Yet, we are on the 11th day of Christmas. Huh. Aw, well, don't think about it too hard, okay? Eh-heh...sorry. Anyway, this WILL be done before the start of Spring! It WILL, I tell you! Even if it kills me! But this is the second-to-last chapter, so we're almost there. :) Thanks to everyone who stuck it out so far, this is all for you guys!

Me: And now, to sing the 11th line, I have asked...Sam Glass!

Everyone: SAM!

Sam: Really?

Me: Yep! I've been saving you specifically for this, Sammy! So what do you say, will you do it?

Sam: Of course! Just sing this line here?

Me: Yep, the one in front of you.

Sam: Okay, I'll do my best...!

On the eleventh day of Christmas, the Founder gave to me...mistloe for kissing

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Claire grinned and thanked Adam, a.k.a. Jacob Marley from their play, before turning around from the doorway she was standing under and scanning the crowded room. She still hadn't given her secret Santa gift to Paige yet, and everybody she asked kept pointing her in different directions. It didn't help that more than half the people in the place weren't part of the play staff.

Though the director had told them there was going to be a wrap party on their last night, he hadn't told them that the Founder herself was the one who had planned it, or that it was going to be a Christmas party for the patrons as well.

It was nice and festive, if a little extravagant. Claire was almost a little embarrassed by the cookies she had brought, since she had thought it was going to be a little ordeal with just the staff. They looked a little out of place, sitting at one of the tables with all of Amelie's fancy catering.

Claire stopped and turned when she heard a familiar voice.

"Hey, CB! You looking for us?" called Eve, making her way over to Claire.

To Claire's surprise, Oliver was walking with her, a neutral expression on his face.

"Uh, no, actually. I didn't realize you were here." Claire replied. Eve rolled her eyes.

"Of course we're here, wouldn't miss it!" she exclaimed. "Michael and Shane are here too, though they went off to go attack the snack table, and I haven't seen them again since. I bumped into Oliver while I was looking for you, and thought I'd congratulate him on his amazing performance. How much he just nailed the character." she added with a wicked grin.

Oliver glanced at her, but didn't take the bait and didn't change his expression, which was almost pleasant. Claire resisted the urge to grin herself, hiding her face by hugging Eve.

Eve looked up when she did. "Mistletoe," she said, giving Claire a kiss on the cheek. Claire laughed and followed Eve's gaze, looking up at the top of the doorway. Now she knew what Adam had been doing on the ladder a few minutes ago.

Claire then remembered what she was supposed to be doing and stepped away from the doorway to turn to Oliver. "Have you by any chance seen Paige?" she asked him. "I need to give her something, but I can't find her."

Oliver raised an eyebrow but nodded once. "Yes, I do believe the director wanted her for something. I don't know where they are at the moment, though."

"But anyway, CB, you were great! Your part stole the show, you know. Well, except for Scrooge, here." said Eve, pointing her thumb back at Oliver, who's mouth twitched at one corner.

"Indeed, it was all very entertaining." said a familiar voice, her tone touched with a bit of humor.

Amelie. And with her, wearing an outfit that looked like it should have been in the play itself, Myrnin. He grinned and waved his fingers at Claire.

"Yes, excellent, my dear. You were well suited to the part, just like I told you." he said, smirking.

"Yes, just like you told me. After you had already signed me up." Claire deadpanned. Myrnin grinned and gave a sheepish half-shrug of his shoulders.

"You looked like you were enjoying yourself, at least. Which is far more than I can say for Oliver." Myrnin replied.

"Don't be ridiculous," said Eve, gesturing at Oliver, who looked surprised that Eve was coming to his defence. "He's playing a bitter, evil old man. Of course he's not supposed to look like he's enjoying himself! He's supposed to look like he usually does."

Myrnin laughed, and even Amelie's mouth quirked at the corner, like she was trying not to smile. Oliver gave Eve a scathing look.

"And just what, pray tell, are you doing here?" he asked Myrnin through gritted teeth. Myrnin gave him a dazzling smile.

"Why, congratulating my assistant on a wonderful performance. What are you doing here?" he said sweetly.

"It's so much fun when our bosses get together." Eve whispered to Claire, as Oliver and Myrnin continued to attempt to insult each other. "It's never dull."

"Indeed, though only if they're being civil to each other, like now." sighed Amelie. Eve gave her a nervous smile, clearly forgetting Amelie could still hear her.

"This is civil?" asked Claire.

Amelie sighed again and nodded. "For them, yes. It's their best behavior."

Eve blinked, then grinned slowly as she watched them. "Actually, I think they're about to get even more civil. Hey, guys!" she said, catching their attention and pointing up. "Mistletoe!"

Both of their heads jerked up. They stared at the offensive decoration a minute, before looking back down at Eve. Oliver wore an annoyed look on his face. "I don't think so, Eve." he sniffed.

"Yes, even I have standards." Myrnin quipped.

"Now now, gentlemen. It's a tradition, and a rule." said Amelie, and slight smile on her face. "It's not optional, you know."

Claire got a bad, ominous feeling. Though she seemed to be in good humor, Amelie was using her Founder voice. The one that meant she expected whoever she was using it on to comply. Like she said, not optional. And though Myrnin seemed to be trying to take it in stride as a joke, Claire could tell from the set of his jaw and the dangerous look he was getting in his eye that Oliver definitely didn't find it funny.

"Well? We're waiting." said Amelie, eyebrows raised.

Eve must have picked up on the tension as well, because she stopped her nervous laughter as she looked at Oliver. "Oh, fine. Be that way," she said, reaching behind Claire and giving her a shove towards the two vampires. "To the rescue!"

Claire yelped as she stumbled forward, though Myrnin reached out and steadied her. "Eve!" she fumed, whipping around to glare at her.

Eve shrugged. "Just saving the bosses, CB." she said, giving her a wink and a thumbs up.

Amelie did smile this time. "Indeed, this seems to dissolve your conundrum, doesn't it?" she asked the two men.

Claire looked around at both of them. Oliver was frowning at her, but he didn't look angry like before; Myrnin just grinned at her.

Eve made a shooing motion with her hand, while Amelie raised her eyebrows expectantly again.

"Fine." Claire sighed, turning with the intention of giving both a peck on the cheek.

They beat her to it; both of them bending over at the same time and giving her a quick kiss on either side of her face.

Though Myrnin had probably been planning on it anyway, Claire's only explanation for Oliver was that Amelie must have been silently communicating more blood lust than she originally thought. That, or the Santa incident was still fresh in his mind.

Though he could have really been just that grateful it wasn't Myrnin.

Either way, it still surprised Claire enough to make her squeak. Eve and Myrnin both laughed, and after a few seconds Amelie joined them. Even Oliver smirked at the shocked look she gave him.

"Aww, I even got a picture!" Eve said, holding out her phone. Amelie looked at the screen, her smile widening.

"Hey!" protested Claire. Oliver stopped smirking.

"I think I shall like a copy of this, Miss Rosser. It will go very well with my portrait of 'Santa' and his helpers." Amelie said sweetly. Myrnin's grin faltered at that, while Oliver regained his Scrooge expression.

"Well, it is a shame to waste all of this charm." said Myrnin suddenly, leaning over and giving Claire another quick kiss, though she managed to dodge him so he got the side of her head this time. "Myrnin!" she snapped, though her heart wasn't really in it.

He grinned and winked at her. "Of course, I wouldn't want anyone to feel left out," he said, and before she could blink he had whipped over and given Amelie a chaste kiss on the cheek as well. Amelie glared at him, though he paid her no mind as he turned to Eve with a wicked gleam in his eye.

Eve yelped and backed away quickly, running into Oliver. "Nuh-uh, don't think so, crazy dude." she said, shaking her head.

Myrnin sighed and put his hand over his chest dramatically. "I'm wounded, what a shame," he said, before flashing his dimples at her. "Mistletoe." he added, grinning and pointing upwards.

Eve followed his gaze. Then she seemed to realize who she had backed into.

"Well, crap." she sighed.

"It's all really your fault anyway." Oliver pointed out calmly.

"Do get a picture of this, Claire." Myrnin muttered quietly out of the corner of his mouth. "I want something to hold over Oliver's head later."

Ordinarily, Claire probably wouldn't have. But Eve had already gotten the picture with her, so it really wasn't as though it wasn't fair.

Besides, the almost embarrassed look on Oliver's face when Eve stood up on her tip-toes and planted one on his cheek really was priceless.

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Christmas cookies baking

A Christmas tree for trimming

Two roommates shopping

Many gifts for wrapping

Lots of lights a-blinking

One crazy boss!

Four stubborn men

Three ancient vamps

Two nosy boys

And a play I hope no one will see!

Sam: I hope that was good.

Me: TT_TT It was BEAUTIFUL!

Sam: U-um, o-okay, you don't have to get choked up about it...

Myrnin: It WAS good, I suppose...

Theo: I liked it.

Michael: Good work, Grandpa! But what are you doing here?

Me: He's here through the wonderful power of fanfiction resurrection.

Michael: Huh?

Eve: Just don't question it, honey.

Shane: Just be glad it wasn't Monica!

Oliver: *groan* Don't go giving anyone any ideas!

Me: I'm offended you would think me capable of that.

Morley: I doubt it. You seemed genuinely delighted when you saw how much I bothered them.

Claire: You're not going to ask Monica next, are you...?

Me: That's only because I actually like Morley! I already made it quite clear that Richard was the only Morrell I didn't wish to run over with a truck, remember?

Richard: Yes...

Me: Don't roll your eyes at me!

Amelie: Well, Samuel almost makes up for Morley.

Sam: Is it always this lively here?

Me: Depends on your definition of 'lively'.

Amelie: *sigh* Yes.

Me: Anyway...Next chapter will be a continuation of the Christmas party from this chapter!

A/N: Longer than the last chapter, and I had a lot of fun writing it. ;) But the end it nigh! Next chapter will be the final one, and will hopefully be making an appearance soon. Thanks for reading, hope you enjoyed. ^_^

Song Suggestion: Originally, I was going to say 'Winter Wonderland', but since there is a big snowstorm hitting the area where I live I'm not feeling too Wonderful about Winter. So. How about 'Holly Jolly Christmas' instead? Burl Ives' version, cuz it isn't Christmas until I've heard it at least once. :)

Read and review, please, I always love hearing from you! :D

Edit (December 2014): Fixed a few typos and such.