Author's Note: I lost my master plan. I lost it. So now TWA is on hold until I can update, and I am in the mood for fluff. WHO CAN'T WAIT FOR LURLINEMAS?

This will be a series of Christmas-themed oneshots. AU Musical.

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"Christmas has always been my favourite holiday. The warm mittens and hats, tobogganing with my? friends and family, building snowmen, sitting in front of a fireplace, watching the snow fall and the icicles drip, the awesome Christmas music, and seeing the looks on people's faces when they opened the presents you got them. =) So glad Christmas is on its way!"

I really can't stay - Baby it's cold outside

I've got to go away - Baby it's cold outside

This evening has been - Been hoping that you'd drop in

So very nice - I'll hold your hands, they're just like ice

My mother will start to worry - Beautiful, what's your hurry

My father will be pacing the floor - Listen to the fireplace roar

So really I'd better scurry - Beautiful, please don't hurry

Well maybe just a half a drink more - Put some music on while I pour


Shivers

The library air was chilled to the point of trhe usual stuffiness becoming unnoticeable. It smelled of old books and under-used and abandoned knowledge. Even the light seemed cold, tinted with sparkling sky blues and clear grays. Tiny specs of dust floated through the air, moving in rhythm with her ragged breathing, like frozen fireflies.

Basically, it was cold, and Elphaba was shivering, her stubbornness causing her to endure the freezing temperature of the library for the sake of unnecessary studying.

Her face was buried in her textbook, going over the information in them religiously, as if they were Lurline herself.

She was grateful for the rare silence, not only in the library but around the campus, as most students, her sister Nessarose and best friend Galinda included, were at home for winter break.

She almost jumped at the sound of the library door opening with a loud and hesitant creak, and her eyes widened with shock and . . . something else when she saw Fiyero, Galinda's boyfriend and Winkie prince, walk in, his eyes bright and his breath exuding a frosty cloud. He didn't look too surprised to see her for obvious reasons, and approached her casually, as if she was the book he had been wanting.

She sighed at the last thought.

"What are you doing here, Tiggular?" Elphaba snorted, leaning back and raising her eyebrows, a dignified smirk playing at her lips. Fiyero pouted his puppy pout, and Elphaba couldn't help but crack a smile.

Why did he have to be so darn adorable?

"What?" Fiyero finally replied, ignoring her eye roll, "I go to the library too!"

"Meeting someone here? Or did Avaric call and dare you to come and bug me?"

"Neither!" Fiyero answered defiantly, "I'm getting a book!"

"Which one?"

"I don't know yet."

"Wow," she chuckled.

"What?" Fiyero asked, sitting down.

"I'm trying to picture you- reading!" she laughed again.

"Is it such a longshot?" Fiyero asked, leaning in towards her.

"Yes, my dear Fiyero, it is," Elphaba replied, leaning as well. Their foreheads were, by now, close to touching, and Elphaba could see their visible breaths mingling in the cold air. It became too much and they simultaneously leaned away.

Awkward silence.

"You're shivering!" Fiyero suddenly exclaimed, his face growing concerned.

"Oh?" was all Elphaba could stutter, surprised.

He was right. The temperature had to be freezing, and the sun was blocked out by rolling clouds, most likely bringing snow with them.

Fiyero shrugged out of his jacket and draped it over her shoulders, adamantly ignoring her protesting claims that she was fine, that she was alright

"Why are you all alone on Lurlinemas break anyways?" Fiyero murmured, rubbing her shoulders in a clumsy yet strangely warm attempt to warm her up.

"What else can I do?" Elphaba replied shakily, her mind scrambled from the motions of his course hands running up and down her arms. She subconsciously noticed that she was feeling warm for the wrong reasons.

"What am I? Chopped liver?" Fiyero asked, "Why don't you hang out with me! Av, Crope, and Tibbett all went home so they won't bother you, and it;s not like you have Galinda to spend time with."

Elphaba smiled. "As tempting as that sounds, I think I'm much safer with my books," Elphaba replied softly.

As soon as the words flew out of her mouth she regretted them.

Safer? What was that supposed to mean?

In the back of her mind she wondered if her heart had been speaking and not her mind.

That wouldn't do.

Fiyero seemed equally puzzled.

"Safer?" he queried. Elphaba racked her brain for a smart response, but all that came out was:

"I, um . . ."

What was that? She could do better than that, she never ran out of words!

"So . . ." Fiyero ran his hand through his hair, "You want to go to my dorm?"

"Oh, um-"

"You'll be safe," Fiyero teased gently, grinning.

"Oh, then, yeah, sure, um, cool."

He took her hand and led her out of the chilly library outside, where a light snowfall had begun. Elphaba cast a wary glance over her shoulder and then looked cautiously into the Arjiki's eyes. He gazed back calmly, as if nothing was out of place, casually putting his arm around her shoulder and pulling her closer to him. She relished in his warmth, as her teeth stopped chattering.

They walked on without saying a word, there seemed to be a mutual understanding between them, and they received many a stare from other oblivious students passing by.

Entering the building, Elphaba let out a sigh of relief, though whether it was from the heater on the wall or Fiyero's hot breath on her neck, she had no idea, and frankly, she had a sinking feeling she knew which option was correct.

The temperature had continued to drop, Elphaba noticed, as Fiyero let her into his room, which was neater than she expected it to be. Fiyero noted her surprised expression with a smile. He sat down on his couch and Elphaba joined him awkwardly, beginning to shiver once again and smiling softly when Fiyero tossed a blanket to her. He turned on the television, and Elphaba faintly noted that some Lurlinemas special was playing, but she had a hard time concentrating. Fiyero scooted closer to her.

"You're cold," he whispered.

"I'm fine," she insisted nervously, their closeness overwhelming her normally acute senses.

"Elphie," he scolded softly, "I know you're freezing!"

"Just proves how stupid you are," Elphaba muttered stiffly. He smirked at her and scooted closer.

The closer he moved, the more intense her convulsions turned. She forgot what she was watching on TV, lost in the moment.

Her somewhat peace was shattered by her brain screaming at her to GET AWAY NOW.

"I've got to go," she said, standing abruptly."

"Elphaba," Fiyero begged, "Don't leave me alone with this crappy TV!"

"Don't go joking with me, Yero, I'm serious."

"Fae," he whispered, surprising himself with the nickname, "Stay."

"I-I really can't stay!"

"But, um . . . it's cold outside!"

"I've got to get away," Elphaba said softly, confused by his reasoning.

"It. Is. Cold!" Fiyero insisted.

He really was brainless.

"This day has been-" she began.

"I've been hoping you'd drop in, don't leave me now!" Fiyero pleaded. Elphaba was very confused.

"Well . . . it is cold outside," she relented, letting Fiyero tug her back towards the couch, and wondering what she had gotten herself into.

So much for a simple Lurlinemas.


Hahaha, not so Christmas-ish but it's based on one of my fave Christmas songs! That's got to count for something, right?

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