-Twenty-Five Days-

A Psychonauts Christmas Fanfic by Digitaldreamer

Day Twenty-Two: Of Gifts and Mistletoe

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Whew, finally almost caught up! What a relief...

Um...not much else to say...uh...oh! I do hope all you fans of a certain pairing enjoy this chapter...

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It didn't take very long for the agents to get Tessie handcuffed and in the back of the police car, though it did take a good amount of effort not to stand in the snow and wave as the psychotic woman was carted away. It didn't take very long for the three psychics to gather their bags from their hotel rooms either, though the trip through the airport and the fight to get the next plane back to New York was another story. But at last, it was all complete and Milla currently sat in one of the slightly uncomfortable chairs at the airport, tapping her fingers as she gazed out the window.

"Here is your bagel." Sasha said as he came up to her, handing her the rather festive looking baked good. A cup of steaming coffee was held in his own gloved hand.

Milla blinked, then flashed a smile as she took the bagel. "Oh, thank you sweetie." She said with a nod, then took a bite. "Mmm..."

Sasha nodded as he took a seat beside leaning, leaning back with a sigh. "What a month..." He muttered.

"You're telling me, darling. It's been such a rush...it's so wonderful to just sit down and relax for awhile." Milla sighed, then glanced around. "Where's Razputin? The plane will be leaving soon."

Sasha shook his head. "I'm not sure. He said he had to take care of a few things."

Milla frowned. "And you let him--"

"Milla, he's nearly eleven and he's a Psychonaut. He can take care of himself." Sasha pointed out.

The Brazilian Psychonaut let out a sigh, then smiled. "I suppose you're right. I'll...try not to worry."

"Good," Said Sasha as he sipped his coffee.

The two sat in companionable silence for awhile, content in spite of the typical airport chaos around them.

"So...this will be our fifteenth Christmas together." Milla commented.

"Indeed." Sasha murmured.

"Well...it's not like that year in Rome, but I think I'd much prefer to spend Christmas at home." The Brazillian Psychonaut said cheerily.

Sasha gave a small smile. "I suppose you're right. Although any Christmas would be preferred to that year we were stuck in the Amazon rainforest."

Milla chuckled at that. "Indeed. What was it that I gave you that year again, darling?"

Sasha snorted. "It was a sweater. A hot pink sweater that you knit yourself that I probably would not have worn even if it hadn't been swelteringly hot."

"Ah yes..." Milla chuckled. "I really am sorry about that, although it was sweet of you to wear it and get heat stroke for me anyway."

"Only for you, Agent Vodello." Sasha murmured with a small smile, shaking his head.

The two shared a small laugh together, though this was interrupted by someone clearing their throat from across the aisle. Both Milla and Sasha paused and turned to see another couple seated across from them, grinning.

Sasha's brow furrowed. "Can I help you?"

"Well, sorry but...did you guys happen to notice where you're sitting?" The girl asked with a grin. Both Sasha and Milla blinked, then glanced upward.

There hung a single sprig of mistletoe.

"...Oh Gott." Sasha murmured.

"Oh my!" Milla gasped.

"I...we're not...we can't..." Sasha sputtered, glancing from the mistletoe to the couple across from them to Milla and back again.

"I...oh my, this is rather..." Milla giggled, a slight blush coloring her cheeks.

"Come on man, you know you want to." The guy said with a grin.

"It's tradition!" The girl chirped.

"I...no I...well, alright, maybe...we're partners, best friends! That's all!" The German Psychonaut exclaimed. "I do not understand why everyone keeps interpreting our relationship as--"

"Sasha."

Sasha blinked, glancing over to see Milla smiling.

"..I...Milla..." The German Psychonaut murmured, his face growing hot.

Milla flushed as well as she brushed a strand of rich chocolate brown behind her ear. "Well...it is tradition, darling..."

"...ah..." Sasha muttered articulately.

"Come on now...here..." At this Milla reached up and pulled Sasha closer, moving him so their noses were nearly touching. "Just let it all go for a little while, darling...just this once..." Her emerald eyes fluttered closed as she moved in just a bit closer...

And they kissed.

It was only for a few seconds, and then the two pulled apart, a warm smile on Milla's face. Sasha stood there, frozen, his eyes wide, his face beet red. Finally, after a few seconds, he spoke.

"Glaugrgh..." He said articulately.

Milla giggled, reaching up to adjust the German Psychonauts sunglasses, as they had fallen askew. "Merry Christmas, Sasha."

"M...Merry Christmas..." Sasha murmured weakly.

It was then that Raz finally chose to show up, breathing heavily from running through the airport. "Guys! Guys!" He cried, his green eyes wide with excitement. "I finally found it!"

Both Milla and Sasha's eyes widened and they stumbled apart, trying to appear casual.

"Guys I..." Raz skidded to a stop, brow furrowing suspiciously. "Did something happen?"

"No."

Raz quirked a brow at them.

"Um...what did you find, dear?" Milla asked quickly.

Fortunately for the two of them, Raz had a notoriously short attention span. His grin returned at full force, his eyes lighting up. "Oh, it's so great!" He exclaimed. "I finally found Lili's Christmas present!"

"Really? Darling, that's wonderful!" Milla said.

"What did you get her?" Sasha asked.

Raz's grin widened, apparently delighted Sasha had asked. "This!" He said, holding up a small, dark green box. He then opened it, showing its contents to Sasha and Milla.

"Oh my..." Milla murmured, her eyes wide. "It's gorgeous!"

"How were you able to afford that?" Sasha inquired, brow furrowing.

"Um...well, let's just say my next few pay checks aren't going to much else." Raz said, closing the box and putting it in his backpack.

"Aw...Razputin, that's so sweet of you." Milla said with a smile.

Raz chuckled. "I just hope she likes it...it'd be nice to see her actually smile for once."

"Well, we'll see, now won't we? At least you'll be able to keep your promise, hm?" Sasha asked.

Raz beamed and nodded. "You bet!"

It was then, however, that a voice came over the intercom.

"May I have your attention please? Due to the blizzard, we are going to have to cancel all of our flights. We will let everyone know when we can start running again. Please do not panic, I promise we will have everyone out of here as soon as possible. We are all terribly sorry for the inconvenience. Merry Christmas!" With that, the intercom clicked off.

Silence for a few moments.

Then there was a collective explosion of chaos throughout the airport as people swore and jumped from their seats, fighting each other to get to the help desks in an effort to find out when the next flight to leave was.

Raz, Sasha, and Milla remained frozen where they were. "Oh man..." Raz murmured, his eyes widening in horror.

"Well...that is certainly inconvenient." Sasha murmured.

"Oh my...I hope everything is alright back at headquarters." Milla said.

"Everything? What about Lili? I promised I'd be back by Christmas!" Raz exclaimed.

"Well, they did say they'd try to get us out as soon as possible..." Milla said gently.

"Actually, this storm is really bad." A man whom had been passing by commented. "I heard them saying they might not be able to get the planes out until after Christmas."

Both Sasha and Milla winced. They had been through this sort of situation before, but even so, it was never pleasant.

Raz let out a groan and fell back in a chair, putting his face in his hands. "Oh man...how am I supposed to keep my promise now?"

He received no answer save for the chaos of the airport.

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To Be Continued...