A/N: One more chapter after this; the big one! I'm sorry for not updating, but I've had driver's ed this whole week. Eight and a half hours of the same classroom, the same material, and nothing to do.
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When Santa's sleigh bells ring
I listen all around
The herald angels sing
I never hear a sound
December 22
7:31 PM EST
Everyone who had a home outside of the cave had long ago left. Conner and Megan were in the common room, Conner lounging on the sofa, Megan cleaning the kitchen.
"Conner, do you want any desert?"
Conner turned. "What do we have?"
Megan spun to the fridge. "We have ice cream, leftover cake, cookies… I'm pretty sure there's a tin of brownies in the here somewhere…"
Conner stood and approached the kitchen. He stood next to Megan and helped look for the mysterious brownie tin. Megan frowned. "It was here…" she straightened up and turned in a circle, scanning the kitchen.
"Oh! There it is." The brownie tin sat on the counter. "Funny, I don't remember it being here before…" she trailed off when she saw Conner looking at something above her. She looked up, too.
A small piece of mistletoe descended from the ceiling, suspended by a thin wire. When the mechanism holding it stopped, the mistletoe hung a few feet above Megan's and Conner's heads. Megan, knowing fully what the small plant meant, blushed.
"Mistletoe?" Conner said. Megan couldn't meet Conner's eyes.
"Um… I guess?" she said. When Conner didn't reply, she added; "Do you know what it's for?"
Conner looked at Megan, but didn't say anything. "You know," she continued; "Meeting someone under the mistletoe…"
"I know." Conner said. He placed one hand on her hip and another cupping her face, and gently pulled her to him.