Update July 2013: This chapter has been updated and revised from its original version. Past errors have been fixed and adjustments have been made but the plot of the chapter, characters, and events have remained the same.

Hehe, I see you guys liked the last chapter. xD Well, before I let you guys read this time, I just wanted to get something out of the way. Some of you have brought to my attention that I've missed your reviews while I go back to respond to them. To be clear, I don't miss them! In fact, I double check every time to make sure that I get every single review! There could only be three reasons as to why there isn't a response for your review:

1) You never reviewed even though you thought you did.

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If none of those reasons work, then I don't know what to tell you. I just wanted to let you all know that I didn't purposely miss your reviews. :P Now, you may read! Enjoy! :D

Reason for the tardy update: No good excuse really. I was at a birthday party, and I ended up coming home a lot later than I thought I would. Sorry, guys. -_-

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LuvPeaceCandy: Aw, but she's such a cute character!
chocolatehell: Haha, is it really? I did think I was going overboard. xD Phew! I thought I portrayed her badly or wrong! And ahhh, you never know! The war may or may not end. :)
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Claudette14: HAHAH! Run to the bedroom and do "stuffs". You know, I was going to have them have that make out session in Drew's room, but then I was like, "Naaah." The déjà vu thing happened in the "A Ribbon and Purple Dress" chapter. It was before they started dating and May was eating a chocolate-covered rawst berry in a very sensual manner without knowing. ;D And you didn't offend me, silly! How would you have offended me?
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Love Unexpected chapter 31

May was jostled out of her deep sleep when additional weight was suddenly put on her bed. Her eyelids fluttered open only to have a mass of her own brunette waves obscuring her vision. A second later, a gentle hand pulled them away from her face and someone leaned down to plant a kiss on her cheek as their arms wound around her waist.

She smiled softly and peered at the person from the corner of her eye. She would know those lips anywhere.

"Merry Christmas Eve, baby," Drew murmured into her ear before he kissed it.

May shifted in his arms so that she was lying on her back and gazed up at her boyfriend groggily. One of his hands moved to her stomach as she tried to force her eyes open. She smiled up at him when she did.

"Merry Christmas Eve, babe," she murmured. "Who let you up here?"

"Your mom did," he replied as he propped himself up on one elbow. He leaned down to kiss her once on the lips before he went on. "She expects you downstairs soon for breakfast, by the way."

May reached up to cup the side of his face with her hand and brought his lips back down to hers.

"I'll be down after I'm done kissing you and getting some more sleep," she muttered against his lips.

Drew's hands moved to grip the top of her arms to gently push her away.

"As much as I'd love to keep kissing you, I'm sure your mom wouldn't like you being late for breakfast," he insisted, trying not to laugh as he stared at her baffled expression.

A scowl made its way on her face, and he smirked.

"Besides, didn't you want me to go with you to the party with your friends? We'll be late if you don't get a move on," he threatened.

"Can't I just have one more kiss?" May requested, pouting childishly.

"Fine, one peck but that's it," Drew sighed mockingly, and rolled his eyes playfully as though the request were a chore.

Truthfully, he loved kissing her more than anything. It showed when his '"peck" became a feverish kiss in less than three seconds.

"Just a peck, huh?" May teased against his lips.

"Shut up," he snapped affectionately and bit down gently on her lip before he began sucking on it.

May giggled and cupped his neck, signaling that she wanted to return to the kissing. Drew obliged instantly.

"Well, I certainly wasn't expecting this," a voice piped.

"Mom!" May cried in alarm, jolting into a sitting position as Drew instantly leapt away from her and put some distance between himself and the bed.

"Oh, no, by all means, you two continue what you were doing," Caroline giggled, her hand wrapping around the doorknob in preparation to pull it closed. "Just make sure you come down for breakfast in about twenty-five minutes. You're welcome to join us, Drew."

Drew tried not to flush as he cleared his throat.

"Yes, thank you, Caroline," he choked out.

Caroline simply smiled at him and closed the door behind herself as she took her leave.

May clamped a hand over her heart to slow the pounding against her chest.

Drew turned to her and eyed her with a cocked eyebrow.

"That was awkward now, wasn't it?" he inquired lightheartedly.

"'Awkward' is an understatement," May breathed out in response as she threw her legs over the side of the bed.

The expression she wore on her face was mortified as her feet slipped into her contest ribbon slippers.

"Gosh, that was horrible. Make yourself at home while I go get ready. The last thing I need is for my dad or Max to walk in on us, too," she said, and then headed to her closet to grab her clothes before rushing to the bathroom.

She did her best to shower as quickly as possible given the short amount of time that her mom had given her, even hurrying through the process of styling her hair by just leaving it in waves. Then, she threw on her clothes: a dark green cashmere henley, dark wash skinny jeans, and her favorite pair of cognac boots.

Afterwards, she dropped her pajamas into the laundry basket in the bathroom and strode back into her room, where she found Drew lying down on her bed, watching TV. He instantly leapt down and headed over to hug her from behind as she grabbed a belt that matched the color of boots.

"I love the color green on you," he expressed as he rested his chin on her shoulder. "You should wear it more often."

"You would, with your greeness and all," May teased as she slid the strip of leather through her belt loops. After she got done with the buckle, she reached up to cup the back of his neck and kissed his cheek. "Ready to head down?"

Drew hummed as if in consideration. He stole a quick kiss from her when she turned her head to look at him.

"Now I am," he smiled, and reached down to take her hand to lead her downstairs.

Lillipup greeted them the second they reached the bottom of the stairs. May smiled and bent down to pick up her little pokémon, who had developed the habit of spontaneously popping out of its PokéBall on occasion. She concluded that it must have done so overnight and wandered downstairs to sleep on the couch, its preferred place to sleep.

Her family's Christmas tree stood a few feet behind the couch, standing tall and proud in all of its green glory. It was embellished from top to bottom with fancy ornaments and festive lights. Beneath it rested an assortment of presents on the tree's burgundy skirt, each individually wrapped in holiday wrapping paper. The sight made May yearn to rip open the presents that were addressed to her.

"About time you got down here," Max mumbled from where he sat slouched on the couch, flipping through the channels on the television. "Dad was just about to go get you two, but Mom stopped him in time."

"Blame your sister. She was taking forever to get ready," Drew insisted as he towed May over to the couch.

May rolled her eyes and whacked both her boyfriend and her brother once she sat down between them.

"I'm a girl," she said in her own defense. "It takes time for me to get ready."

"Sure," Max droned, turning to stare between her and Drew as he pushed up his glasses. "As if that was really all you were doing."

"It was!" she insisted as she flushed, and then sniffed the air when something wafted up her nose. "Did Mom bake cookies?"

"Yup."

"Do you think she would let me get a cookie before breakfast?"

Max shrugged as he flipped through a channel.

"I don't know, but get me one too, if you manage to get yourself one," he instructed, and then turned back to her. "Just remember—if you fail, I'm not your brother. If you get caught, I don't know you."

Drew chortled as May frowned.

"I hate you," she declared, and then slid down on the couch so that she was in the same slouching position as her brother.

Max shrugged again. "I love you too, sis."

"Kids, breakfast is already on the table," Caroline announced as she strolled into view from the kitchen. "Your father and I are going to be leaving now to get to a Christmas party, so we won't be joining you. Whoever leaves the house last, make sure to lock the door, alright?"

"Will do, Mom," Max and May chorused.

"Okay, then we'll see you tomorrow for Christmas. Have fun today!"

"You have fun with Dad too, Mom!" the Maple siblings chorused again.

"You too, Caroline! Merry Christmas Eve!" Drew added.

After Norman and Caroline took their leave, the three young adults headed over to the square dining table. Three plates filled with a small stack of pancakes, scrambled eggs, and strips of bacon were laid out for them. A mug of hot chocolate was placed beside each plate on one side while the utensils were placed on the other. The condiments rested at the center of the table.

"I call this plate," May declared, sitting herself down in front of the purple plate.

"Was that really necessary?" Max asked her as he sat down across from her.

"Yes."

"And may I ask how?"

"Because I like purple better than yellow or blue?"

"So, you're saying that your purple plate is better than my yellow plate or Drew's blue plate?"

"I didn't say that! I just said that I like purple better!"

"Which is basically saying it's better than our plates," Max asserted with a shake of his head. He mockingly gave the side of his plate a comforting pat as he made a disapproving sound with his tongue. "Don't worry, Plate. I like eating off of you."

"Do you enjoy annoying me all the time?" May demanded through gritted teeth, clutching her knife and fork in both hands.

"It's my honor and duty as your little brother to bug the crap out of you," he replied simply.

"I guess that means it's my honor and duty to choke the crap out of you as your older sister then."

"And how will you do that?"

"By shoving your breakfast down your throat," the brunette snarled.

Drew took a sip of his hot chocolate to keep himself from laughing. He was already halfway done with his breakfast, having taken the time that the siblings took to banter to eat so that he could stay out of their battle of wits.

He had to say, Caroline Maple was an excellent cook, almost as excellent as she was a mother. After all, she did give birth to and raise two of the most amusing kids he had ever met. The fact that one of them was his girlfriend was definitely a bonus as well. He wondered how she did it all.

"Why aren't you helping me verbally abuse the crap of this kid?" May suddenly demanded when she turned to find her boyfriend stuffing his mouth with eggs.

Her words made Drew wonder something else: where did she get her short temper from?

Caroline was always very graceful and calm, and Norman was always so relaxed and laidback. It was almost as if nothing could make them mad, whereas the simplest things could make their daughter fume. As much as he loved May, he had to admit that she was quite fiery.

Of course, that was one of the attractive traits about her—and what made her so fun to annoy.

"Because I'd much rather use my mouth for something else, babe," he told her, the corner of his lips tugging up into a smirk.

"Ooh, scandalous," Max joked, even going so far as to whistle.

May aimed for her little brother's shin with her foot beneath the table, but missed when he pulled back out of her reach. With a disgruntled huff, she stabbed her utensils into her stack of pancakes and took out a chunk to scarf into her mouth.

"Bullies," she mumbled, and went on to finish the rest of her breakfast.

Drew and Max laughed, and followed her example.

May remained relatively quiet throughout the rest of breakfast. By the time she was done eating, Drew had already finished his breakfast, while Max still had a little bit more to go. She ignored both guys as she went about her business.

First, she put her dishes in the sink. Second, she went to go put on her navy winter coat. Third, she wrapped her cream scarf around her neck and pulled the matching beret onto her head. And fourth, she went outside, leaving Drew and Max alone in the house.

"Uh, Drew, you may want to go after her now. She looked angry," Max advised after his sister closed the front door behind herself.

"Yeah...I'll see you around, Max," Drew said quickly, and then hurried out the front door after his girlfriend.

But once he got outside, he was greeted with a snowball to the face.

"W-what the hell?" he spluttered, just as another one exploded on his shoulder.

The sound of May's mirthful laughter traveled to his ears.

"Gotcha," she exclaimed merrily.

"What was that for?" he demanded as he gaped at her in horror.

"For refusing to help me verbally abuse Max."

"Aw, come on! Why are you such a grudge-holder?"

"Because she's my sister," Max suddenly answered on behalf of May.

Drew turned to find that the guy had opened the front door back up in order to hand him his and May's overnight bags. He blinked in bemusement.

"I thought I'd help my sister out and play a little Christmas Eve prank on you," the dark blunette said with a grin. "It's a tradition between us, you see. We play one on someone every year, and you just happened to be our person of choice this year."

May laughed again and shrugged when Drew turned back to gape at her.

"What can I say? I love my little brother—it's what we do together," she offered, and hurried into the driver's seat of her car. She waved from inside the vehicle at her little brother. "Merry Christmas Eve, Maxie! See you tomorrow!"

Max chuckled and waved back at his sister.

"Bye, May!" he called, and then closed the door before Drew could think about getting him back for the prank.

"You two will be the death of me, I swear," the grasshead muttered after getting into the passenger seat of May's silver car.

The brunette simply giggled and backed out of the driveway.

It took them a good hour or so to reach to their destination, a log cabin up in Route 121. The grand, two-story building belonged to Jimmy's grandfather, and it had become a tradition for May and her friends to stay there for Christmas Eve all the way to Christmas morning every year since their freshman year at Lilycove University High.

May's stomach began to flutter with excitement at the prospect of getting to be with her friends again once she pulled into the driveway. She didn't even bother to wait for Drew after parking her car in one of the garages. She instantly ran out and charged up the stairs that led to the front porch.

By the time Drew got to the front door, she was already bouncing up and down as she waited for someone to open up and let them in.

"Gee, May, couldn't you have been any faster?" he teased, smirking at her affectionately.

"I can't help it!" May laughed. "I can't wait to see everyone again!"

One of the double black stained glass doors pulled open at that moment, inviting the chilly winter air into the warm interior of the log cabin.

Brendan Birch stood in the doorway, bundled up in a cozy assemble that consisted of a hoodie and sweatpants. He smiled widely at the sight of his best friend and barely had enough time to blink before she launched herself at him.

"May!" he exclaimed with a laugh as she practically choked him to death. "Nice to see you, too!"

"Brendan!" May exclaimed back before pulling away. "Is everyone else inside?"

"Yeah, they're all in the living room," Brendan answered, and then turned to Drew to greet him. "Hi, Drew! Glad you could make it!"

"Yeah, nice to see you again, Brendan," Drew greeted back with a friendly smile. "How've you been?"

"Let's discuss that inside where we'll be nice and warm, shall we?" May suggested before Brendan could answer, clearly eager to get inside so that she could see her friends.

Neither Brendan nor Drew had a chance to respond before she had the latter by the hand, dragging him inside while the former was left to chuckle and close the door.

"Hey guys, look! May and Drew are here!" Dawn announced happily at the sight of the coordinating couple, nudging Paul, who was sitting beside her on one of the three couches in the living room.

He simply nodded his greeting for the two, while Marina waved and offered a sweet smile from where she sat on the other end of the couch that they shared.

"May, Drew! Nice to see you guys again!" she greeted.

"Hi, May!" Jimmy cried out, waving frantically from where he sat beside Marina.

In the blink of an eye, he leapt up and began to bound over in Drew and May's direction with his arms extended.

May suppressed a laugh as she waved at Jimmy, knowing what was coming.

"Hi, Jimmy!" she greeted, and then clasped her hands together as she took a wide step away from Drew.

The grasshead glanced at her in confusion. He opened his mouth to ask her why she moved, but was cut off when Jimmy suddenly leapt on him and threw his legs around his waist.

Everyone in the room but Paul busted out laughing as Drew widened his eyes. Out of all the possible greetings from May's friends that had gone through his head, he had never expected the one that Jimmy had given him. The guy was straddling him around the waist!

He didn't even know what to do with his arms, which were extended as far away from Jimmy as possible. He shot May a look of desperation, silently begging her to help him with his eyes.

May choked back her laughter as she clutched her stomach. She swore Jimmy was just physically twenty and mentally two most of the time. Marina had warned her that Jimmy had planned a dramatic greeting for Drew, but she hadn't expected him to jump on her boyfriend!

It was all too hilarious; she thought she would die of laughter. She couldn't even bring herself to help out her poor boyfriend until Jimmy finally decided to set himself down on the ground.

"I made a new best friend, guys!" he declared as he threw an arm around Drew's neck. "This one lets me jump on him without calling me mean names!"

Paul ignored the accusing glare that Jimmy shot him by bringing his hot cup of mocha to his lips.

"I don't do affection," he deadpanned before taking a sip.

"You do with Dawn," Jimmy sniffled. "That's not fair."

Dawn snickered and exchanged an amused look with Natalie, who sat on the couch across from hers.

Paul just ignored Jimmy and took another sip of his beverage.

"You're so gay, Jimmy," Cam laughed from where he sat beside his girlfriend.

"I love to love, bro," Jimmy replied simply with a wide grin. He opened his arms as he hurried over to his dark-haired friend. "You want a hug, too?"

Cam leaned in closer to Natalie's side to kick Jimmy away before the guy could get any closer, sending all of their friends into another fit of hysterics. Even Paul cracked a smirk.

"People in this house don't love me, I swear," Jimmy mumbled dejectedly as he plopped himself down beside Marina, who giggled into her palm.

"Nah, man, don't take it that way," Brendan chuckled, and crossed the large living room to sit himself beside Jimmy. He gave his raven-haired friend a comforting pat. "We all love you."

"Aw, you guys see? This is the type of affection that I want and need," Jimmy grinned, and threw his arms around Brendan's neck. "Now, give me a big kiss, Brendy."

"I think I'll let Marina do that, thanks," Brendan insisted as he struggled to shove the guy off of him.

"Oh, but if he wants one from you, Brendan, then by all means, give him one," Marina laughed, pushing herself off of the couch to go sit on the vacant one directly across from the fireplace.

"I'm never opening my mouth again," Brendan mumbled as he grabbed a pillow to ram in between his cheek and Jimmy's lips.

"That's what you get for being so nice," May piped up after her laughter died down. Taking Drew's hand, she led him over to the hallway on the left side of the living room. "We'll be right back, guys. We have to go get our bags to our rooms."

"Ooh, sneaking away so soon?" Jimmy teased, even though his voice was sort of muffled by the pillow. He pulled back to grin mischievously at the two and to make himself clearer. "Don't forget that the girls' rooms are in the west wing and guys' rooms are in the east wing, May."

"Someone chuck a pillow at him for me, please?" May requested, staring at Jimmy through half-lidded eyes.

"Will do," Paul smirked, and immediately threw the pillow that was closest to him at Jimmy, bonking the guy right on the head.

Everyone laughed, while Jimmy grabbed the pillow that Paul threw at him and the pillow that Brendan rammed into his face and shoved them beneath himself so that he was sitting on them.

Natalie shook her head as she slid off the couch to crouch in front of the large wooden coffee table at the middle of the couches. A big white sheet of paper rested on the top, along with two black markers and a pack of multicolored highlighters. She reached for a marker and began to draw nine parallel vertical lines at the center of the paper.

"All joking aside guys. Let's get this out of the way first, shall we?" she suggested as she drew random horizontal lines between the vertical lines.

Marina slid down from the couch and crawled over to the sit beside the petite girl.

"Good idea," she agreed, and grabbed the other black marker. "We need to pick our baker for this year."

"Oh! You guys haven't picked the baker yet?" May asked, obviously excited as she hurried over to sit beside Marina.

Drew followed and sat behind her on one of the couches, watching curiously as Marina began to write one of their names above each of the nine lines. Once she was done with that, she moved down to write "safe" at the end of the lines save for the bottom of the fourth line, where she wrote the word "baker." The whole group had gathered around the table by the time she and Natalie were done with the chart.

"Done. Now, everyone grab a highlighter," Natalie said as she grabbed a yellow one for herself before she passed the pack around.

"Here," May said, handing the pack to Drew after the pack got to her.

Drew reached in and took out the final highlighter.

"What do I do with it?" he asked no one in particular.

"Just start from your name and follow the path of the lines all the way down. If you land on 'baker' then you have to bake cookies for us this year," Dawn instructed. She laughed at his confused expression. "It's our tradition—we do it every year. Here, I'll go first so you can see."

All nine members of the group took their turns highlighting the paths that led from their respective names to their fate at the end of the paths. Drew was thrilled when his path led him to a "safe" fate since he didn't trust his baking skills enough to bake for May's friends, as was Paul, who couldn't (or rather, refused to) bake to save his life.

By the time they were all finished, eight of the nine paths (including Drew's) had led to a "safe" fate. They were all horrified to find that the only one that didn't was none other then Jimmy.

"Yeah! I'm the baker!" Jimmy cheered, throwing his arms in the air as he leapt from the couches and headed into the kitchen. "What kind of cookies do you guys want?"

"Can we go again? We won't get any cookies if Jimmy's the baker this year," Dawn whined.

"Nah, I got this, Dawn! You'll see! You guys just go on ahead and go sledding outside!" the guy called from the kitchen.

"Yeah guys, let's go," Brendan insisted in a low tone so that Jimmy wouldn't hear him. "Let him make his cookies; it's his kitchen that he's going to destroy anyway. We won't have to eat them."

Everyone reluctantly agreed and brought themselves to their feet.

Drew lingered behind with May as they all headed out of the living room to grab their outerwear and sleds. He turned to her with a questioning expression.

"Why are we going sledding while Jimmy bakes cookies?" he asked her.

"It's another one of our stupid Christmas traditions," May laughed, reaching out to grab his hand to lead him out of the living room. "The baker has to stay in the house and make cookies while we all go sledding outside."

"You sure take part in a lot of Christmas traditions, don't you?"

May laughed again and nodded.

Drew smiled at her and came to a stop once they reached a certain part in the hallway, making her stop as well.

"You want to know what my Christmas tradition is?" he asked her when she cocked an eyebrow at him.

"What?" she inquired curiously.

Drew smirked cheekily and slid his thumbs through the belt loops of her jeans to pull her into him. Then, he pointed up to the green plant hanging above their heads.

"Kissing under the mistletoe," he said, and then leaned down to kiss her.

May giggled against his lips, and brought a hand up to cup behind his neck, thoroughly enjoying the kiss. She figured that her friends wouldn't miss her too much if she took a few minutes to enjoy some alone time with Drew.

But of course she wasn't that lucky.

Someone cleared their throat at that moment, making the two of them jump away. They both turned to find Jimmy standing before them with a goofy expression on his face as he clutched a spatula and a wooden spoon in his hands.

"I was just going to ask one of you guys which one of these things I have to use to make the cookie dough," he told them, a sly smile working its way onto his face. "But never mind—I'll leave you two alone. Bye, guys!"

May sighed in frustration as she watched him scurry away.

"Freakin' Jimmy," she muttered.

Author's Note: Don't you just love Jimmy? Such a funny guy. xD Hope you guys had fun reading this chapter! Don't be upset if this chapter didn't have have as much interaction with the gang as you would've liked; they're going to be appearing for the next two or three chapters! Now, with that reassurance, would you pretty please leave a review on your way out? Thank you! :D

By the way, did you guys know what I was talking about when they were picking the baker? I didn't know what the chart that they drew was called, so I described it the best way I could. If you guys are confused, search up 'Big Brain Academy Pathfinder' into Google. The type of chart that they use is what the gang used to determine the baker. :)