Greg and Patty were throwing snowballs at each other in the yard, and laughing, when a car horn honked and a Buick pulled up into the Heffleys drive.

"Oh great." Greg muttered, looking over at his aunt getting out of the passenger side door along with his cousin and Uncle on the other.

Patty took her chance to throw a snowball right in the middle back of his brown-haired head.

"Ow!" Greg declared, rubbing the back of his head, and turning towards her, "Wha-" little did he get to finish his sentence before another snowball hit the front of his face smack dab in the middle of his upper nose, and some in his eyes.

"Hahahaha!" Patty began laughing, "Heffley, you should have seen the look on your face. "Oh, that was so funny!"

"You think that's funny, huh?" He asked with a sly look on his face.

"Well, duh I do?" She smiled smugly.

He nodded, standing up with his hands in the air as defeat. "I have to help my aunt. . ."

Patty looked over towards his family, "Oh, okay. Sorry for embarrassing you in front of them." She said, smiling with a smug look still on her face.

When she wasn't looking though Greg came running towards her, "Hey, Patty!"

She turned around towards him and he took her down onto the snowy ground, and sat on top of her.

Then started flinging snow at her face. She was laughing hysterically, telling him to stop. "Ahh, hahaha, stop, hahaha!"

Than came over a boy around Greg's age to help her, "Hey, you need help fair maiden?"

Patty and Greg looked up at him.

"Whoa!" Patty said in a whisper. Greg shook his head, "I know, it's scary, right?"

Patty nodded, "Yes, he's so cute!" Greg looked over at her stunned at first, then laughed, "Ha ha, really funny Patty!"

"I'm not joking, Heffley, he's good-looking." she gave what she thought was her best smile at the his cousin. "Yes, I'd love some!"

He pushed a dumbfounded Greg out-of-the-way, and helped up a smitten Patty Farrell.

They were half way inside the house and they seemed to be chatting and laughing.

Greg just sat there in the cold snow after them. "But, . . he looks just like me!"

"Not entirely, he has hair that is greased back with hair mouse. And he is dressed way nicer, but other than that, yes my brother, he is practically your twin."

Greg turned to see Rodrick leaning on his van, smirking down at him, "Why so stunned, chum?"

"Shut up Rodrick. . ." Greg growled, looking back over at them, "Why would she like a guy who looks just like me, it's weird?!" he just kept on staring, "And Rodrick, it's Mousse."

"Shut up, mouse!" Rodrick stated, kicking him like real brother on the back.

Rodrick leaned forward and looked down at Greg's face. He chuckled, shaking his head and sat down next to him. "Greg, let me give you some brotherly advice."

Greg just kept on looking over at the two, like he couldn't pry his eyes away, "What?"

"Just tell Patty that you like her or something."

Greg jumped up, "What?! I never said that! That's gross, and weird?!" Greg kicked Rodrick in the leg, and walked off"Why is he always so gross?" he muttered, walking past Patty and his cousin, Freddie.

He looked back at them, "Patty, aren't you coming inside to play some video games?" Greg asked her, taking her hand and pulling her with him.

She glared at him, than smiled back at his twin cousin, "Um, yeah, I actually want to do that for just like, a couple of minutes." She smiled back at Freddie as Greg pulled her along.

"Okay, but why you would want to play those icky things, it makes no sense to me what so ever."

The Evil twin Freddie said, nose high in the air.

Greg shuttered, he was saving Patty by making her play video games.

Sure she would tell Frankie that he was a loser for not liking video games, Greg looked back at Patty's reaction.

She seemed calm, and smiled sweetly at him, "I guess we all have different things we like."

Greg snickered at this, than went quiet once he saw her glaring at him, "Heffley, shut up and just play some Zelda with me please!"

Greg agreed still smiling as they sat down and started it.

They were half way through the middle of the game when Freddie interrupted, "Gregory, your mother said that you and Patty, and I and your bother and his girlfriend" Rodrick came towards him, ready for the kill when Gracie just grabbed him, and pulled him back, "- may open one present tonight."

Freddie finished, smiling at the two very focused players. "Whatever." Greg muttered.

"Of course, thanks Freddie." Patty said, giggling and giving him a quick kiss on the cheek.

Greg, now unfocused by his video game, looked back and forth at Freddie and Patty.

"Why would you kiss my cousin, sick!" Greg whispered to her when Freddie was gone, feeling a little sick himself.

Patty frowned, "It was only on the cheek. Why does it matter?"

Greg got up off the floor, and walked away from his character Link, and from Patty. "It doesn't, I'm going to go get something to eat."

"Greg! What are you doing?! At least pause it!" Patty growled, pausing it.

"What the heck man!" She said, coming after him, "We coul-"

Greg looked annoyed and like something hit him in the gut.

"Hey, whats wrong?" Patty asked, face starting to turn in concern.

"Nothing, I think I'm just hungry." Greg replied back, he was a little confused to by how he was feeling.

Patty was just his. . .fri-enemy, who was slowly turning into a friend.

This was weird. . .?

"Wait!" Susan shouted over at them, holding Manny. "It's the misletoe!"

Greg and Patty looked up at the red dangling thing up above both of them.

Greg squirmed. And Patty looked red. "I don't want to!" They both said, and they both meant it also.

"Well, a kiss on the check won't hurt." Greg's aunt said, smiling softly down at them.

Patty quickly came forward and kissed Greg on the cheek, and she walked away just as quickly.

Greg felt his heart beat speed up when she'd kissed him.

"What in the world am I thinking?" Greg said, scratching his head, walking away in the opposite way of Patty.

Freddie stood in his way to his room.

"What do you need Freddie?" Greg asked nicely, but in his head he was shoving him out of the way and then his dog would poop on Freddie's head. He chuckled at the thought.

"Gregory, I am sorry to say that I will be taking Patty as my girlfriend, and I'm asking you nicely to step back and away from her." He told Greg.

Greg gave his famous look of disgust and confusion, "Why in the world would I want Patty Farrell as my, ick, girlfriend." Than he looked back at Patty, then back at his cousin " And why would you? You are only thirteen."

Freddie smiled, "Glad we have an understanding on the part about Patty. But about the age part, it is something you'd have to figure out for yourself. But I'll give you a hint. It's when you start to realize that a girl is a girl, and good looking one at that." Freddie laughed, patting Greg's shoulder as he walked around him.

Greg looked back at him, "I can't believe not only is he related to me, he looks like me too! How awful!" he shook his head as he walked back up towards his room, and jumped right into his bed. "What a jerk. . ." he mumbled, "Why would Patty like him. . .?" He wondered, starting to write in his journal. "Stupidity is what it must be, because he looks exactly like me!"

"Not exactly. -" Rodrick started to say.

"GO AWAY, RODRICK!" Greg shouted, throwing his pillow at him.

"Wow, someone is on their period!" Rodrick said, throwing the pillow back at him.

R&r please and thank you! :)

A/N: Hope none of you hate me for this. But I know when I had a crush on a guy, I would still be his friend and we'd still hang out. It's just the start of realizing you like some one is sort of smack in the face sometimes, sort of like Greg, Patty and Freddie thing.

Again, hoping none are mad with this. Because it will still be more friend ship than anything. Had to type this in a hurry, because I have to leave to go to Grandparents house for Christmas Eve! Merry Christmas everyone! ~Justanothergirl~