Fairly Odd Countdown Calendar

I don't own Fairly Odd Parents. Butch Hartman does.

Pairing: Juandissimo x Cupid.

Prompt: Mistletoe.

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Cupid should've been far too used to his boyfriend waking him up by now, but that didn't stop him from practically jumping out of his skin when he heard his name being quietly called and had rolled over, only to see a large pair of purple eyes staring at him. The God of Love huffed as he sat up, "Are you trying to kill me?"

"No." Juandissimo replied, a little smirk practically embedded on his face.

"Well, don't scare me like that." There was a brief pause before Cupid frowned, "You look too happy."

"Can a man not look happy to see the love of his life?"

"Juan, we live together. You see me every day."

"Uh-huh."

"…Why are you so happy?"

It took Cupid a moment to process that Juandissimo's smirk had now widened. It took another for him to realize the Spaniard was holding something above them. Cupid's blue eyes - still half-lidded in drowsiness - trailed upwards - "Seriously?"

Above the space between them, Juandissimo held a sprig of mistletoe between his thumb and index finger. The God looked back at the fairy, "Really?"

"Si." Juandissimo nodded, looking absolutely delighted with himself. Sneaky little…

"Didn't you try something like this last year?" Cupid asked, remembering full-well that, during their first Christmas together, Juandissimo had placed a sprig of mistletoe in every available place so, no matter where Cupid went, he would be under a piece of the plant. The Spaniard certainly took advantage of this tradition. "Well…at least you're being subtle about it this year…" Cupid looked Juandissimo in the eye, "Joke's on you: I don't celebrate Christmas."

"You did last year."

"Well, yeah, but that's because you shoved it in my face and forced me to."

"I did nothing of the sort."

"Whatever." Cupid grumbled (wasn't much of a morning person) as he turned to lay down again. Honestly, his first day off in Gods know how long and Juandissimo just had to wake him up for a silly trick. It was a sweet thought, he supposed, but he had just hoped to have a long rest today.

Before he could lay down and get comfortable, however, Juandissimo tapped his shoulder. Cupid glared at him as Juandissimo gestured to the plant, "Uh, Cupido, are you forgetting?"

Cupid huffed. Alright, if it meant he could go back to sleep… "Fine. Come here."

Juandissimo smiled widely and leaned down to him. Cupid put a hand on the back of the Spaniard's head to bring him down quicker and the two shared a sweet kiss. Juandissimo threw the little sprig away as Cupid pulled back, breaking the kiss, "There. You got your kiss. Now, I may not know much about Christmas, but I do know that one piece equals one kiss." He gave the Spaniard a know-it-all smirk, "You're outta luck, bub."

"Ah. Think so?"

"Yup. Can I go back to sleep now?" He turned to lay down again before Juandissimo gently took hold of his bicep.

"Hold on a second, mi amor. You have to carry out tradition."

"I did." Cupid said.

"Only one."

The God sat against the headboard and raised an eyebrow, "There's another tradition?"

"No. I mean we have only kissed under one sprig."

"There's another?"

Juandissimo grinned at him, "Mira hacia el techo."

"What?"

"Look at the ceiling."

Cupid looked up, then immediately frowned, "Oh, seriously?!"

Above them, the ceiling was completely covered in green from all the sprigs of mistletoe hanging by little strings. Cupid looked at Juandissimo, who was only grinning in delight, "You're such a creep."

"A creep who desires to carry out tradition."

"How many are there?!"

Juandissimo pointed at them, pretending to count, "Uno, dos…Six-hundred…"

"Six-hundred?!" Cupid exclaimed, "Where do you even - I don't wanna know." The God huffed, blowing a strand of air out of his eyes, "You realize we're gonna be here all day."

"Exactly."

"Oh…fine. But afterwards, you better let me - Mm!"

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Author's note:

Get used to it, Cupid. He's gonna do this every year.

Every. Year.