It's been a while. I hate being too busy to write. I'm actually beginning this one while my sisters are upstairs with our friend who's sleeping over. It's eleven-thirty at night, I might add. I need to get something published before 2010! Anyway, this is a late Christmas drabble, for your reading pleasure. Written as I'm typing.
Disclaimer: I don't own Beyblade.
Enjoy!
Merriest Christmas of All
Saintly snowflakes float onto the frosty ground as horse hooves mark it temporarily. Their lucky shape is but a momentary imprint in winter's magical dust storm.
Flakes fly in a frenzy, settling in a dainty layer on hair and eyelashes, fleece coats and blankets draped across laps, shimmering manes and red velvet reigns.
Icy breezes chill to the bone and the pair moves closer, sharing body heat. They intertwine their arms, cuddling together in the sleigh under the luminescent moonlight.
Rather suddenly their attention is drawn to a small berried plant dangling above their heads. They've stopped underneath a trellis, surrounded by naught but a flurry-filled field.
Awkward smiles are exchanged and mouths crowned with holly berry red lips near each other. Breath becomes a cloudy curtain between the two as they wait, expectant, beneath the mistletoe.
A plunge is taken after a deep inhalation by both parties of Jack Frost's prized Christmas Eve air. Lips move with the same cheer and wonder that the holidays bring.
They pull apart smiling; he all dimples and freckles, her all cheekbones and blush. They wish each other Merry Christmas, and many, many more.
Her head takes his shoulder, his head takes her head, and they ride towards home, both finally content.
For every year after, they'd repeat their journey, preserving not just any Christmas spirit, but the spirit of a couple's first Christmas together. For that's the merriest Christmas of all.
A/N: I was going to maybe write a poem, but that's pretty much impossible for a spur of the moment thing. Maybe next year I'll be more on top of things, or maybe not. Well, anyway, that's why it may sound a bit poetic.
I wanted it to sound a little magical and dreamlike, as well. I think I've achieved that to one degree or another. You can interpret it as you wish as far as whether it was actually a dream, a fantasy, or reality.
This makes me want to celebrate Christmas all over again.
Anyway, Merry Christmas, however belated it may be. Depending on how my time goes, I may be able to post a New Year's drabble sometime before it's actually here.
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