Joy danced around the classroom, a master in her element. She helped, consoled, congratulated, and scolded multiple young ones across multiple yards, all in a single breath. Sadness couldn't help but grin as she watched. Sure her wife was beautiful as is, but the grace and ease she exuded while working was like watching a cold marble statue come to life into a warm, caring human being.
But 7 year olds can be crafty little devils. And Joy was only one woman. Unseen by either adult, three of the first graders had gathered themselves in a corner and were whispering a plan to each other. They were smart enough to realize that it would probably get them in trouble, but the ends justified the means.
One of the students asks Joy to come help with her paper Santa, leading her closer to the door. Once they were close enough, the other student in on the plan rolls a ping pong ball right under Joy's foot, and Joy goes careening down.
Right into Sadness's arms.
Before either of them can say or do a anything, the third delinquent shouts "Mistletoe!"
Sadness and Joy look up. Sure enough, a paper mistletoe was taped above their heads. All the students sat expectantly.
"Sneaky little devils." Sadness muttered, her mouth already closing in on Joy's.
"Oh you have no idea." Joy replied before the distance between them closed and they shared a private kiss in a very public place.