Author's Note: It makes me sad that Season 2 of OBX hasn't started yet, because do y'all know how inspired I would be?

Instead, I will have to reach deep within myself and drag out some inspiration by the teeth. Let's see how I do lol.

"Imagine living in a place where there was actually snow at Christmas," JJ snorted. He was lying on one hammock swing, kicking an increasingly annoyed Kiara in the back to rock himself to and fro.

"We should get some of that fake snow off of Amazon and throw it around everyone," Sarah mused, giggling. She was currently a little drunk and half sprawled across John B's lap. He was sitting on a fallen log at the outskirts of the beach and Sarah held herself up with one arm around his shoulders, the other trailing in the sand.

"So much waste," Kiara grumbled before whipping around to glare at JJ. "Okay, would you stop?"

"Oop, JJ, you just poked Mama Bear," Pope teased.

"Did you just say oop?" John B snickered.

"And I oop!" Sarah exclaimed, still giggling.

Kiara rolled her eyes, not in the mood for their shenanigans, and purposefully walked to the other side of their little campfire circle so that JJ couldn't bother her anymore (at least not physically).

"Kieeee…" he wined, pouting. "Now how am I supposed to rock?"

Kiara shrugged at him, not caring all that much.

"Anyway," JJ continued. "Do y'all ever feel like it's just not Christmas? There's no snow, there's no pine trees, Santa would have to wear shorts to avoid heat exhaustion, and-"

"And there's no mistletoe!" Sarah interrupted, sitting up so fast she almost slammed her forehead into John B's chin.

He reeled slightly and caught himself with a hand planted on the sand behind him. "Hey, if it's mistletoe you want, I'm sure I can work something out," he teased, grinning toothily at her.

"New mission!" JJ declared, sticking his finger in the air. "Find some mistletoe for John B and Sarah! And for me and-"

"Stop talking right now," Kiara interrupted firmly.

He winked at her and swung his legs over the side of the hammock before getting all the way to his feet. "What could we use…?" he mused, glancing around him. "Hmm…"

Sarah watched him with a wide smile, somehow biting her lip at the same time without diminishing the light of it. JJ hauled Pope up to help him in his mission and the two of them began to hunt around.

"What are you guys even looking for?" John B asked curiously, missing Sarah's contact now that she had stopped laying on his lap and putting his arm around her.

"A rare mistletoe in its native habitat," Pope replied in his best nature-documentary voice.

Kiara was unable to resist a laugh at that and jumped up to root around in the bushes with them. "This'd make a good one," she proclaimed with a slightly demonic grin, lifting up the object she'd found.

"Kie." JJ let out a long-suffering sigh. "That is a rock."

The grin widened. "I know," Kiara replied. "You could attach it to a string and then when the kissing gets too passionate you drop it on their head."

"You have a sick mind," JJ declared, but threw his arm around her shoulders. "And I love it."

Kiara gave her hair a playful toss.

"There's no mistletoe in the woods," Sarah sighed. She lounged against John B's shoulder. "My dreams of mistletoe kisses are ruined. Take me home, handsome steed."

John B shrugged. "Your wish is my command."

"Bro, you are so whipped," Pope teased, laughing, as John B got to his feet and heaved Sarah into arms bridal style.

"Indeed I am," John B agreed easily. "See y'all later."

They said their goodnights and John B and Sarah walked off (or… John B walked off with Sarah still attached to him).

Kiara tossed her rock over her shoulder and it landed in the wood with the sound of breaking branches. "You know what we should do?" she asked.

"Stay up all night and get super high?" JJ questioned with a wide-grin.

Kiara considered for a second. "No. Well…. no. No. What we should do is head to the store and get us some mistletoe."

"Your wish is my command," Pope said in a goofy voice and a bow, echoing John B from earlier as he followed Kiara across the sand and towards their van so they could drive into town.

So it was that the next day, John B and Sarah walked into the Chateaux to be stopped by JJ's, "Ah, ah, ah… Look up!"

Exchanging glances, Sarah and John B stared above them to find a generously sized clump of mistletoe pinned haphazardly to the ceiling with scotch tape.

Sarah's jaw dropped with a mix of amusement, shock, and joy and she turned to John B, beaming. He rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly, then shrugged and pulled her into his chest to give her a long kiss.

To Kiara's credit, she did not throw a rock at them.

The mistletoe did fall on their heads, though.

Author's Note: That was probably the funniest chapter of M w/ M that I have ever written XD This group is just a catalyst for humor and I love it.