Author's Note: Just FLUFF. Which I could really use this christmas, cause it looks as if my REAL christmas is going to be just as bad as my fictional one here...
Dedicated to LadySparrowJack, cause she asked. ;)
"Cold, just FUCKING cold!" The words hissed out from chattering teeth.
"Bet yer glad yer not in Alaska now, ain't ye?" The smugness in that tone was enough to drive anyone crazy.
I lay in my bed, listening to this, watching the bright, full moon light drifting in through the blinds on my window. There was a muffled smack and then a muttered 'oww..' I sighed and shook my head, getting out of bed and it WAS cold!
Grab my shawl off the back of my antique rocking chair, I threw it around my shoulders and went over to the window, raising the blinds. Two faces stared back up at me and could only blink and shake my head.
"We forgot our keys!" Jack called up, looking sheepish. I just stared down at him with a netural gaze.
"Hey sweet cheeks...mind letting us in?" Sands asked, giving me a charming grin, through the shivering.
I shook my head, opening the window. "What are you doing out there, anyway, Sheldon?" I asked him, before glancing at Jack, "Jack?"
Jack just gave me a sheepish grin. I shook my head a third time and went over to my door that opens up to the outside and side porch, where the boys were. Both scrambled around to the door and came in. Jack kissed me on the cheek while Sands shook the snow out of his hair.
"Thanks, mon cher." Jack said with a crooked grin.
"What were you two doing out there?" I asked again, eyeing them.
"Oh, nothing much." Sands said with a shrug. Jack shrugged as well.
"You two just wanted to go out in the snow for no reason?" I asked with a raised eye brow.
"Something like that." Jack said, heading for my bed room door. "I'll catch ya later," he said with a wink before departing.
I knew right then, they had been up to something, something they shouldn't have been up too. I turned and looked at Sands who just grinned back. Narrowing my eyes, I gave him a look. "I don't need this right now, the holidays are already looking bad enough, with out you and Jack getting into trouble!" I snapped irritably. Sands just stood there and shrugged, his hands in his coat pockets.
The wonderful thing about my relationship with Sheldon is he can take my mood swings with ease, letting them pass with out bothering him. Thankfully, Jack and Corso are the same way. Fred can usually let it slip too. The others...well it usually makes them cringe with I use this tone, and I end up feeling guilty.
"We weren't doing anything, baby doll, and that's the truth." Sands said again, going over to my bed and sitting down. I should have realized, right there, that was a lie...but I didn't
I had crawled back on to my bed behind him as he lit a cigarette. I moved the blankets and snuggled under them, as my room was still rather chilly. "I really hope not, Sheldon. This is going to be a bad enough christmas as it is, with out any family, friends..or money." I muttered, watching him.
It was going to be a bad year. I couldn't go home to my parents, because one, they wouldn't be there(they were going to see my brother...in africa) and two, I didn't have the money. All my so called friends(I'd been at war with them lately...) were going some where as well. And I didn't have the money. So I was stuck here, in my house, with all my muses, and we didnt' even have a tree!
It's not that I didn't love the boys, they all were special and always managed to keep me happy. And I knew they probably all had gifts for me as well, but...like I said, I didn't have any money. And I'd been moody and depressed about this, for the last couple of days. And Christmas was two days away...infact, tomorrow was Christmas Eve!
After a long period of silence, Sands snubbed out his cigarette, kicked off his boots and stretched out beside me. I sighed as he wrapped his arms around me. "Don't worry about Christmas, sweets, it'll turn out fine." He whispered in my ear, kissing my neck. I snuggled against him for warmth, and he dragged the blanket up higher on the both of us, holding me. "Get some sleep, things'll be fine in the morning, I promise." He said softly as I shut my eyes.
Oh, how he was SO wrong...