A/N: Hello, sorry it's a bit late. But better late than never. Right? I may be the only one that gets this, but that's okay. Enjoy anyway!
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A gentle, loving kiss between the elder couple of the Cullen coven under the mistletoe came to an abrupt halt, when a boisterous, fun-loving vampire planted sloppy kisses on the cheeks of his parents as he came through the front door. He moved lithely in between the pair and slow jogged toward the stairs.

"Where did you go Emmett?" Esme asked, curiosity getting the better of her.

"Out."

The answer was brief and hardly eased their concerns, so Carlisle was blunt, "Why do you have mistletoe taped to the back of your pants?"

Emmett shrugged nonchalantly, "Spreading Christmas cheer."