Summary: As a Christmas Masquerade ball approaches the Ducks and the others in their circle start to see their real life masks are starting to slip.

A/N: So, here's another Duck Watch story! Please review it!

Disclaimer: I own nothing


Seasons Greetings!

Christmas break is coming up, but first we have the Christmas dance. Our queen bee had been terribly busy getting ready for that. Busy enough that our Captain has been on his own a whole lot more. Of course he's never quite aloneā€¦

Really, I'm OK with exes being friends. But are we really all pretending that we didn't see what we saw at that lacrosse party months ago? Apparently everyone is though.

That same party brought about a new member of the crowd. Can we talk about this guy? Kind of skinny and adorable, always with our Kitty Cat, but I'm not sure what their story is.

Of course as much as we know the Captain and his ex skater are now friends, Cat and her bash aren't, although there has been significant looks shared between them.

This just in! Christmas dance has a masquerade theme. I think someone has deception on the brain. No reason not to hide, right?


Annie Bryant walked into her dorm room and looked at her roommates, Julie Gaffney and Tammy Duncan. Julie was sitting at her desk, with a book and notebook. Tammy was in bed and had the covers over her head. She'd probably been out late. Annie hadn't even slept in their room, instead opting to stay at her boyfriend Adam Banks's house, while his parents were away.

"Morning," Julie said casually.

"Good morning," Annie said. "Morning Tammy," Tammy grunted and rolled over. "What was she up to?"

"Apparently she and Monique and the bash brothers went crazy last night," Julie said simply. Annie had noticed that Julie either said "Dean and her" or "Monique and him," she never made references to their names together.

"What did you do?" Annie asked.

"Pierce and I watched a movie," she shrugged.

"Did he ask you?" Annie said. Julie shook her head. "Well, you're still going to come right?"

"To the great masquerade?" Julie said. "I'll pass." Annie looked at her. "I'm not going by myself."

"Go with one of the Ducks then," Annie said. "You have to go!"

"No, I really don't," Julie said. "I don't want to go with anyone but Pierce, and he hasn't asked me."

"You could ask him," Annie tried.

"Could you two shut up?" Tammy groaned. "Or at least stop shouting?" The other two girls giggled. "You could ask him, Julie, it wouldn't be pathetic."

"I mean, he hasn't even made a move on me," Julie said. "He's never touched me, except for a hug every now and then."

"Maybe he's gay," Tammy sat up and hugged her knees.

"I'm not attracted to gay guys," Julie said. "That's you."


Carlyle Walton sat in the library opposite her boyfriend Charlie Conway. He was studying and she was looking over an account book. She looked at him and then looked down again. Then he looked up. They both had been feeling out of sync lately. There was a time when they had been able to breath in perfect harmony.

"So do you want to go shopping for masks tonight?" She asked.

"For what?" He asked.

"For the dance," she said. "It's a masquerade, remember I told you."

"Oh right," he said. "I can't tonight, I have to meet with coach about some stuff, you know, before break."

"Sure," she nodded.

"I'm sorry, I wasn't thinking," He said. "We can go tomorrow."

"Whatever," she shrugged.

"Carlyle," he said, "I mean it, we'll go. I know it's important to you." She nodded again. "Sweetheart," he said. "Are you OK?"

"I'm fine," she said. "I'll see you for dinner?" She stood up.

"You bet," he kissed her softly. "Where are you headed?"

"Just to the stable," she said. "I want to say goodbye to Juno before they ship her back to Virginia for break. They're sending her in the morning."

"OK," he kissed her again. "I love you."

"I love you too," she said. She walked outside to the stable and then to her horse, Juno's, stall. She pet her nose and giggled as she nuzzled her. "It'll only be a week baby." She kissed her star.

"Oh, good," she turned and smiled seeing Dwayne Robertson walk up. "I wasn't sure if she was going down today or tomorrow. Thought I'd missed her." Juno immediately tried to push Carlyle out of the way to get to Dwayne. Carlyle laughed.

"She likes you better than me," Carlyle said, as Dwayne offered the horse some sugar.

"It's because I spoil her," he winked. She smiled. "I'm gonna miss her, even if it is just for a few weeks."

"Yeah," Carlyle said. "But I'd miss her more if I had to ride one of my brother's horses at home. Jacob's aren't as disciplined as Juno." He nodded. "So, did you buy your ticket yet?"

"What ticket?" He asked. "I've had my ticket home for a month."

"No silly," she laughed. "For the dance!"

"Oh yeah," he said. "Nah, I wasn't planning on going." She frowned. "I don't have a date Carlyle," she looked at him.

"Well, I can fix that," she shrugged and they started walking back to school. "I can totally find you a date! It'll be so fun!"

"Carlyle, I really don't want to go with some girl you terrified into going with me," he shook his head. Really, he didn't want to go with anyone but Carlyle. But he couldn't say that, Carlyle was going out with Charlie. They could flirt in the stable, but that was as far as anything between them could ever go.

"No," she said. "It's unacceptable if you don't come," she slid her arm through his. "I'll find someone perfect for you!" He smiled. He'd already found that someone.


Connie Moreau laughed feeling Guy Germaine wrap his arms around her waist. She was in a costume shop with him, and she was holding up a mask and looking in the mirror.

"So what's the deal with this thing anyway?" He asked.

"Well, Carlyle's never met a theme she couldn't just run away with," Connie laughed. "It should be fun." She stopped. "This one for you," she grabbed a small half mask in the same blue as Guy's eyes. He laughed and slid it on. "Very sexy." They kissed.

"What are you getting?" He asked.

"Oh Carlyle said she'd take care of it," Connie shrugged. "And that you should just be in a tux with a mask."

"Won't that be fun," He said. "How am I supposed to know it's you?"

"I think you'll be able to figure it out," she giggled and kissed him again.


Dean Portman was sitting at lunch trying to tune out as Monique spoke. The girl was insanely hot, but any time she talked too much, he got annoyed. They really didn't have much in common beyond sex.

"So, what do you think?" She asked.

"Uh, it sounds good," he nodded. He had no idea what she was asking him.

"Good," she smiled. "I'll pick out our costumes then. I am so glad you are taking me to my first American dance." She kissed him on the cheek.

"Whoa, Monique, babe," he said. "I don't really do the whole costume thing." The closest he'd ever gotten was when he wore a Superman tee shirt under a suit with glasses on Halloween last year. That was for Julie.

"But for me, mon chere?" She pouted. "I promise, it will be worth your while." She nipped his ear teasingly.

"Sure baby," he said and kissed her. Monique smiled. Having Dean to play with made life fun. Otherwise she was sure she would be completely bored here. For a boy who had only had one other lover he was very skilled.


Hide behind your masks, but you know I'll see what's underneath! Keep your eyes peeled!


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