Title: Yuletide Night

Author: Smenzer

Rating: PG

Pairing: Ares/Gabrielle

Archive: Yes, please. Let me know if you take it, OK?

Teaser: Ares visits Gabrielle on Yuletide Night

Disclaimer: The characters are not mine. They belong to Studios USA or

Whoever owns the Rights to Xena: Warrior Princess.

Twas the night before Yuletide, when all through Greece

Not a hydra was stirring, not even a nymph;

The gauntlets were hung by the chimney with care,

In hopes that the War God soon would be there

Gabrielle was nestled all snug in her bed

While visions of Ares danced through her head

And Joxer in his nightie and Xena in her cap

Had just settled down for a long winter's nap

From out on the lawn there arose such a clatter

Gabrielle sprung from her bed to see what was the matter

Away to the window she flew with a flash

Tore open the curtains and pushed up the sash

Selene on the breast of the new fallen snow

Gave the lustre of mid day to objects below

When, what to her wondering eyes should appear

But a black chariot and eight tiny reindeer!

With an Olympian driver, so lively and quick

She knew it a moment it must be Ares!

More rapid than Pegasus his courses they came

And he lightninged and shouted and called them by name



To the top of the porch, to the top of the wall

Now dash away dash away dash away all

As dry leaves before the wild huricane flies

When they meet with an obstacle mount to the sky

So up to the farm house the courses they flew

With the chariot full of swords and Ares, too!

And then, in a moment, she heard on the roof

The prancing and pawing of each little hoof

As Gabrielle drew in her head and was turning around

Down THROUGH the roof Ares came with a crash!

He was dressed in black leather from his head to his foot

And his clothes were dusty with pieces of roof

A bundle of weapons he had flung on his back

And he looked like Autolycus opening his sack!

His eyes, how they simmered, his laugh, how scary!

His cheeks were hairy, his nose NOT like a cherry

His droll little mouth was puckered up to kiss

And the beard on his chin was as black as Tarturas

The handle of his sword he held tight in his hand

And he twirled it around his body like a wreath

He had a broad face and strong muscles

That flexed when he moved like a black panther

He was lean and muscular, a right Olympian God

And Grabrielle grinned in spite of herself

A wink of his eye and a twist of his head

Let her know she had nothing to dread

His spoke not a word but went straight to his work

And filled all the gauntlets, then turned with a jerk

After kissing Gabrielle right under her nose

He vanished with a blue flash!

He sprang to his chariot, to his team gave an order

And away they all flew like the magical phoenix

But she heard him exclain as he drove out of sight

Happy Yuletide to all and to all a good-night!