It was two days before Christmas and Peter was sure he had never been this excited. He had always wanted to have a big family to celebrate the holidays with, but had never had the opportunity. This year Ava, Danny, Luke and Sam were all spending Christmas with him. They had tried to hide it, but he knew that they were all secretly glad to have people to celebrate Christmas with. He hummed with contentment. Every year he waited until the last possible moment to find gifts for people; this year he had gotten them way ahead of time. No way would he be caught unprepared.
He bounced around the house singing off-tune Christmas carols as he hung lights from every available surface. Aunt May wasn't home, so he used his Spidey powers to string lights in unbelievable ways and places. He hung stars on the walls and placed mini elves on the kitchen counters.
He suddenly picked up a slight change in the air. He became instantly alert, pausing with a plush Santa in one hand and a plastic reindeer in another. He had been sure no one was home.
"Why are you here?" Peter asked, directing his voice to nowhere in particular.
A familiar shape stepped out of the shadows.
"The joyful energy you are exuding was calling to me. Do you wish for assistance?"
Peter grinned and began stringing tinsel across the ceiling. "Of course! Can you do colors? We only have white lights."

Danny frowned. "What do you mean, 'do colors'?
Peter looked at the floor guiltily. "I may or may not have stolen your blood sample from biology lab."
Danny shook his head, frowning. "Peter, you cannot even steal pizza from the refrigerator without Aunt May finding out; how did you take an ounce of blood from under my nose."
Peter twisted a strand of tinsel around his finger. "Sam did it for me, but don't worry, I took some from everybody. That's probably why you never got your blood test results back."
Danny looked shocked. "I thought I just had hard blood to decode."
Peter rolled his eyes and came down from the ceiling. "Really Danny, it's been three months. You're Type AB positive."
Danny sighed happily. "Oh good, I was very worried that perhaps I did not have a type. Now how do I do the lights?"

Peter folded Danny's hand until only the index finger was sticking out. "Now activate your Iron Fist."
Danny obeyed.
"Good, now just walk around the room and touch the lights. Just think of different colors." Apparently Peter thought Danny had understood, for he sprung back onto the ceiling and resumed his decorating.

Danny concentrated hard. Surely he would have known if he had another use for his power. And he certainly would have found out before Peter did. Green. He thought. Bright, neon, green.. He gasped. His hand lit up, almost blinding him with the brightness. Instead of the usual amber yellow; his whole hand was glowing a beautiful, vibrant, green.

Danny stared wonder. It was a most useless power, but could be very entertaining. I want red. A happy, cheerful red that will bring us together. His hand shifted to a darker hue and he held it up with a childish joy. He began thinking of color after color, flashing through the rainbow with incredible speeds. He laughed out loud. This was fun, and it felt like it had been a long time since he had done something simply for the joy of it.

Peter hopped down from his perch on the ceiling, and watched Danny almost giggling with glee. He was glad Danny was able to find something simple that gave him happiness. Too often the K'un-Lun hero took it upon himself to keep others happy and never allowed himself the same pleasure.

Danny took his now blue hand and grasped one of the lights. It slowly turned to a beautiful ocean blue. The teen looked at Peter with awe. "How did you know I could do this?"

"After I was able to attain access to your blood sample," Peter rubbed the back of his head apologetically. "I was able to cross-reference your DNA with some S.H.I.E.L.D files I found when I was helping Doctor Connors. It turns out your Iron Fist is not just iron; it can also transfer energy to different things. I thought it was pretty cool."
Danny smiled as he touched the next light, turning it a splendid shade of orange. "I must admit, I do not see how this could benefit us in a fight, but-" Danny broke off to touch another light slightly higher up. "It is very amusing."
Peter grinned. "I think your energy transfer can only work with things that can conduct energy. Things like gold, wire, and most electronics should be fine. I bet you could even use it on people."

For the next hour they worked in a companionable silence each of them content with their jobs.
Soon after they had finished, Peter with the ceiling and Danny with the lights; Sam, Luke, and Ava came tramping in.
Peter squealed. "Be careful! You're tracking snow all over the floor!"
Ava flicked his ear. "Relax mama bear, we'll clean it up."
Luke took off his boots and put a large amount of packages on the table. "All the things we need for Christmas cookies."
Meanwhile, Sam was walking around touching the decorations. "Wow guys! This looks, like, totally amazing! How'd you get colored lights; I thought you only had white?"

Danny smiled. "I want to show you something, my friends." Danny lit his hand. "Look what Peter taught me to do." Danny reached out his hand focusing on the energy coming from his friends. As usual, Ava seemed to have the most. The blonde teen grinned, intent on mischief for the first time in his life.
"Ava, hold out your hand."
She eyed him distrustfully, but decided to stick it out anyway. Danny waved his arms in the air. "Sihir kepada cahaya!" Then, with great caution he slowly brought his hands down to hover over Ava's.
Peter gave him a questioning glance. Danny shook his head, begging him to go along with his eyes. Peter played along; it wasn't often Danny did something just to be mischievous. Pete figured he'd better ride this new wave while it lasted.

"Very good Danny," Peter said. "Now clap your hands together."
Danny winked at him and did as his 'teacher' commanded. As Danny clapped his hands over Ava's, she gradually began to turn from a light tanned color into a shimmering navy blue.
She shrieked and jumped away from Danny. "What did you do?"
Peter's lips twitched and Luke looked like he was holding an elephant in his lungs.
Sam struggled to maintain his composure. "Why the long face Ava? Are you feeling a little blue?"

And with that comment they were gone, crying with laughter. After a few minutes even Ava joined in and laughed until her stomach hurt. The team rolled around on the floor like children watching a slap-stick comedy. It wasn't Ava's color that had them laughing, although that was most certainly a part of it. They were laughing because they hadn't laughed in so long, that once they started they couldn't stop. It felt so good to be happy, and none of them wanted it to end.