So, now I'm just going to have some fun while writing the last stuff... (and I'll probably be sick from eating too many gingercookies, but who cares ;) they taste good!)

On the upper floors a small group of four mutant teenagers were for the moment struggling with to fit themselves, a Christmas tree, three huge trays of food they had nicked in the kitchen, and about four of bags with nicely wrapped presents into an elevator. They were failing quite miserably.

In the end Piotr gave up;

"You girls go ahead with the presents and the food; we'll have to wait here with the tree."

Realising he probably had a point they pushed the tree out again, put it next to the elevator and brushed the green nails off of their clothes as the doors closed.

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Down in his office the Professor was suddenly hit by a very unpleasant discover, as he checked through the mansion for any trouble or sadness among the students; Warren's mind were still down in the room where they had put him and John, but Jean had said she had "finished the Pyro off"… Why was the young Worthington down there now?

Doing a quick scanning of the mansion he found Jean, sulking over a glass of sherry (about half of the present she'd hoped she'd get was for that Mystique-bitch!), and the Professor couldn't help but t chuckle when she yelled at him for making her drop her drink, right into her lap!

He then outright asked her if she'd made sure that Warren wasn't in the room when she "killed" John. Her silence spoke for itself.

Making sure she knew exactly what to expect from him the next time they were face to face the Professor turned his mind to get down to his young student, and to bring him up here so he wouldn't do anything irrational…

However, when he started to sense the minds of people down there, he found two of them. Curious as a child he decided to watch just at the edges of their souls.

That gave him a shock (that some might say he deserved)!

Someone that was supposed to be dead wasn't! So, Jean didn't even check such a thing…

Sighting, he placed his head in his palm. There was no doubt that somehow this Christmas everything was so twisted around that someone who tried to keep a check on everything (like Charles Xavier did) would get a headache like never before…

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Waiting with the tree Bobby and Piotr tried to ignore all the odd looks they were given by all the students who were now making their way down to the dining-hall for the dinner.

When the elevator finally came back up they quickly got the green sticky thing into it again, trying not to step on the broken balls that had fallen out of it the last time they tried to get it into the tiny space…

Suddenly a familiar voice made them both freeze in their "work";

"Just what are you two up to?"

And when they looked over their shoulders they saw Scott Summers stand there with his arms crossed…

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Down in "their" room John was going between nagging Warren to tell him who his father was, singing Christmas songs to irritate him, or try to find out what he would get in his present. Warren quite soon grew tired on this and pulled the covers over his head to snooze a bit before the others got back.

As if John would let him…

Deciding that the nagging had to be brought to another level Pyro climbed up in the bed and pulled the covers off his friend. Then he froze…

Looking down at the Angel like this was…was…

Warren in turn was just as confused; he was trapped, but didn't really mind. What did bother him though was John's intense way of looking at him. It made him squirm a bit…

John could see that Warren was a bit uncomfortable, but he just couldn't tear his eyes away; the light of the room gave the other boys already pale hair an even lighter tone. During the time at the mansion he hadn't cut it either, so it was long enough to pool out beneath his head, and to entangle in itself to make it stand out from his head, the small strands catching the light creating a halo. The face, pale after the autumn's cold and from being inside for so long time, was looking up at him with big, blue eyes; as innocent as anyone ever could become…

The young Worthington didn't really know what to do with himself; John was sitting on top of him and he couldn't really find anything else to lock his gaze on. But if he started to look at the Pyro he knew that he was going to blush! He tried to keep his mind steady and look at the decorations, but none of them were that interesting…

Then suddenly Warren could feel a hot breath on his face, and without wanting it his eyes darted to the face that now was centimetres from his own…

John, in turn, couldn't say that he really was happy with the surprised and almost scared face that the Angel made.

"What? You don't want this?"

He had to ask, he just had to know!

But before Warren could answer they could hear girly voices and high laugh coming in from the corridor. Sparing his friend of the embarrassment of being found like this John sat back, allowing Warren to get his legs free and sit up.

They looked at each other, and John had time to notice the cutest blush he'd ever seen, before Warren looked away.

Warren himself could only master to hold back any evidence of the disappointment he felt.

Just then Jubilee and Kitty stumbled in with the food-trays. Without waiting for questions the dumped it all on Warrens unoccupied bed and ran back out in the corridor.

Celibrations are getting started... (I probably should do something to prepare for it myself, but it's always funnier to do something else than what you should...)