The weather has finally begun to cool down, so it inspired me to do a little holiday fluffy bit.

"Do we have to do this right now, Sissi?"

"Of course we do Odd," Sissi said, grabbing Odd's hand and pulling him down the sidewalk. "If we don't get all of our Christmas shopping done now we'll have to do it during the mad rush after work. And I know you don't want to deal with all of those lines and crowds. Now help me shop! What do you think of that for Yumi?" she asked, pointing at a shop window.

"I think I'd prefer the crowds to this snow," Odd said, kicking at a lump of the offending ice.

"Could you at least pretend to be interested?" Sissi asked, crossing her arms as she continued along the row of shops. Odd sighed, hurrying after his girlfriend.

"I am interested, Sissi," he said, catching up with her. "No, I really am," he insisted at her disbelieving look, "it's just that we got up early to come out here, it's really cold, and not to mention I'm so hungry I'm about to eat my jacket."

Sissi giggled, linking arms with Odd. "Well then, we'll just have to fix that won't we? Personally, I could go for a coffee myself. How about we get you some pie at the Café?"

"Mmm, pie sounds good to me," Odd said, a dreamy look on his face. Sissi giggled, pulling her boyfriend across the street. The pair hurried into the little Café, giving their orders to the girl at the counter. Odd got his pie right away, which he tore into while they waited for Sissi's coffee.

"Della Robbia?" the young barista called, holding up a drink.

"Me!" Sissi said, grabbing the drink, and then her boyfriend and heading out of the Café.

"Della Robbia?" Odd asked around a mouthful of pie, "Since when is your last name Della Robbia?"

"Hmm?" Sissi hummed, taking a sip of her drink. "What? You don't like it? Sissi Della Robbia. I think it has a nice ring to it, don't you?"

Odd mulled the question over before answering. "Mr. and Mrs. Odd and Elizabeth Della Robbia. Yeah, I guess it sounds okay. Although it is a bit of a mouthful. How will we ever fit it all on the wedding invites?"

"Mr. Della Robbia," Sissi said, placing a hand on her chest, "are you proposing? Because if you are, you'll need to get me a ring. A big, shiny, very expensive ring. With a diamond the size of my fist," she finished, grabbing Odd's hand and dragging him towards the nearest jewelry store.

"Why my love, you're asking me to spend a year's salary on a silly bauble?" Odd said in mock horror, "Oh woe is me, I'm in love with a woman obsessed with her looks and fashion."

"You know it," Sissi said happily, coming to a stop in front of the jewelry store window. "That one," she said, pointing to a massive ring in the center of the display, "I want that one."

"Me me me," Odd said, scooping Sissi up in his arms, "I thought we were gift shopping. Not Sissi shopping."

"Ahh! Odd, watch my skirt!" Sissi shrieked, pulling the clothing back into place and wrapping her arms around Odd's neck, careful not to spill her hot drink. "And we are shopping for gifts. You do have to get me a gift to, you know."

"Alright," Odd said, "but once we're done with everyone else's gifts. Then you have to take the stuff home while I get your gift. You can't see it till Christmas after all."

"Yay!" Sissi cried, giving Odd a kiss on the cheek. "I knew I loved you for some reason."

"Yeah, yeah," Odd said, setting Sissi down, wrapping an arm around her waist and returning her kiss. "Now come on, we need to get this shopping done before work lets out. You don't want to have to wait in all those lines and crowds do you?"

"Ha ha," Sissi said, locking arms with her boyfriend. "Very funny Odd."

"I thought so," Odd said with a smile, "Now let's go. I believe we have some shopping to do."