HAPPENING THE MISHAPS AND HAPPENINGS-GLEE ONE-SHOTS

MOONLIGHTS TO DILDO

Season of greetings has come back for another year and The whole world including the gorgeous dreamland-New york is driving into all festive decorations of all red, green, and golden ornaments, clothes packed people roaming and hurrying around for shopping and of course the white blanket -snow. Kurt is in his Bushwick loft-well, their loft that he took along with his Partner-in crime - RACHEL BERRY.

Rachel Berry is out for her usual NYADA Classes before they close for the winter break and there is Kurt, in their loft, all alone, designing some ideas for Isabelle and cooking his world-famous EGGNOG after a long day at Vogue .com. Rachel told Kurt that she will be late and it gives Kurt some quality time to escape from all the craziness that is happening every day. The loft is unusually scary, maybe Kurt is realizing just now how big that loft is.

Just then, Kurt hears a screech on the sliding door. Kurt gets up in a panic as if he is ready to beat thieves who are trying to enter. The door slides with a voice following it, "How the hell do you use this door? Is this even a door?"

It is this familiar, sassy, raspy voice from his alma mater." Ahhh, Santana! Welcome!" Kurt is squealing in a more high-pitched voice, jogging towards her with opened hands.

"Hello, Lady hummel! Stop choking me, let me get some air," Santana hiding Kurt's arm, as he hugs her tight. "Am I welcomed ?"

"Yeah, always. Come on in!" Kurt with a genuine, wide smile.

"So, what brings you here? how is Kentucky treating you?" Kurt sits next to Santana, keeping his hand on the couch."Yeah,w-well. Better than Mckinley anyway. It's winter break there and nobody is there in Lima. So I decided to visit you and your hobbit's meerkat faces."

Kurt rolls his eyes. It's the usual Santana way, just deal with the shit.

"And hey, thank your lucky stars! Get ready for your seasonal gifts from your only aunt Snix," Santana says and digs her bag for her offerings to keep on the table.

Kurt is getting slowly excited and intrigued by the red cylindrical box with a golden ribbon.

"Oooh, what is it, what is it...Aww, Aww my gosh, It's my pre-princess deluxo jazz-up styling head! Aww Santana, Thank you so much!" Kurt sounds like a high pitch rain man, holding the head near his head," Aww, I had one of these when I was 10 and I was ob-bsessed with her. I gave this lady smirky eyes ev-very day!" Kurt is looking like a wish-granted 5 years old kid.

"Well, Merry Christmas lady Hummel, now you can live all your Jefry-Domer fantasies in the privacy of your own home. And that's not it." Kurt is getting excited for another round of surprise." I am giving you an all-expenses trip to the Dil-ldo island, It's a real place, It's in Canada. I got you the Deluxe-battro package." Santana says, wagging her hand.

"I think this calls for my world-class Eggnoggg," Kurt says as he takes the glass to pour some.

Just then, Rachel enters after her class and gets surprised to find Santana sitting on their couch.

"Feliz Navidaaaad!" Santana shouts.

" We have our first holiday season guest at our home!" Kurt excitedly.

"I decided to do something for the holidays this year, so-" Santana says and she is cut by Rachel.

"Well, in that case, You're lucky. Because I just got Kurt and myself the biggest gig and you can get on it if you waaant. We're gonna be Christmas elves at Santa Land at the mid-town mall. I know what are thinking, but I've done my research and this is where all of the broadway luminaries bring their children and so we will have tons of exposure. It's gonna be great. Please say, are you in? We can do it together!" Rachel speaks at all fast, exciting pace.