come out and play (billie eilish christmas story)

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I glanced at my watch, for probably the nineteenth time in the past ten minutes. Anxiety fluttered in my stomach, and I'd spent all morning stressing about later until I'd decided to ease my nerves by making some snacks to take.

So I'd searched the internet for the best vegan cookie recipe, then took a trip to the grocery store to get all the things I didn't have. Making the cookies had relaxed my mind, until now, while I was waiting until it was an appropriate time to leave so I wouldn't show up too early or too late.

A buzz from my phone made me exhale heavily and stand up to cross the room to where it was. My brow furrowed with confusion as I read it.

Billie

Buzz me in pleaseeeee

Me

Why are you here?

Read 2:43 PM

I sighed and buzzed her in, still confused, I had told her I was coming at 3:30, right? Why was she here now?

A couple minutes passed and there was a soft knock on my door. I went to open it and was immediately enveloped in the warmth of a Billie hug.

I fought back a smile and hugged her back quickly, then stepped back to let her in.

"What'er you doing here? I told you I was coming at 3:30, right?" I asked, confused but pleased.

Billie shrugged, shucking off her shoes and taking the few steps to occupy the chair I had been sitting in a moment ago.

"Well, I got bored and I remembered you don't have a car yet so I thought I would come annoy you until we have to go," She offered me a wide grin, looking pleased with herself.

I snorted. "Hm. Okay, then. I made cookies to take, wanna try-" The words were barely out of my mouth before Billie teleported over, eagerly trying to snatch the cookie I had held up out of my hand.

"Gimme!" She finally wrested it from me and went back to the chair, taking a big chomp out of the cookie while daring me to try and take it back with her eyes.

I rolled my eyes while she finished the cookie. With the last bite, she moaned loudly and threw her head back. I blushed a little and went to put the cookies in a container to take them.

I jumped when Billie put her hand on my shoulder.

"Those were so good, Willow. Wanna leave now? My mom said Finneas and Claudia are there already," She rubbed my shoulder with her thumb and waited for a response.

I nodded and got myself sorted, and soon enough we were pulling up outside of her childhood home for the second time in the past few days.

Billie's family were already setting up everything on the kitchen table. I saw a big box of oven-bake clay and paint in any colour you could imagine. The only person I didn't recognize was who I assumed to be Claudia, Finneas' girlfriend.

Both her and Finneas came over to greet me. Billie decided to abandon me to go talk to her parents, ignoring my pleading eyes.

"Hi! You must be Willow, I'm Claudia! Billie talks about you so much," The girl laughed, pulling me into a short hug.

I laughed awkwardly with her and smiled, saying a quick hi back to both of them then scurried after Billie.

Billie smiled and pulled me into a one-armed hug. "We're gonna have to make like, at least 5 ornaments each," She chuckled to me.

I shrugged. "It's not a big deal if we don't, I've got ribbon so even if I only have a few ornaments it'll be fine," I insisted.

"You don't have any ornaments for your tree?" Maggie spoke up from where she was setting out a bunch of paint brushes. I shrugged again and looked away, feeling anxious.

"Well, we can all help make ornaments for your tree, then," She offered, beckoning everyone over with a hand.

"Oh, no, that's okay, really, it's fine-" Billie covered my mouth with her hand, and I glared at her while she just smirked.

With her hand still over my mouth, she bent down to whisper in my ear, "Shush, Willow," then walked over to the table to start making ornaments.

***

Three hours later, I was painting a wreath ornament- or at least, supposed to be a wreath ornament. I had already completed a replica of a cute polar bear one my mom had had for years but accidentally broke last year, and also a blue heart one, that I didn't explain to anyone. They were drying on a plie of newspapers with everyone elses.

"Babyyyy, are you done yet? I wanna gooooooo," Billie whined, coming up behind me and dropping her head on my shoulder.

I shook my head absent-mindedly, more focused on painting. Billie huffed impatiently behind me. I could feel her breath on my cheek since she had shifted so her chin rested on my shoulder. I did my best to ignore her.

A couple minutes later, she tried again.

"Willow, you're so good at painting," She said with a sigh.

"Thanks," I mumbled simply, grabbing a smaller brush to add some little details.

"-and I really, really think that it looks perfect, so why don't you set it down so we can head to my place and have fun without these bozos?" She pleaded, nuzzling my neck.

Ignoring her was getting harder and harder, but thankfully I was almost done, so I said nothing and just shrugged.

Billie groaned dramatically and finally gave up, leaving to go join her family in the adjacent living room, where I could still see them all. Patrick, her dad, was showing them all pictures of a work trip he'd been on recently.

Without anymore distractions, I was able to complete painting. I held the ornament up by the ribbon attached to the top and allowed myself a little pleased smile, then set it aside with the other ones.

As soon as Billie heard the scraping sound of my chair being pulled out, she shot to her feet and padded over with a look of relief.

"Can we go now, please? I can't stand anymore pictures of a random antique shop on the other side of the world," She pleaded, clasping her hands in front of her,

I laughed and nodded. Billie did a little dance to celebrate, then scooped up the container full of what remained of the cookies I had brought- definitely no more than four- then went to say goodbye to her family while I put my shoes on.

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