Riot's POV:
"Babe, wake up!" I squealed shaking the sleeping figure next to me. "Get up, it's Christmas!"
"Patrick, go back to bed, its too early!" She whined, rolling over and burying her face into my chest. Aww, she was so cute.
"But Riottttt! It's Christmassssss!" I stuck out my bottom lip in a pout and attempted to give her my best puppy dog eyes. If that didn't work, then I'd have to bring all the presents in here or carry her to the living room. "Let's see what we got!"
Her black eyes met my gaze, a small smile playing at her lips. "Ugh, fine. You're such a child though."
Smiling, I jumped out of bed and picked her up, despite her protests, and skipped to living room. Yes, I skipped. I am a 5'5" man who is allowed to skip on Christmas morning with his girlfriend in his arms without any judgement.
I set her down and made my way over to the PTV decorated tree and started putting things in piles. Most of them were for Riot, some were for me, others were for our cat Lucifer. I wanted to name him Lucypurr but my baby had settled on Lucifer. I might talk her into getting another so we can name it Lucypurr.
"What's this?" She came over and sat next to me, wrapping her tiny arms around my neck. "Who's Zero? Is that like some ghost you found?"
Chuckling, I kissed her cheek, and went back to sorting things in piles. Then there was Zero. It was more of a surprise for her that Andy was bring over later. Or now. I don't know when, or what time it was. All I know is that its Christmas time and it's time to tear open these gifts.
Which we did. For an hour. And we only got halfway through them. Mostly because everytime Riot and I opened a gift, we'd mess with it until we knew what it did, and then we'd have some cookies and milk. Yeah, awesome right?
About half an hour later the door bell rang, which made both of us look up in surprise. "I'll get it." I smiled and placed a kiss on Riot's brown hair, and ran to open the door. Only it wasn't Andy. Or Zero. It was Joe in a Santa costume and Zero dressed as a reindeer.
"Hey!" He said, stepping inside and fixed his beard. "Andy said he couldn't make it since he had to be the elf for Santa Pete."
"I understand." I smiled and peeked around the corner of the room to see my little Angelic-demon sitting on the couch petting Lucifer. She was also trying to out him in an Elf costume. "Baby! Guess what!"
She jumped up as the black cat ran away and turned to see me and Joe holding a fluffy white marshmallow. Well, it wasn't a marshmallow. It was a husky. But he was fluffy like one. "What's...this?" She looked at the tattooed Santa standing next to me who was trying to hold baxk a very manly giggle.
"It's Zero! Remember how you always said you wanted a husky? Well, merry Christmas!" I handed her the fluffball dressed as Rudolph.
"Patrick...why Joe dressed as Santa?"
"Andy was meant to be here dressed up as an Elf but he had to be the elf for Pete so that's why. Also, who doesn't love Santa with an afro?"
(It's really shitty and mostly dialogue and so ew. But for Fallen6697)
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