Arin was highly confused with the first thing he saw under the christmas tree was a human sized square box with...breathing wholes. "Ross? What did you buy?!" He called out to his boyfriend. When he got no reply he sighed and walked to the box, tapping it. And yep. Movement. "Ross! What did you buy?! " He called again.
Ross popped out of the box smiling as he watched Arin jump back. "Hi."
"Goddammit Ross. Why were you in a box?"
"I didn't know what to get you so..."
Arin blinked slowly. "Come again...?"
Ross side and leaned on the box slightly, shifting his knees. "Uh. I didn't know what to get you so I got you a me..." He put his hands in the air. "And a me wants help getting out of this box."
Arin chuckled and shook his head as he help the Aussie out of the box. "Well. What is a 'you' good for?"
"A me is good for anything. They do anything. Clean. Hug and cuddles. Food making. Anything." Ross answered, doing weird hand motions.
Arin stood in thought, then moved and swept Ross up. "Oh. Well. I want some cuddles." He then went and sat on the couch, putting Ross in his lap and turning the tv on.
Ross blushed and smiled as he cuddled close to Arin, closing his eyes.
Yeah...this would be a good Christmas.
