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Dream-catcher(Panlix fluff)

"Hell no." Peter said stubbornly. Felix stood up and set the dream-catcher back on the self.

"What do you mean 'no'? It's cute, it's pink." he argued with Peter.

"That's my point. It's pink. I want that one." Peter pointed to a green and black dream-catcher with a black crystal hanging in the middle. Felix sighed.

"It's nice. But don't you think it's a little...I don't know...too dark for a baby's room?" he said, awkwardly scratching the back of his neck. Peter glared at him.

"I like it."

Felix growled and walked down another aisle. He picked up a white and pale-pink dream catcher with a clear crystal hanging down in the middle.

"How bout this one?" He asked. Peter shook his head.

"Still too pink."

Felix sighed. He picked up a rainbow-rock dream catcher that you would put outside for looks. He smirked and held it up for Peter to see.

"Do you want our child dead?" He snarked. Felix chuckled. He placed the dream catcher back on the shelf an walked on.

::::::::::::2 hours later::::::::::::

Peter collapsed in his easy chair back at the apartment. He kicked off his shoes and flicked on the tv.

Felix walked in with a smug look plastered on his face. Peter scrunched his face in confusion of why his husband was so happy.

Had he found his Christmas present?

Had he remembered how sexy Peter had looked in women's lingerie and wants his present now?

"Something the matter?" Peter asked Felix.

"There's a present for you in the nursery." Felix replied. Peter looked even more confused as he slowly made his way into the nursery.

"Why on earth would someone put a sex-toy in a baby's room?" He mumbled to himself as he opened the door. He stopped in his track when he saw the white and pale-pink dream catcher hanging above the crib. Peter scowled and stormed over to the crib.

He was about to yank down the dream catcher and let it burn in hell like it's suppose to, when something sparkly caught his eye. A black crystal was hanging down in the middle of the dream catcher with a miniature wooden pan-flute next to it. A few feathers as well.

Peter smiled to himself and retracted his hand back to his side. He looked down to see a small note card with his name on it. Peter opened it and read it.

Peter, I had this specially made for the future three of us. Everyone has a dark streak.
                      Love, Felix

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This one was total fluff. And just imagine a black crystal in the picture at the top. But that's what it looks like.
Hope you likey!