20. Christmas

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Danny had always hated Christmas. Even when he was a small boy, he had always despised the whole Christmas season. Now though, as he fought Phantom, he had never loved it so much.

Danny was fighting Phantom playfully, trying to get him to put on the ugly Christmas sweater. It was already cool enough in the house so the merman wouldn't get sick from the heat, so Danny didn't allow the elder to use that as an excuse as he tackled Phantom onto the bed.

He laughed as he tried to shove the sweater over Phantom's head, "Come on Phantom, you'll look so cute in it."

"Danny, no, please, it's so ugly, I don't want to." The mint green sweater that matched the one Danny was already wearing looked like Santa threw up on it. It had pompoms, glitter, a picture of a stoned Rudolf, and colorful sequence along the collar. It was the embodiment of all things cheery and horrifying.

"Come on Phantom," Danny giggled as Phantom tried to push him away, "its Christmas morning, time to dawn your gay apparel."

"I'm not gay," Phantom dodged another attack, groaning when Danny just laughed harder.

"Right," the raven said in sarcastic amusement, "because I totally don't have you balls deep in my ass almost every night." 

Phantom rolled his eyes, that didn't prove anything. 

"Sweetie, you're gay," Danny smirked and shoved the sweater over his boyfriend's head before the merman realized what was happening.

Phantom refused to look down at himself as the raven set the sweater in place, he knew that it looked horrible on him. He made a mental note to burn the sweater sometime today when Danny wasn't looking.

"There, now you look as sexy, and as gay, as I do." He made sure to put emphasis on the word gay, needing Phantom to know that he needed to embrace his sexual orientation in order to be happy-which was the second definition of the word gay.

Phantom blinked slowly at Danny, not saying anything but knowing what he wanted to say, and that was that this sweater made him look anything but sexy. He shook his head and chuckled, rolling his eyes at the younger teen.

Danny slapped the merman's thigh through his black skinny jean's. "Come on, we need to help Dad prepare for tonight's dinner. My mom, my uncle Vlad, and my sister are coming over and I want you to at least be friends with Jazz." Danny was nervous about Vlad coming over and spending the night, though he hadn't seen the older man in a year now. Maybe having his mother as company has changed him into a decent human being, that didn't thirst for a teenagers body? Maybe?

Not likely.

Phantom and Danny went downstairs to see that Jack had already started basting the turkey. Danny's mouth watered at the smell of the seasoning mixture his father had invented himself. Aside from mermaid weapons, the turkey was his father's specialty. It was something that he did right every year.

Danny always made chocolate cream and lemon meringue pies, so as soon as he walked into the kitchen, he started preparing the ingredients. His sister's plane was supposed to land in a couple hours, and Danny wanted the pies in the fridge by the time he had to go pick her up from the airport.

Danny looked over to Phantom, who was sitting at the kitchen table watching the raven grab a bunch of random, or random to him at least, stuff out of the pantry and fridge. Danny smiled at the green eyes he had long since adored, "Do you want to help me bake pies?"

Phantom looked shocked that Danny had asked at first, he knew that he was thinking it but he thought Danny would realize, before verbalizing the question, how much of a bad idea that was. He pointed at himself just in case, for some ludicrous reason, Danny was talking to people who weren't there.

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