"Happy Christmas, everyone!" Mercedes Catherine said brightly.
"Happy Christmas, Mercedes Catherine." The others returned.
She sat next to Michael the Fourth with a huge smile. "This is for you."
He blinked in surprise. "Really?"
"Yes."
He unwrapped the package then opened the box before laughing. "A new stethoscope."
"Yeah. I didn't want to give you anything too personal on the trip but I got you some things back home." She blushed.
He blushed at thinking of how personal those presents could be. "I have this for you."
"Ooh!" She clapped. She loved presents. She opened it to lift out a tennis bracelet ladened with onyx, rubies and garnets. "Oh my goodness! This is so beautiful!"
"So you like it?"
"I love it!" She hugged him tightly.
"Cool." He was grinning from ear to ear.
"They're so cute." Marceline Anne mocked.
Malcolm smirked. "I have another gift for you."
"I only brought the journal."
"That's okay. You were telling me all the stones you liked and it just stuck out to me." He handed over the gift.
She opened the parcel with a confused frown. Her eyes widened when she revealed a diamond and malachite necklace in a silver setting. "Ohh..."
"Do you like it?"
"It's so pretty." She loved shiny things and this was most definitely shiny.
"Let me put it on you." He took it from her grasp.
She let it go and turned around.
He put it on her and fastened it. "There you go."
"Thank you." She turned to face him.
He played with her chin. "That smile is thanks enough."
She blushed before punching his chest. "Shut up."
He wheezed. "You're kinda strong. Your knuckles are pointy."
She slapped his arm. "Stop talking about me!"
"Abuse!"
She hid her face and laughed.
You couldn't pry his smile off with a crowbar.
She held up a gift.
"Is that for me?"
"No." She burst his bubble.
"Aww!"
She smiled. "I told you I only brought the journal. This is for Madeline."
He blinked at her. "You bought my sister a Christmas present?"
"I bought her a few. This is just the biggest." She shook the box. "Madeline! This is for you."
Madeline's eyes grew wide. "For me?! Who's it from?!"
"Me, silly!" Marceline Anne gave it up. "Open it!"
Madeline tore through the paper and threw the lid off the box. She lifted out a stuffed bear that had a covering of pink roses. She made a loud happy noise. "He's so cute! I love him!"
"Smell him!"
Madeline sniffed the bear. "He smells like roses!"
Malcolm took a picture of her with it. "That's kinda awesome."
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Morphine
Romansa"I can feel you; just like a drug..." Marceline Anne Taylor-Jones is what one would call a bad girl. She does what she wants when she wants because she wants. Malcolm Chang is what one would call a good boy. He follows the rules and does what's requ...
