Presents

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Twas the night before Christmas and not a creature was stirring. Well maybe a mouse. But to be fair it was a big house.

"What do I do?" Marinette whispered. She looked to the cat on her bed. "What say you?".

Alfred the cat gave a light purr. The woman got up to pet his lovely soft fur.

She raised her Love's gift to the light. She gave a breathe taking smile, there was not a flaw in sight.

It was no secret that she made all the gifts she gave. It came as no suprise that his approval was she craved. All of her creations were treasures to be saved.

"May I come in, My Love?" His deep voice startled her like a shove.

The woman flushed and hid his gift. "It's safe". The man walked in with a faint blush, 

He glided over to their bed. "You know it is the perfect weather to sled" Damian grinned. The bed slightly dipped as he was joined by the Angel he wed.

"Maybe tomorrow Dove" She whispered, eyes not leaving the ceiling above.

Christmas Eve was almost done. He yawned "Tomorrow will be so much fun".

Marinette took one last look at her spouse and then they all fell asleep even the mouse.

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