But no one seemed to notice the fuming man.  They were all too absorbed with their significant others.  All to busy sharing the love, sharing this moment with their loves.  The grandfather clock in the hall began to sound.  Marking that it was now 12 AM. 

“Merry Christmas”  Arthur said to his wife.

“Merry Christmas honey.”  Paula said sharing a loving kiss with her husband.

“Merry Christmas Chelsea.”  Clay said staring down at the woman he loved.

“Merry Christmas Clay.”  The two kissed as well.

“Merry Christmas Morgan.” Glen looked at the girl adoringly.

“Merry Christmas Glen.” She smiled kissing him lovingly.

“Merry Christmas angel.”  Ashley whispered quietly to the blonde, kissing her lightly on the forehead.  The blonde breathed in deeply, still asleep, but snuggled up closer to the brunette.

“I think we’re going to go to bed now.  Good night guys.”  Ashley said quietly as to not wake up her angel but so everyone could hear her.  Scooping the blonde in her arms she carried her with ease.  Spencer still asleep her head rested on the brunette’s shoulders as Ashley made their way up to their bedroom holding her most prized possession.  The one thing in the entire world she would die, and give up her soul for.  Her diamond.  Her princess.  Her angel.  Laying her down on the bed, Ashley watched her wife sleep.  Moving so that Spencer’s body was finally between the mattress and the blanket she brushed her teeth, took the quickest shower ever (Ashley hated having to be away from Spencer, even if it was a simply shower.)  She then crawled into bed holding her wife’s body safely but lovingly towards her.  Letting her warm limbs warm the blonde’s cold hands and feet.  Holding onto Spencer for her dear life.  Ashley fell asleep to the sound of the blonde girl’s steady breathing.

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The Next Morning.

Ahh Ashley thought to herself as she squinted form the morning sunlight.  Nothing like waking up to…two children jumping on top of you and your wife.

“IT’S CHRISTMAS MORNING!! IT’S CHRISTMAS MORNING!! AUNTIE SPENCER!!  AUNTIE ASHLEY!!  WAKE UP!! WAKE UP!!”

“mmmm”  Ashley groaned into her pillow, swiping her arm across her face from the rain of spit from the two excited children, clearly unhappy that her peaceful sleep had been disturbed by two children.