#niffmas

[megan-writes-glee]

On the Nineteenth Day of Niffmas,

"Hey Jeff, have you looked at Sammy's Christmas list yet?" Nick asked, walking over to Jeff and handing him the list.

"Yeah, why?"

"Er...have you seen what he's asking for?"

Jeff shrugged a bit. "Yeah...why? It's all manageable."

Nick sighed, running his fingers through his hair. Of course Jeff would think everything on the list was normal. "Hun, he asked for a Liger..."

"I mean yeah, they're like a tiger and a lion. It's a two in one gift."

"And a Loki. Not a Loki action figure. Not a book about Loki...But Loki himself."

"So? We'll call up Tom Hiddleston and see what we can do. No big deal."

"Oh, alright." Nick said, sarcastically. "You do that while I go call the zoo and see if they can drop the liger off at noon."

"Or you could go pick it up yourself." Jeff said, jokingly.

"I can't. We're banned from the zoo, remember?"

Jeff rolled his eyes. "Whatever. It's a petting zoo as long as you don't get caught."

Nick remained silent for a few moments, reading down the list. "He wants an Oscar too, Jeff!"

"Damn, and all I have are a few Golden Globes..." Jeff said, laughing.

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On the Eighteenth Day of Niffmas,

"Look Sammy!" Jeff said, excitedly. "It's Rudolph!" He said, handing Sammy a small dog with antlers and a red nose taped to it.

Sammy sighed a bit. "Mom, you realize I'm fifteen...right?"

"Just let him have this..." Nick said, quietly.

"You used to love this when you were five!" Jeff said.

"Yeah, because I was five...I also loved Sailor Moon and the Wiggles..."

Nick sighed. "Fine, I'll be the one to ask."

"Ask what?" Sammy and Jeff asked in unison.

"Where you got the dog..."

"Oh!" Jeff exclaimed. "I found him on the streets. He tried to pee on my shoe."

"And now he is peeing on your leg." Nick said.

"Wha-shit! Rudolph!"

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On the Seventeenth Day of Niffmas,

"Pa! Dad! Get up! Quick! Quick! Quick!" Sammy yelled, jumping around on his parent's bed while trying to make as much noise as possible.

Nick woke with a start while Jeff grumbled something and turned over. "Sammy! What's wrong!? Is there a fire?" Nick asked, already jumping out of bed and pulling his pants on.

Sammy smiled. "No! Daddy's not in the kitchen! It's Christmas!" He exclaimed.

Nick looked over at the clock and sighed a little. It was 11:59 p.m. "Sammy," He started, "It isn't Christmas yet. Not until it reads twelve." Nick explained.

Sammy nodded slightly and stared at the clock until it finally changed before hoping again (this time only on Jeff). "Dad! Dad! Wake up, it's Christmas!"

"So?" Jeff moaned.

"I want my gifts." Sammy said, bluntly.

"You'll get them tomorrow."

"I want them now."

Nick chuckled, speaking before Jeff had the chance. "Sammy, if you get all your stuff now Santa won't come. You need to go back to sleep because Santa doesn't visit houses with boys that are awake."

Sammy gasped before jumping off the bed and rushing to his room. "I'll be back at five!" He said just before leaving.

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On the Sixteenth Day of Niffmas,

(A.N:// Season two shit happening here. Part of it's actually canon too! :o)

"Hey Nick, hey Jeff, what's up?" Blaine asked as he ran up to the two.

The pair greets Blaine with a friendly 'hello' while Jeff continues speaking. "Hey Blaine, where have you been?"

"With the decorating committee finishing some last minute decorations. You know, some mistletoe here, reindeer there..."

Jeff grinned. "Mistletoe? As in to trap that new Warbler kid into finally kissing you."

"New Warbler kid? Jeff, he has a name, you know."

"Which is?..." Jeff asked.

"Er..."

"Kurt," Blaine said, fiddling with his tie. "His name is Kurt. And I'm not trapping him into kissing me...just..."

"Luring?" Nick suggested, making Jeff laugh.

Blaine frowned for a moment before smirking. "Speaking of mistletoe..." He said, pointing up just above where Nick and Jeff were standing. The mistletoe was hung high up on the ceiling right above the staircase to get to the dorms.

"Okay, so we know you didn't put that up there..." Jeff commented.

"And this is an all guy's school. Isn't that a little...dumb..." Nick added.

"Doesn't matter. You know the rules."

Jeff rolled his eyes before looking at Nick and biting his lip. Not only was Nick his best friend but he was straight too...Right? He sighed. "Er...fine..."

"Wha-" Nick was cut off by Jeff lips awkwardly touching against his for a good half a second before being pulled back rather quickly.

"There. Kiss. Done." Jeff said, turning a bright shade of red before storming off to his dorm.

"And get rid of that thing!" Nick added before following Jeff upstairs.

"Hey Blaine." Trent said, coming up from behind.

"So you were right. I owe you twenty dollars."

Trent looked confused for a moment before realizing what Blaine meant. "Oh! So they're canon now?"

Blaine shrugged. "Might as well be. You were right about the mistletoe too."

"Aren't I always?"

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On the Fifthteenth Day of Niffmas,

(A.N:// Wow, I'm really terrible at keeping up with all these...One a day too, you'd think I'd be able to do that shit...)

"Do you think he'll like this, Sammy?" Jeff asked, holding up a red sweater with dark green snowflakes plastered all over.

Sammy grimaced slightly. "Er...no. God no. You have to remember that pa can see. I swear, it's like you're forgetting that or something."

Jeff frowned. "You're kind of an asshole, you know."

Sammy chuckled. "Yeah, I know. That's what being a teenager does to you. Now, hurry up, I need to get Rory something too."

"You could get him this." Jeff said, nudging Sammy with the sweater.

"Ew gross! I don't want him to break up with my, dad!" Sammy said, sighing. "Here, why don't you get pa something like...a book or something. He likes those, right?" Sammy said, picking up the closest book to him. "Here, get him this."

He handed the book to Jeff who laughed. "'To Amperstam'? By Nicholas Duval-Sterling?" He said, reading the book's cover aloud.

Sammy nodded a bit, not really paying attention. "Yeah sure, it's probably okay enough for pa to read."

Jeff laughed again. "I have a feeling that he'd prefer this ugly sweater to a book he actually wrote..."

"So you're admitting that the sweater is ugly?" Sammy said, smirking.

Jeff smirked back. "Well, it really doesn't matter since it'll be coming off the second you go to bed."

Sammy gasped, mockingly. Over the last fifteen years of hearing his dad make sex jokes, or actually having sex, Jeff's words quit bothering him. "Perverts. Fine, get him the sweater. I don't care...but hey, you think Rory will like that book?"

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On the Fourteenth Day of Niffmas,

Nick smiled broadly as he watched Jeff unwrap (or more hastily tear apart) his gift. Nick couldn't help but smile, for he knew that in just moments Jeff would be beaming. The two were currently sitting on the floor across from each other, right beside the Christmas tree.

A few seconds of tearing and throwing chunks of wrapping paper later Jeff had finally got the box open and gaped, completely shocked at what was inside. "Nick...Holy shit, how did you...How did you afford this!?" In the last year the two had gotten married and decided that it was time to be adults and not rely on their parents to help them with bills (not unless it was completely necessary, which, so far it hadn't) Since the two were both still in college and had their own apartment with bills, money was tight, meaning the two decided to have a very budgeted Holiday this year. Or, at least that's what they agreed on, but judging by the extremely nice ballet shoes Jeff was currently holding, he had to assume Nick ignored the 'budget' part.

"You're always saying that Ms. July is always busting your balls 'cause of your crappy shoes." Nick said, smiling. "I figured a professional dancers deserves professional shoes."

Jeff smiled lightly. "I'm not a professional..."

"But you will be once we graduate."

Jeff smiled shyly for a moment before realizing Nick hadn't opened his present yet. "Hey, open mine now! Do it! Now!" He said, excitedly.

Nick laughed a bit as he was handed a rather crudely wrapped gift. It looked like Jeff used more tape than wrapping paper, and when Nick started to unwrap the gift, he began believing that Jeff used more tape than wrapping paper. After a few unsuccessful attempts at opening his gift Jeff sighed and got up only to come back a few moments later with scissors.

"Here, let me." Jeff said, grabbing the gift before Nick had a chance to protest.

A few snips later and the gift was basically unwrapped, or, at least the tape section was gone so Nick actually had a chance of opening it. Once the gift was open Nick held it up with a feeling of surprise and confusion. In his hands held a pair of lacy (and skimpy) ladies underwear. Nick shot Jeff a confused look. "Uh Jeff...you know...uh...you know I'm a guy, right?" He asked. "Not that I don't appreciate the gift!" Nick added, quickly.

Jeff chuckled. "I know. They're for me." He said, winking. "They're for the bedroom."

"Oh...Oh!" Nick said, turning a light shade of pink once he realized what Jeff had meant. "Alright then...uh...Maybe you should try them on..."

Jeff chuckled. "Maybe I should."

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(A.N:// Ha, I had to end it there before my fluffy niffmas drabble turned into kinky Christmas sex XD Ha, anyway, I hope you guys enjoyed! And as I said, I throw in the crossdressing!Jeff whenever I can XD)

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On the Thirteenth Day of Niffmas,

"I can help you with that." A nine year old Sammy said, taking the dirty dishes from Nick's hand and moving them to the dishwasher.

Nick's brows furrowed in confusion. Since when did Sammy start being helpful? "Oh...Uh, alright...Thanks Sammy." Nick said, slowly.

"And when I'm finished I'll clean the dinner table." Sammy said.

"Okay, what's going on?" Nick asked, suddenly. "Something has to be up when you're being helpful."

Sammy gave an obviously fake laugh. "If you weren't so funny and I didn't love you so much I'd be hurt." He said, smiling widely.

"...Right..." Nick said, backing out of the kitchen and heading in the living room where Jeff was sitting. "Okay, so why is Sammy being such a perfect little angel all of a sudden?"

Jeff laughed. "Oh, he's afraid he's going to end up on the 'naughty list'."

Nick nodded, slowly. "...Right...Okay, and so who told him about this 'naughty list' crap? Wait, let me guess, Sebastian, right?"

Jeff nodded. "Of course it was, who else would say something like that?"

"True."

"Hey Sammy," Jeff yelled, "Wanna get your daddy some tea? Of course you do! Squeeze some lemon in it too and make sure to mix it together! You forgot to last time."

"You're using him as a slave you know."

Jeff shrugged a little. "Yeah but...I'm really thirsty..." He whined a little. "And Sammy really wants to make sure he's on the 'nice list'. It's a win win."

Nick rolled his eye. "Hey Sammy," He yelled, "Make that two teas."

"Your dads love you, Sammy!" Jeff yelled.

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On the Twelfth Day of Niffmas,

(A.N:// It's kind of like I'm good at updating all these...except I'm not...)

Jeff grimaced a little as he watched his eight year old speed down the hill on his sled. "Sammy, hun, why don't you go a little...or a lot, slower?" He asked, trying his best to remain calm.

Nick chuckled. "Jeff, sweetie, let him have a little fun. He isn't going that fast."

Jeff sighed. "First speeding down a hill, next the highway."

Nick thought about saying something but decided against it at the last second; knowing it was best to remain silent.

Jeff sighed. "Sammy!" He said, voice sounding desperate. "Sammy baby, let's go home!"

Jeff's pleas went unheard as Sammy ran up the hill only to sled down it again.

"Sammy! He's ignoring me!" Jeff yelled.

Nick chuckled softly under his breath. "Sammy, come here a sec."

Sammy instantly ran straight up to Nick, making Jeff shoot a glare at Nick. "Jerk."