It's Beginning to Look a lot like Christmas... || Ben, Jesse, Claire, and Lisa.
It was Thanksgiving, which meant only one thing.
Christmas was twenty-six days away.
Sure, there were turkeys to be put into the oven. Pies to be cut. Tables to be set... but none of that mattered with Christmas music filtering out of the alarm clock's radio and a well worn sweater being pulled over Ben's head.
Claire and Jesse were blissfully unaware of Ben's excitement as they slept. Little did they know that he was going to wake them up, force them to watch the entirety of the Macy's Day Parade with him, and then somehow convince them to pack up their belongings and head to his mother's bed and breakfast.
Lisa'd kill him if he didn't come back for the holidays now. Not that Ben didn't want to, he just wanted his two best friends to come with him this time around. Claire would be easy to convince, but Jesse...? That was completely different story.













