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Christmas Fiction

~Christmas Morning~

Whoever said “all is calm” was clearly not talking about Christmas morning with twin, three year old girls. Serenity and Trinity were up bright and early bouncing on the bed. I laughed and opened my eyes. Their blonde curls were bouncing and they were attempting to wake the sleeping log that is their father, Ron.  “Daddy. Hey sleepy.” Trinity laughs and pats his white hair. A smile creeps along his face but he growls at them. Laughter fills the room again. “Yes we have to see what santa left us.” I say getting up. The girls quickly jump off the bed, onto the plush carpet. Our Jack Russell, Nigel runs after them. “How does coffee sound?” Ron shoots me a thumbs up. Who knew having twins to chase around at 64 would wear him out? Hell, I’m not even 25 and I’m tired most of the time.

“Mommmmy! Daaadddy!” Both girls were shouting from the landing. Nigel’s barking accompanied the shouts. I laughed and slipped on my silk robe. He follows in flannel pants and a black shirt. The second we hit the bottom of the stairs the girls bolt to the extravagant tree. Heaps of presents are surrounding the bottom, most of them are for the girls.

“Look at all those gifts.” I beam and sit on the floor with them. Ron sits in his beloved plush chair. Serenity climbs on his lap. “We’ll open some now and some in a little while when Ashley and Titus come over.” Titus had worked with Ron a few years ago on Sons of Anarchy and I had become friends with his wife.

“Jorja!” The girls laugh and dance around. Jorja was Ashley’s two year old daughter and the twin’s best friend. Ron throws his head back and laughs.  Serenity copies him and I can’t help but smile. Before I have the chance to grab Ron’s present Trinity has torn into one of hers.

“A dress!” She shrieks. “Punzel’s dress!” These girls had more Tangled merchandize than they knew what to do with. Probably because their dad was in it and they watched it constantly.

“Yes a dress to match Rapunzel’s.” I grin and give a gift to Ron and Serenity. Christmas morning or not I was the one making sure everything ran smoothly. Trinity shrieks with laughter as Nigel scratches at the paper of one of his gifts.

“You wrapped the dog’s gifts?” Ron chuckles. As if he didn’t spoil the small dog rotten. Paper goes flying as Nigel smell the dog treats that are under the wrapping.

“At least I wrap presents.” I say with a cheeky smile. I knew the bags around the tree were gifts from him and he was just fed up with attempting to use wrapping paper. He jokingly growls but quickly laughs as the girls scream over their next gifts. “Give daddy the present we got for him.”

“I got it!” Trinity shouts, earning more barking from Nigel. She grabs a crudely wrapped box covered in bows and ribbon. “I wrapped it!” It was clear the yelling wouldn’t be stopping anytime soon.

“I can see that. I love it.” He beams and tries to tear it open. Serenity laughs as all the bows fly off. “I see you used plenty of ribbon.”

“It’s pretty like that.” Trinity, who is clearly the outspoken one, says with her hands on her hips. I can’t help but laugh. She claps and bounces around as he manages to free a pair of socks with little Jack Russells on them. His laughter booms through the living room.

“I trusted them to wrap those.” I grin as he plants a kiss on both of their cheeks.

              Just as I get breakfast started the doorbell rings. As if we needed the doorbell with two screaming kids and a hyperactive dog. Luckily I could leave the French toast to bake while I answer the door. Ron is wrapped up in re-reading the paper from the night before.

“Don’t open the door!” I shout rushing to it. Obviously it’s Titus and Ashley but the twins would let anyone in. I could already hear Jorja shrieking with laughter as I opened the door. “Hi there! Whoa something smells burnt.” Ashley comes in rolling her eyes and sets the bags down.

“Mr. Genius here thought he would bake Christmas cookies for you guys.” She says. I can’t help but laugh. Titus was a great guy, except when it came to cooking, or being serious. The twins already have Jorja in a tight group hug.

“I was doing fine until I forgot about them while you and I….”

“Titus!” Ashley snaps, red in the face. She was certainly never bored. I laugh more and hug them. “So yes we both smell like smoke and so does our kitchen.”

“It will fade. Smells wonderful in here.” He grins. “Where’s that geezer of yours?” My cheeks already hurting from laughing. The jokes about Ron’s age or our age difference never stopped.

“He’s in the kitchen and you’re one to talk with all that gray hair.” I tease and lead them to the grand kitchen. Ashley laughs and he gives her a playful glare.

“Someone smells like they’ve been rolling around in an ashtray.” Ron says folding his paper up. Ashley and I laugh more as I serve everyone coffee.

“Don’t ask.” Titus says sitting at the table. The girls run in, wearing their identical Rapunzel dresses, with Jorja in tow. She pulls herself on Titus’ lap.

“Someone is getting big.” Ron smiles and she waves at him before grabbing her dads face. I refill his coffee and sit on the other side of him.

“Yes she is.” Titus grins. Ashley sits beside him. It’s easy to see how much in love they are, even if she acts annoyed with him being a goofball. Serenity, who is attached to Ron at the hip, wiggles her way onto his lap. “I see we have two Rapunzels joining us.”

“No I’m Serenity.” She pouts. Ah how sarcasm is lost in the three year old mind. We all laugh. “More presents now?” And then she looks up at Ron with her little bottom lip pushed so far out and her eyes the size of saucers.

“There’s the pout that’s putting me in debt.” He chuckles and stands up. Titus follows, carrying Jorja.

“Can you believe they were once a tough biker and an IRA psychopath?” I giggle to Ashley. She throws her head back laughing. Clearly they were only playing characters but it still cracks us up.