John had been sleeping blissfully until about five minutes ago his son and daughter had decided to make their entrance into the bedroom. They had one goal: wake up their parents in order to open Christmas gifts. So for the last five minutes he had been subjected to the little hands of his seven-and-a-half-year-old daughter, Emma, poking and prodding every inch of available skin not covered by the blanket and his six-year-old son, Rex, questioning Emma's every attempt to wake him. He was used to this. Ever since Emma was old enough to understand that Christmas meant presents, she had no belief in sleeping past 7 a.m. on Christmas mornings. This was quickly passed onto Rex.
"I don't know. He hasn't moved though," Emma answered in a whisper to her brother. "Let me try this."
John internally cringed and sure enough he felt two little fingers at his eyelids trying to pry them open. This was always Emma's last resort. If she failed to wake him up after the eye prying they would move on to their mother and go through the whole routine with her. John just hoped that Shayera had the idea to catch a few more hours of sleep and would be able to fend off the attack. The problem was that they goaded each other on. If both efforts were fruitless the kids would return to their rooms for at least another hour before trying again.
"What about Mommy?" Rex suggested as he watched his sister's failing attempt.
With that statement John heard two sets of feet shuffle their way around the foot of the bed to come to a stop in front of their mother.
"Is she awake?" Rex asked.
When John knew that all of their attention was focused on her, he silently turned over and peered at the display with half opened eyes. Shayera was lying on her side facing him with her eyes open and a grin stretched from ear to ear.
"She keeps poking my back," She mumbled.
"Do you want them to know we're awake?" He mumbled back.
"Might as well. You know they aren't going to let us sleep. It's Christmas after all."
After her response John raised his head over her to look at the two kids standing on the other side.
Rex was the first one to notice, "Daddy's up." He clambered on to the bed, over his mother much to her discomfort, and landed directly between John and Shayera. "So is Mommy."
Not the one to be left out, Emma soon enough made her home between her parents, wedging them farther apart.
"Can we open presents? Please, please, please, please?" Rex pleaded with his hands clasped together.
John sighed, "In a minute Rex, let us wake up first."
"But Dad, you and Mom are awake," Emma corrected him as she came into view from over her brother's shoulder.
"That's not what I meant princess. Why don't you and Rex go on ahead to the kitchen? We'll be there in a minute, have breakfast, and then you can open presents."
"Well hurry Dad and you too Mom," Emma demanded as she and Rex climbed off the bed.
"Yes my little drill sergeant," Shayera saluted her as she walked out the door. "I can't believe how bossy she is sometimes."
"She takes after her mother," She swatted his arm as he chuckled. "I seriously thought they would never leave," John stated as his hand was trailing up her side.
"John," Shayera sighed. "You know we don't have time for that. If we're not out there in thirty seconds they'll be back. But, if you're good, I'll see what I can do for you later," She leaned over and gave him a soft kiss on the lips before rolling over and making her way out of the bed.
"I'm holding you to that," He replied as he rolled over onto his back, placing his hands behind his head.
"What are you looking at?" Shayera grinned as she caught him staring.
"Just some unbelievable beautiful woman. That's all." His eyes never left her body and she didn't fail to notice.
"I'm wearing flannel. How do you find that the least bit attractive?" Shayera asked as she chuckled. "You're crazy."
"It's because I know what's underneath it," He shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly and climbed out of the bed. On his way past her, he gave her a slow kiss and made a beeline out the room and to the bathroom to get there before she did. Shayera laughed at his antics. Every morning he practically ran to the bathroom to get there before she did, claiming she took too long and that he didn't want to wait.
"Mommy, when are you and Daddy gonna be ready?" Rex asked as she walked out of the bedroom.
"In just a few minutes Rex. I promise sweetie," She stated as she ruffled his hair.
"Ok," The boy sighed.
Shayera walked in the bathroom and leaned against the sink as John brushed his teeth, "We are being summoned. Pick up the pace Lantern."
"I'm done, it's all yours," He stated as he left.
Upon arrival into the kitchen he was met with two arms wrapping their way around his legs and the voice of her daughter demanding to be picked up. He lifted her into his arms and gave her a kiss on the cheek. He couldn't believe how much Emma favored Shayera. Her emerald eyes could make him melt just like her mother's. She was a mini-Shayera all the way.
"What do you guys want for breakfast?" John asked just as Shayera made her way out of the bathroom. As she passed him she skimmed her hand across his back and gave him a wink.
"Something quick like cereal or Pop-Tarts!" Rex piped up from his place at the table as John lowered Emma onto her chair.
"Coming right up," John replied as walked into kitchen. He then wrapped his arms around Shayera's waist, pulling her close and whispering in her ear, "You didn't give me what I wanted for breakfast."
"John behave!" She playfully elbowed him
"Pop-Tarts or cereal?" He asked her.
"Give them cereal, it has less sugar," She replied. "We don't need them even more hyped up."
John handed her the bowls of cereal. "Don't drop them and make a mess."
"I'm not that klutzy." Shayera rolled her eyes. "Here you go guys." She announced, setting the children's bowls in front of them before taking her place at the table.
"Slow down you two, the presents aren't going anywhere," John declared as he watched the kids shovel bite after bite into their mouths.
"All done!" Rex set his spoon down and looked at John and Shayera. "Hurry up!"
"Yeah hurry, I'm done too!" Emma practically shouted before running toward the presents.
"I guess we're not going to be able to eat yet," Shayera said to John before they followed the kids.
Upon entry to the living room they found both kids plowing through the presents trying to identify theirs. This was an expected occurrence to Shayera and she couldn't help but grin. "Emma, Rex take it easy. Have a seat so you can open the presents." Both Emma and Rex sat down and looked at her and John impatiently waiting for a gift to open.
After almost forty minutes of opening gifts both kids were happily playing with newly acquired toys. John and Shayera were surrounded by a massive pile of wrapping paper while they sat on the couch and watched the kids.
"I love you," Shayera avowed. She lifted her head from his shoulder and gave him a kiss before returning her head to its previous place.
"Not as much as I love you," John felt his arms tighten around her waist as he leaned in to kiss her.
"Mommy, Daddy look at this!" Rex shouted as he shoved his way between them, breaking them out of their moment.
"Today was tiring," Shayera stated as she slid her way into bed and over to John nuzzling her head into his neck.
"Not too tired to give me my gift I hope," John teased as he kissed her collarbone.
"I'm never too tired for that," She answered before rolling on top of him.
"I'm glad to hear that. I have been waiting all day to do this," His hands found their way to her waist and he rolled them over so he was on top.
"Be careful with my wings John," She quietly scolded him.
A knock on the door halted all progress and John sighed before lowering his head so his forehead rested on Shayera's. "Well Shay, so much for that." Shayera laughed as she ran a hand up his arm sympathetically.
"Mommy, Daddy?" Rex called outside their door. "I heard a monster under my bed. Can I sleep with you?"
"Of course you can Rex," Shayera called out as John rolled off of her and onto his back.
The door opened and Rex ran immediately to Shayera so she could lift him onto the bed. As he made himself comfortable in between them, John looked at Shayera, "Maybe we can finish what we started tomorrow."
"Maybe," A grin stretched across Shayera's face as she hugged Rex closer to her. "But I'm not complaining."
It was just another Christmas in paradise and there wasn't any other place they would rather be.
A/N: I don't know but I felt like writing some fluff. At first I was going to write something a bit depressing but I didn't want to ruin the Christmas spirit. I also sorta tried for a record and wrote this in approximately one hour and thirty-nine minutes. Any mistakes or "sucky-ness" is my fault and I readily take the blame.
Well anyway, Merry Christmas and Happy New Years everyone! :)