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Imagine exchanging gifts with Ted

"Babe! Babe! Open you gift!" Ted Logan came tearing through the halls at school on your last day before Christmas break. He skidded across the floor right up to your locker, white envelope in hand.

"Dude, it's not Christmas yet. Don't you know to wait?" You reached out to boop his nose. He was bouncing up and down on his toes as he pushed the envelope into your hands.

"Trust me dude, this can't wait!"

You took it from him and tore it open, and as you did, two slips of paper fell put into your hands. You examined them closely.

"Van Halen
Row A, seats 15 and 16"
You barely stifled a scream with your hand before you jumped into Ted's arms. He crashed back into the lockers with the sudden force, causing everyone to look over at you two, but neither of you cared.

"Dude!!!" You cried, the only word you could manage to get out. "No way!"
"Yes way!"
"I thought you'd be going with Bill!"
"Bill's got his own tickets, dude!" Ted said, assuring you, but getting you focused again. "Look, first row! I couldn't believe it!"

You two danced all the way to Winter break in happiness, but as soon as it came time for the concert, you felt a little rock settle in your stomach.

'This must have cost a fortune,' you thought, "meanwhile all I got him was a guitar. That's gonna seem so lame compared to a freaking Van Halen concert!"

You would've loved to treat him to a Van Halen or Iron Maiden concert, but buying the guitar for Ted cost almost every spare dollar you'd had.

But you pushed the thought aside as you prepared for the concert. You decided to dress up festive, since it was so close to Christmas.

You showed up at the concert hall with Ted and he handed you the ticket. You both headed toward the stadium, but you passed by a merchandise booth.

"Hang on, I wanna get a shirt," Ted said, running over, "You want one?"

'Yes,' you think, but you don't have money to spare for a $20 shirt.

"Nah, I'm alright. I can grab nachos." You reply instead.
Literally the only thing you can afford is some dry chips and globby cheese sauce. All for a present that won't even compare to seeing Eddie Van Halen in person.

Soon, the two of you were settled in the front row, close enough to prop up against the stage with your elbows. You had to crane your neck to see the entire stage.

"Woah," Ted mumbled, gazing up at the endless speakers. The lights dimmed and the crowd lit up in thunderous applause. You and Ted stomped your feet and banged your hands on the stage.

"HELLO SAN DIMAS ARE YOU READY TO ROCK TONIGHT?!"

With a heavy guitar riff and the flash of strobe lights, the concert was off.

At the midway point of the concert, the lights went up and the legend himself walked right up to you and Ted, who had his arm draped around you.
Eddie Van Halen was offering you his hand.
'Take it you idiot!' You thought, having been struck dumb by the surprise. You grabbed his hand and climbed up onto the stage, and Ted followed.

You were blinded by the camera flashes and spotlights all pointed at the three of you. You had your camera out and fumbled to take pictures.

There was a mic in your face. They wanted you to speak?
"....what?"
The crowd laughed. This time you could hear the question.

"What's your name?"
"Oh. Uh, (your name)."
"And yours?" He asked Ted.
"I am Ted 'Theodore' Logan! HI BILL!!" Ted shouted, waving wildly toward Bill's seat and breaking into an air guitar.

The crowd laughed again, and you could hear, even over the noise, Bill yelling "THAT'S MY BEST FRIEND! PARTY ON DUDE! PARTY ON DUDE!"

The band then began playing {your favorite song}. The crowd cheered you on, so Ted threw his arm around you and began to sing.

You were beyond excited and terrified at the idea.
But you figured, why the heck not?!
You sang your lungs out on stage with Van Halen that night, stamping your feet along to the drums while Ted was pulling an impressive air guitar riff.

You got tons of pictures and a memory that would last a lifetime.
In the heat of the moment, right before the song ended, Ted grabbed you in a tight embrace and kissed you right there in front of everyone, arms around your back, dipping you down low, and the crowd exploded in encouraging cheers.

It was enough to bring a tear to your eye. What a most excellent present it was!!

♡Christmas Day♡

You lugged the wrapped guitar case over to Ted on Christmas morning, both of you decked in Santa hats.

"For you," you said, placing the gift in front of him.
"Aw babe, for me?!" He excitedly ripped the paper off the case, like an excited child.

He popped open the lid and pulled your {favorite color} guitar out. His jaw dropped, but he was quick to cover his mouth with his hands.
"No...way...," he breathed.
"Yes way," you said shyly.
"No way!!" He shouted happily, putting it over his shoulder. "It's got my name on it too?!"

"You like it?"
"Dude! I love it!" He played a quick riff before pulling you into a hug.
"You sure? I mean it's no Van Halen, but--"

Ted leaned in quick to cut off your protest with a quick kiss.
"Babe. I said I loved it. Thank you so much! Merry Christmas."
"Merry Christmas, Teddy,"

He moved back in for another kiss, a long, long, sweet one, pressing close enough so that you two could feel the cool metal of the guitar between you,. And that's how the two of you stayed for ages, tangled up in each other like there was no one else in the world.

It was never said, never wrapped up with a bow, but the two of you agreed that that kiss was honestly the best present of all. ;)

Author's Note: *fans self* is it hot in here or is it just Keanu Reeves? ;)