After shopping we head out of the mall and Blaze make sure to get a Hot Chocolate in the middle of New York. The streets of New York were crowded as always but the Christmas spirit was undeniable, I was so focused on the party that I forget it was Christmas...and I love Christmas.

It's one of my favourite times of the year and I was almost letting it slip away. I forgot of how I missed my hot chocolates, the presents for my family, feeling the cold snow touching my face, the Christmas Carol's, ice skating, making snowmen, making snow angels, walk through the busy decorated streets of New York and decorating the house...oh wait-

After getting the hot chocolate Blaze was ready to go home yet I stopped him in the middle of the street. "Wait"

"We have to go. I need to do some stuff I let-"

"You said you were having the day off" I commented with my eyebrows furrowed

"Did I?"

"We need to get decorations for our house" I said grabbing his arm and pushing him through the crowd "I was so busy with the Christmas party that I forgot it was Christmas"

"Our house? I never decorated that house with Christmas things because it looks messy and unclean that's why I liked everything white or black" he mumbled

"Yeah, well I did change the house and now we are decorating it for the first time. Look how cute we are it's like a couple activity" I commented laughing and pushing him through a store

"How wonderfull" he said in his cold and sarcastic tone

"So... What will be our main colors?" I said thing a store cart

"White" he said while looking at the garlands

"And red"

"Ok, how do you feel about a wreath?" I said while shaking one in my hand, his eyes scanned the wreath and hisface turned into disgust

"Yeah I don't like these either I don't know why" I placed the wreath down and roamed around the busy store looking for something. "Uhhh Christmas swags I like these we can place it by the fireplace or over the windows" I started to put what I wanted inside the cart "oh I am also taking these candles and they are scented! That's a big yes!"  I said happily doing my humps of joys"Oh we are getting these gnomes"

"We are getting this too" he said trying to place a weird looking Santa claus on the cart

"What the hell is that?"

"It's Santa" he said in an obvious tone "and he dances" He pushed a button and suddenly the little weird-looking Santa started to shake his ass

"We are not getting that" I said in a serious tone

"We are"

"We are not"

"He dances how can we not?"

"He doesn't dance he twerks"

"Even better"

"How old are you?"

"Ha ha, funny" he placed the Santa in the cart and grabbed it walking away from me "we are getting it"

Why are we getting a twerking Santa? I swear sometimes he is way to much of an adult for some thing and way too much of a child in others.

I quicken my pace once I realized he was far from me "Don't we need a tree?" he asked while looking at Christmas tree ornaments

"Yeah we do..."

"I know a place" he commented while I investigated the ornaments.

"Which one?" I asked while holding red glass balls and white glass balls

"Those" he pointed at the red ones "with this" he said shaking some snowman ornaments

"Oh it's little snowmen!" I exclaimed happily jumping

"I saw some silver stars at the end of the corridor too" he said placing the snowmen in the cart.

"We should get some candy cane ornaments too!" I commented while I watched him putting stuff in our cart

"I found this" he said shaking a can of snow spray. I lifted an eyebrow surprised

"That will get the house PRETTY messy" I said emphasizing the word 'pretty'

"Well if we are doing it let's do it right" he said placing the can on the cart and I couldn't help but smile. A we were on the waiting line to pay I saw the most fantastic thing on Christmas planet

"We are getting that!" I pointed at the big snowman with a cute scarf and hat on holding a broom.

"We are not getting that..." he said while leaning on the cart while looking at the things we picked. For a moment I realized how good he looked leaning on a simple supermarket cart, I don't know it was the light or the position he was in, but for some reason that cart really suited him.

"We are getting that" I said working up from my trance

"It's a gigantic snowman, we are not getting it" he explained while taking a look at the snowman

"You got the twerking santa I want the big snowman"

"Well my Santa can at least do something, what can your snowman do?" he asked trying to prove his point, and like magic, Christmas magic a angel voice came from above.

"The snowman has lights inside, he can light up. If you would like to see I can bring it to show you" a nice lady who worked there informed

"My snowman lights up!" I fired back "we are getting it" I looked at the woman and she nodded walking to the snowman so we could take one. I smiled in victory and turned my head to him, he was looking at me with an unreadable expression "what?"

"Nothing" he simply said not taking his eyes off me

"You're mad cause my snowman his better aren't you?" I asked making him roll his eyes and escape a smile from his lips

"Yeah yeah"

"You have such a bad temper when you lose" I teased

"You're impossible to deal with it"

"Get used to it, you married me" I said, between our teasing our little dispute was interrupted by an old lady. Dressed in red, with very much makeup on and candy canes hair clips. She looked like Mrs. Claus.

"I'm sorry to interrupt you two lovebirds but I just have to say that it's beautiful to see young love like this" she commented looking at me and Blaze, Miss you are so mistaken... "You both remind me of me and my husband we use to fight a lot but at the end of the day, we end up sleeping on the same bed. I wish you both a happy marriage" she with a cute smile and quickly vanished away.

Surprised I looked at Blaze "Should we tell her?" I asked

"I do not want to ruin her happiness... It's Christmas" he joked.

After paying for our stuff, we got out big and pretty tree and on our way home I saw that Santa wasat the Central Park. "We need to go there!" I exclaimed looking at the kids on waiting line for Santa

"What? I need to-"

"Stop the car" I said pointing at a parking spot

"I need to go to work! I am not going to Central Park" he said while the car was stopped in the traffic

"I didn't ask for you to come did I?" I said opening the door and leaving him there. I strolled happily to the central park and straight to the waiting line when two men in elf costumes greeted me.

"Are you going to see Santa?" they asked making me nod

"Then you have to be a good girl and wait!" one of them said

"Here! A hot chocolate for the wait" they said giving me a cup of hot chocolate

"Thanks guys!"

"Bye bye and Merry Christmas!"

"Merry Christmas !" I waved at them.

"Oh nice it has s'mores!" I squealed happily. Oh man I missed Christmas!

"Another hot chocolate, you know those are bad for you right?" I heard the annoying voice say from behind me

"Aren't you supposed to be working?"

"Aren't you supposed to be an adult?" he questioned due to the fact I ran for Santa's waiting lind

"Touché"

"So...why are we here?"

"I have always had the tradition to come to Santa with my parents, even when I was older I would come here with Jennifer or some of my friends and even my boyfriend " I said smiling at those memories - then I recalled  "ex-boyfriend" I corrected "it was always a thing I guess and it's fun"

"Asking a grown man with a costume what you want for Christmas?" he asked ironically, making the children around us pout and silently cry. Their parents tried to calm them down by claiming Blaze was a crazy and mean man... Which he was.

"Who hurt you?" I asked looking at him

-- ( sometime after Santa's lap ) --

"Let's go ice skating!" I cheered walking through the stone bridge with Blaze next to me

"You are so childish" he commented

"Ice skating is not childish I defend myself "

"I was talking about that" he pointed back at Santa Claus who was sitting in a red chair guarded by his elfs. I rolled my eyes ignoring him and searched for people who were renting ice skates.

After renting the skates I put them on and carefully walked to the Woolman Rink. "Aren't you skating?" I asked him

"No"

"Oh my God I can't believe this... Blaze Maxwell doesn't know how to skate!"

"I do know how to skate" he responded back serenely

"You do not"

"I do"

"You do not"

"I do"

"If you do why aren't you skating?"

"Because I don't feel like it" he said shrugging his shoulders

" That's what somebody who doesn't know how to skate would say" I teased

"I don't want to skate"

"Won't or can't?" I said while spinning in the ice "chicken" I commented while flapping my arms at him symbolizing the chicken

"Oh ok!" he said pissed and I watched him run after the man who was renting skates

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"You are so bad at skating jeez" Blaze commented while spinning in circles around me

"You are getting pretty annoying you know?"

"It's all on you. You made sure I would skate and here I am" he said twirling gracefully "you know you're bad at games, at lying, at teasing... What are you good at?" he questioned smirking

"Snowman" I said firmly while skating to the corner of the rink

"What was that?"

"I'm good at making snowmen c'mon" I said taking the skates and replacing them with my shoes.

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"That is such a ugly snowman" I commented while looking at his attempt of a snowman

"It's so much better than yours" he replied

"It's clearly not" I said looking at the disproportionate snowman

"How are we going to judge this?" he questioned "because I vote for mine

"And I vote for mine... I ain't voting for that" I claimed pointed at whatever that was. I heard some screams and laughs which caught my attention, a couple of kids were playing nearby so I whistle at them.

"What are you doing?" Blaze asked scared after hearing my loud whistle. The kids looked at me and I gestured them to come over which they did.

"Hey guys sorry to interrupt but which one is better?" I asked

"Are you serious asking kids to be judges of snowman?"

"They are less judgmental and go by their instincts " I explained

"This one is better!" a little blonde boy said while happily plying with my snowman

"Yeah! That one is weird" the ginger girl said pointing at Blaze's snowman

"Yeah I like this one!"

"Me too!"

"It's so cute"

"Look at his buttons"

The kids happily played with my snowman and I was finally feeling victorious "Sucks to be you" I told him

"Pfft you think a simple snowman contest has any effect on me? You are so childish" he said while walking away

"Where are you going?" I asked smiling

"Home"

"Look at that bad temper when he loses!" I exclaimed

"Yeah yeah... That doesn't affect me" he said while walking away

"Yeah? What about this?" I questioned while laughing a snowball into his black coat. The kids suddenly got quiet waiting for his response like me. He turned around slowly, as if we were in a suspense or horror movie. I could see his expressions change but he was so far away that I was having a hard time deciphering his face when-

Boom ⚪️

"Oh you did NOT!" I said angrily looking at my coat full of snow

"Oh but I did" he said from far away and I saw in his hand another ball

"You are so dead Blaze!" I exclaimed while grabbing the snow "... This means war!" I announced makingthe kids scream in joy

"Boys! Fire!" I heard from the other side... Blaze had reunited the boys to throw snowballs

"Girls! Let's go!" I shouted making them shout back with me.

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Dorothy's PoV:

"A hit more of salt and it's done" I said to myself happily cooking on the kitchen but I could not think about Mrs.Eleonora. She usually arrives early and it's been past one hour from the time she arrives however I have their dinner ready. Chicken fried rice.

Normally Mrs.Eleonora cooks with me and helps me settle the table for her because Mr.Maxwell eats after. They never eat together and I don't get to see him before going home so I simply prepare the food for Mrs.Eleonora to eat and then Mr.Maxwell will have to heat his own food.

It's sad for a young couple like them to not eat together they barely eat breakfast together. I hope they eat lunch together because I'm possibly sure they barely see each other at dinner. I have told Miss Eleonora to tell her husband to make sure he would appear more often at dinner however, it seems to have no effect. They are too young to be apart so often.

I think sometimes they forget they are couple. I know I'm only the maid but I do see this kind of things. Mr Maxwell was never the man I thought he would marry, but he did. I was hoping with the marriage, he would change his ways to be with his wife. Somethings had changed and I'm very proud of it, but some have not changed, and that saddens me as an old lady like I am in with a happy marriage of years I know the key for a good marriage is communication, respect and time while love tops it all these three concepts are very important and if Mr Maxwell forgets them, this marriage will possibly end as sooner as it started.

I do not want to be a pessimist, because, in fact, I think Mrs Eleonora was the best thing that ever happened to him she's the light of his day, and I hope he knows that if he doesn't, he surely is blind. In someway, I guess they complete each other, I have been with them for most days, and I can see how good they make to each other and how funny it is of how they push each other to the limit.

However, this all fairytale can end if Mr Maxwell takes Mrs Eleonora for granted a woman needs to be cherished. A woman needs to be loved, and I hope Mr Maxwell knows what he's doing. Although it's not my business I have grown a big eff however, this all fairytale can end if Mr Maxwell takes Mrs Eleonora for granted a woman needs to be cherished. A woman needs to be loved, and I hope Mr Maxwell knows what he's doing. Although it's not my business I have grown a big affection for both of them, and I hope the best for the couple.

I should stop now thinking of those two and I will gather my things and get ready to leave before I do that. I'm going to check on my fried chicken and hope that both of them likes this new recipe.

I checked the fried chicken rice and it tasted as good as it look like. I'm sure both of them will love this recipe. I took Mrs Eleonora favourite juice and place it on the table with everything ready. I could now leave this big house but I was stopped by the sound of the elevator door opening.

fried chicken rice and it tasted as good as it look like. I'm sure both of them will love this recipe. I took Mrs Eleonora favourite juice and place it on the table with everything ready. I could now leave this big house but I was stopped by the sound of the elevator doors opening.

It must be Mrs. Eleonora- oh dear....I look carefully at the elevator and I see a beautiful image a bit disturbing in fact I wanted to ask what happened, but I guess  I needed to laugh first. inside the elevator with Miss Eleonora and Mr Maxwell, they were both covered in snow, their jackets were drowned in water, as long as the floor of that elevator.

Their noses were red, and if they didn't take a shower right now, I'm sure they would get a big cold ahead. What the hell happened to these two?

"Hi Dorothy" Mrs.Eleonora greeted stepping out of the elevator

"Hi-" I said a bit taken back by their figures

"Good evening Dorothy" Mr.Maxwell said

"Hello Mr.Maxwell" I replied

"What's for dinner?" Mrs. Eleonkra asked

"Fried Chicken Rice... A new recipe"

"Nice" she smiled while taking off her boots

"I will place another plate for Mr.Maxwell you should have a hot bath to not catch a cold" I suggested

"We will" Mr.Maxwell said with his shoes taken and walking upstairs

"Can you wait?" she asked downstairs

"I don't wait for losers" he answered back, while he stopped at the middle of the chairs

"Losers? You cheated!"

"I did not cheat. It's not my fault you couldn't handle a little fight"

"You throw me to the floor" she defended herself while walking upstairs. Their arguing continued upstairs I couldn't heard them clearly but I could hear their mumbling with each other.

Thank God, these two are finally having a diner together.