(Not a dream, but just a sweet little imagine. Merry Christmas!)

My eyes slowly opened, the morning sunlight peeking through my closed curtains. A gentle smile crossed my face as I remembered that today was Christmas. As my senses came back, I heard a slight rustling sound that seemed to be coming from the Christmas tree. Rubbing the sleep from my eyes and pushing off the bed covers, I crept out to the living room. I was surprised to see a large present sitting by the tree, since I'd opened all my gifts the previous day. What was especially strange was the wrapping paper.

Instead of red and green, this present was wrapped with red and maroon striped paper, speckled with yellow and hot pink dots. A noise seemed to be coming from inside the box, too. It sounded a bit like white noise. I decided I couldn't wait any longer, and began tearing the wrapping paper from the box. I carefully pried the box flaps open, in case whatever was inside was fragile. My eyes widened.

Curled up inside the box, fast asleep and peaceful, was the Radio Demon, Alastor(Yes, I think of him a lot). As I tried to steady the pounding of my heart, he opened his eyes. "Well well, look who's finally awake." Alastor whispered, sitting up in the box. "I...I..." I stammered, completely at a loss for words. Alastor gave me a smile, reaching out to run a finger down my cheek. "I know exactly what you want to do right now, my Dear."

And he was right. I practically yanked Alastor out of the box and hugged him as tightly as I could. I finally felt the warmth I'd been craving for so long as Alastor wrapped his arms around me in return. After a while, we broke away from the hug. "How are you here? I-In reality, I mean." I asked as Alastor pulled me into his lap. Alastor chuckled.

"You love me, don't you? I believe your strong affections manifested me in your world!" I felt that all too familiar ache in my chest as I buried my face in Alastor's shoulder. "Y-You're right, I d-do!" I whispered as tears of happiness filled my eyes. Alastor put a finger under my chin and tilted my face up to look at him. "Why so many tears on your face, Mon Amour? And today of all days?" Alastor gently asked, wiping my tears away. "B-Because I love you, Alastor...!" I sniffled.

Alastor sighed, glancing at the nearby clock. "My my, it's still rather early for you to be up, My Dear." "I know, I just couldn't wait." I replied. "In any case," Alastor said, sweeping me up in his arms. "You still need your beauty rest." I felt my blood rush to my cheeks.

"O-Ok, Allie." Alastor lifted a brow with a goofy smile. "That your nickname for me, Dear?" he asked. I smiled, feeling a bit flustered. "One of them." Alastor let out a small laugh as we finally reached my room.

I reached my arms out like a toddler as Alastor tucked me back into bed. "Please stay...?" I begged. Alastor motioned for me to scoot over, and laid next to me as I did so. "As you wish, my Darling." he replied. I slowly moved back toward Alastor until I was finally laying in his arms. Alastor grinned, gently embracing me and closing his eyes.

"Merry Christmas, Sweetheart." he cooed, white noise beginning to take over his voice. "Merry Christmas, Love." I whispered before finally drifting off to sleep.