Legal Disclaimer: Yay! I love these! (sarcasm) I didn�t come up with the genius of SIP. Terry Moore did. Don�t sue me. Thanks. If you steal this, or use it on your site without my express permission through email, I will beat you with a blunt object until you a a pile of goo, and then I�ll call my pack of wild, rabid boars to eat your goo-y remains. It will not be pretty. You have been warned.
Content Disclaimer: No sex here. This is my first SIP fic, and I couldn�t bring myself to write sex in my first ever fic. It just didn�t seem tactful. Sorry, perhaps next time, though... *evil grin* However, this fic does deal with homosexuality (like the whole frickin� graphic novel series...) So if you for some reason have a problem with that, then go away and read some stories about magic ponies.
Um..other stuff: For Toby, who is my dearest dear lady friend, for Tashi, who I get to share my love of SIP with (yay!) and who is my bestest best best friend for ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and... for Terry Moore (GENIUS!) and for all you SIP fans out there. This is for you guys!! The internet has what, three, maybe four SIP fics. I�m gonna change that!!
Yes, it's short. Yes, it's only around three typed pages in size 12 font. Yes, it may even be considered too short. Oh well. I was tired and desperate for SIP fiction, and this is what I came up with. There will be longer, more involved, plot-like stories sooner or later. I also write for Tenchi Muyo, Xena: Warrior Princess, I go to school, work on the school newspaper, and am now working on an online virtual Xena season which will require a LOT of my time (I'm one of the six main writers. Yay!) So I'm gonna be a bit slow with the stories, but believe me, when I can, I'll write! It's my life (literally!).
With all that, onto my fic! Wheee!!!!
A Lovely Christmas Tale
By: LadyWillow
�Katchoo?�
David had just returned from the art store, where he had purchased some new paints. He had accidentally left his open the day before, and when he had gone back to them that morning, his red, yellow and blue paints were dried out.
As he walked into the home which he shared with Katchoo, the kindhearted, if not slightly insane and very jaded blond, and Francine, the sweet, innocent, and shy brunette, he found the house to be perfectly silent. David frowned. The house was never quiet. Ever. Something, he decided, must be wrong.
�Katchoo?� He called again, this time a bit louder.
< That�s funny... > He thought to himself. < They were both here when I left, and I�ve only been gone 45 minutes... > David wandered through the house, worry beginning to sink in. As he passed through the small kitchen, he saw something white on the table out of the corner of his eye. Quickly he turned, and saw that it was a not written in Katchoo�s handwriting.
David-
Francine and I decided to go for a walk. We think that we�re going to end up at the park over on Baker street. You know, with the elephant slide that Francine got stuck on last summer. Have fun with the house all to yourself. And remember, no wild parties or mass orgies, young man!
luv,
Katchoo and Francine.
David smiled to himself.
< Perfect... now I have time to plan what to get Katchoo and Francine for Christmas. >
�What if he comes looking for us, Katchoo?�
Francine and Katchoo were walking down the main street in their town, as the snow feel lightly. Both women were wearing heavy coats and mittens. Katchoo was wearing a snow hat and Francine some blue earmuffs. Katchoo couldn�t help but notice how the snowflakes caught in Francine�s beautiful hair and sat there without melting. Katchoo thought it to be quite pretty.
�Don�t worry, Francine. I know David. He�s probably kicked back right now taking it easy.�
�Okay Katchoo... if you say so.�
Katchoo smiled, and put her hands on her best friends shoulders and leaned forward until her face was only inches away from Francine�s.
�And I do say so.� She stated indignantly before she frolicked away.
�Come on, Francine! We�ve got a lot of shopping to do! Only three more weeks until Christmas!!�
�Katchoo, how about this?�
Francine and Katchoo were going through a very large and extensive art store. Katchoo seemed to be enjoying herself, as she went through the store and criticized every supply and piece of art.
�What did you find, Francine?� Katchoo hustled over to stand next to her best friend.
Katchoo�s eyes widened as she looked at what Francine had found, nestled behind a few prints. It was a beautiful painting, which depicted a sunset over a lake. A cabin was next to the beautiful scene, and curious faces of children poked out of the structure. Katchoo thought that the painting was so lifelike that she could almost smell the cool evening air, and see the frogs by the lake. She could almost feel the chilly breeze coming off of the water. Katchoo smiled.
�I think this may be perfect, Francine. How much is it?�
Francine�s face fell.
�Two-hundred dollars... Katchoo, it�s perfect, and it�s too expensive...�
Katchoo�s heart went out to her friend, who had also seemed to fall under the spell of the painting.
�We�ll find a way to get it for him, Francine. it�s the perfect Christmas gift, and it�s perfect to go in that antique frame of his. They look to be the same size.�
�That�s no good...� David mumbled to himself. He had written a long list of things which he hoped he could get for his two best friends.
�What am I going to do...� David sighed, and hid the list between his mattress and box spring.
�We�re back!� Katchoo called as she and Francine burst into the home.
�Remember Francine,� Katchoo whispered, �Not a word about the painting. We�ll find a way to get the money, okay?�
Francine nodded, just as David walked to them.
�There you two are! I was starting to get worried!�
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Katchoo smiled.
�You got the note, right?� She asked.
David nodded.
�Well then, there was nothing to be worried about. C�mon, I�m starving.� Francine and David followed Katchoo mutely to the kitchen, and they all settled down to eat.
David was out early the next day, hoping to find the perfect gifts for Katchoo and Francine.
�Ah ha!� David cried out triumphantly. �Perfect!! Katchoo will love it!� David turned over the professional paint set. His eyes widened in shock. �One-hundred-and-fifty dollars!?� David gulped. �I�ll find a way. Now... to find my gift to Francine...�
David walked to the largest CD Store in town, and began to look through all the CD�s with abandon.
�Ooooh! How much are you, my pretty...?� David mumbled as he turned over the special limited edition CD of the Indigo Girls.
�Wow... thirty-five dollars...�
�WOOOOO!! It�s Christmas!!!!� David called throughout the house. He had gotten up early and made breakfast that special morning, and ow that it was finished, it was time to wake up the ladies. But first, he wanted to have some fun.
WHEEE!!!! I loooove Christmas!!!� David called as he dashed around the small house, laughing maniacally. Then, he began to sing. Badly. �Uuuupp on the roof top reindeer pause... here comes good old Santa Claus... laaa laaa la laaa laaaa la la laaaaa....�
�Katchoo... Katchoo, get up... � Francine mumbled as she gave her new lover a shake. Katchoo yawned and stretched. She turned and looked to Francine, then smiled.
�Merry Christmas, Francine.� She whispered.
�Merry Christmas, yourself.� Francine said as she gave Katchoo a warm hug.
�Look... Francine... I didn�t um.. after buying D-Man�s gift.. I couldn't� get you...-�
�A present?� Francine finished. Katchoo nodded, slightly embarrassed.
�Katchoo, I couldn�t afford a gift for you either... but you know what?�
Katchoo looked up at Francine, curious.
�Knowing that you love me is gift enough.�
Tears filled Katchoo�s eyes, and Francine gave a rueful smile.
�And last night was without a shadow of a doubt the best gift I�ve ever received.�
Katchoo blushed, and kissed Francine gently.
�Ahem.�
The two broke apart and gazed to the bedroom door.
�I hate to bother you ladies, but breakfast is served.
Francine and Katchoo hopped off the bed, an hurried to the kitchen.
After a fantastic breakfast, the three best friends all settled down in front of the Christmas tree.
�Here you go, D-Man. This is from Francine and I.�
David grinned.
�Here, this is for you, Katchoo, and this is for you, Francine.� David said as he handed out the gifts.
�Wow... what a beautiful painting...�
�Ohmygod! The Indigo Girls!!�
�Holy shit. That�s a lot of paint supplies...�
Francine beamed at David.
�We got you the painting to go into your antique frame.�
David�s face fell.
�But I sold the frame... to buy you two your gifts...�
�Katchoo laughed.
�Well D-Man, I sold my canvas and easle, and Francine here sold her CD player to buy you your painting.�
the tree friends all looked to each other for a moment, before they all burst out laughing.
�Merry Christmas, everyone!!� They all called, and lunged in for a group hug.
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