Christmas Eve
"Grandma, Grandma," Max climbed onto the couch. "Read us a fairy tale," Max placed a fairy tale book in her lap. "Very well," Maryse smiled. "Once upon a time...." Maryse began to read.
A tree shone in the living room, and Alec and Magnus were spinning in the kitchen preparing for tomorrow's lunch. And they were really happy that Maryse had confiscated the boys. Alec hugged Magnus around the waist and kissed him. Magnus began to return the kisses. "That you won't rest," Luke laughed as he entered the house with his shopping bags. "It was Magnus' idea to hang mistletoe in the kitchen," Alec defended.
"One more, Grandma. Please. One more! ”Rafael begged. "All right, one more," Maryse agreed when she heard her son and son-in-law arguing with Luke."Behind seven mountains and seven rivers ...."
"Come on, boys. Go to sleep!" Alec entered the living room. "Not yet, Daddy, please not yet." Both boys begged. "It is late. If you don't go to sleep, Santa Claus will not come to you. "
"No, no! We're leaving!" Rafael took the book and ran after his brother.
"I hope you tow stand for while," Magnus turned from the stove. "I'm making mulled wine, so I hope you take with us."
"We´ll be glad," Luke agreed. While Luke, Maryse, Magnus and Alec sat in the living room drinking a welder.
Upstairs in the beds, Rafael and Max slept and dreamed of what Santa Claus might give them.