A/N: Although I'm writing these mostly based on pre-made prompts, I'm also willing to consider taking suggestions from commenters! Just keep in mind that I might decide not to do whatever you suggest.

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Day 1

Prompt: Contentment

Characters: Luigi and Daisy

Summary: On a dark December morning, Luigi wakes up with Daisy beside him, and realises Christmas is already in the air.


I opened my eyes to be softly greeted by the twinkle of multicoloured lights and an otherwise darkened room. Squinting uncomfortably, I managed to make out the string of Christmas lights that somebody had hung up along the wall of our bedroom. Green, blue, yellow, red... Wait, what? They weren't there last night...

A warm breath against my ear and the stirring of a body against mine made me stiffen involuntarily, before I remembered who it was. Smiling ruefully, I turned my gaze onto Daisy, who seemed like she was just beginning to wake up. Even after two weeks of living together permanently, I still wasn't used to the reality - the heartwrenching, beautiful, unbelievable reality - of waking up in her arms every morning. And it was always her holding me - never the other way around. I think she just liked to feel protective of me, but I didn't have the heart to complain.

'Mhmm?' she mumbled incoherently, not opening her eyes. She nuzzled into the side of my neck, and I smiled a little more.

'Where did those... lights come from?' I whispered.

'Whah?' Daisy replied, obviously only half-awake.

'Those,' I repeated, pulling a hand out of the duvet to point at them. 'You must have put those up. While I was asleep.'

'Oh... yeah...' She gave a yawn and shifted slightly to get more comfortable. 'I got up in the middle of the night for some water, and thought it would be funny to string up the Christmas lights while you were sleeping. Do you like them?'

'Yeah. They're nice.' I'd always held a certain fondness for Christmas, and the festivities in the Mushroom Kingdom never disappointed. Even now, barely into the start of December, I felt the stirring of familiar Christmas magic in the air.

'We'll decorate... the rest of the house later,' said Daisy, punctuating her sentence with a massive yawn. 'We've got to do the tree, and the tinsel, and the cards, and... whatever else it was... I forgot...'

She draped one arm across me and burrowed further into my side, seeking to escape the early-morning winter chill. I just smiled softly, having nothing to say. Sometimes it wasn't necessary to talk. Sometimes it was more than enough to just enjoy the moment, right here, right now, bathed in the contentment of familiarity.