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Cross-posted from DA

Title: A Christmas to Remember
Recipient: Dara
Type of gift: Fic
Rating: PG 13
Author: kira
Chars/Pairs: Germany (Ludwig)/nyo!Italy (Daisy), Prussia (Gilbert), mention of Romano & Hungary(Lizzie)
Genres: romance
Warnings: none
Word Count: 1529
Summary: Ludwig and Daisy come home from a trip to the Christmas Market, where Ludwig has a special gift waiting for her…
Author’s notes: This is unbetaed so any mistakes are my own.

For Dara… Happy Holidays!

“You sure he won’t mind if we leave him here?” Daisy asked as she huddled closer to her boyfriend for warmth. They had spent the afternoon wandering around the stalls at the annual Christmas Market in his home town of Berlin and now that the sun had gone down, it had gotten a lot colder. She glanced over her shoulder at the portable toboggan run, where her boyfriend’s brother Gilbert waited on line for another turn.

Ludwig nodded. “If you want, we can ask him again, Daisy, but I’m sure the answer’ll be the same.”

“I know, but it’s cold,” she shivered, “and what if he gets sick or something?”

“If he gets sick it’ll be from all the beer he drank and not the cold.”


“Daisy,” he said, giving her one of his rare smiles.

She giggled and snuggled into him for warmth. “Do you think we can get some hot chocolate?”

Ludwig wrapped his arms around Daisy, holding her close. “Okay.” Neither one of them made a move to leave; despite the cold and the looks they were getting from passersby. “My Angel,” he said softly.

“My Gummi Bear,” Daisy said as she tilted her head up to look at him.

Ludwig felt his cheeks heating up as he held her glaze. He thought Daisy Vargas was the cutest thing he had ever seen and he could not thank his brother enough for introducing him to her. He was about to lean in and kiss her when Gilbert called out to them.

“Hey, kids!”

Ludwig growled at the interruption, although Daisy giggled. Their relationship had been marked by a series of near-misses. If Gilbert was not tagging along and popping up at the most inopportune moments, then her brother Romano was doing his best to get them to break up. In the three years they had been dating, Daisy could count on the fingers of one hand the number of times they actually kissed, never mind anything else. Far from upsetting her, it only endeared Ludwig all the more to her.

“What do you want, Gil?” Ludwig said.

Gilbert smirked. “Lizzie just texted me she’s at the beer tent. Her shift ended early, so I’m going over there to hang out for a while.” His smirk broadened into a grin. “And uh… don’t wait up for me, cuz I think we’re going back to her place.” Gilbert winked. “And, Lutz, don’t do anything I wouldn’t do…” His trademark smirk was back. “Cuz I don’t think you could handle the stuff I could do!” He laughed.

Ludwig, however, was not amused. He was about to tell his brother off when Gilbert got another text.

“Gotta run, kids! Catch you later!” And with, he turned on his heel and hurried off into the crowd.

“Come, Ludwig, let’s go get some hot chocolate,” Daisy said. “I’m cold.” She tugged on his arm.

“Hmm?” Ludwig replied. He had been staring off in the direction his brother had disappeared in when it slowly sunk in that they would be alone while they finished decorating the tree and his special surprise for her was found. “Oh, yes.” He blushed as he collected his thoughts. “Sorry, Daisy.”

She giggled. “It’s okay.”

Arm in arm, the two of them walked to the nearest hot beverage stand, where Ludwig bought two hot chocolates. Huddling together for warmth, they sipped their drinks. A light snow was beginning to fall, the tiny flakes dancing in the light breeze.

“You almost finished?” Ludwig said, before downing the last few mouthfuls of his cocoa. He tossed his empty cup in the garbage.

“Almost. Can I take it with me? It’s a bit too hot for me drink it so fast.”


Ludwig put an arm around his girlfriend’s shoulders as they walked through the market towards his home. Daisy held the paper cup in both hands, savoring the warmth that seeped in through her mittens. Ludwig’s public displays of affection warmed her as well, but in a different way. Normally quiet and reserved, he not only called her his Angel in public, he also nearly kissed her in front of everyone before Gilbert’s ill-timed interruption and now he had his arm around her.

Ludwig glanced down at her and smiled. Daisy looked up at him and let out a soft contented sigh, before smiling back at him. Then it happened without him giving it a second thought. Ludwig paused, and taking the cup of cocoa from her, he leaned in and kissed her. Daisy was glad he had the hot chocolate as she melted into his awkward embrace. Throwing her arms around his neck, she kissed him back with a kiss that quickly went from chaste to heated. It was over as quickly as it had happened, and taking her hot chocolate back, she held Ludwig’s hand as they hurried through the streets to his home. The snow was beginning to fall harder so that by the time they reached Ludwig’s house, there was a nice dusting of snow on the ground.

Unlocking the front door, Ludwig called out to his barking dogs to go lay down. He opened the door and let Daisy inside. Following her, he closed and locked the door behind him. Daisy finished her cocoa, and setting the cup on the hall table, she took off her coat and hung it up. It was when she looked over at her boyfriend, who was doing the something, that she noticed it.

Giggling, Daisy pointed upwards and Ludwig looked up. His pink cheeks deepened in color when he realized he was standing under some mistletoe his brother had not doubt hung up there. The funny thing was, Ludwig was sure it was not there when they had all left for the Christmas Market.

“My Angel?”

“My Gummi Bear…”

Daisy took a step forward and standing on her tiptoes, she met him halfway for a kiss. Alone, except for the dogs, Ludwig deepened the kiss as he wrapped his arms around his girlfriend. She thought this was the romantic moment in their whole relationship, but Ludwig had a bigger one in store for her. Breaking the kiss, they stepped apart, before leaning in for another kiss.



“Want to help me hide the pickle?”

“The what?”

“The pickle. When we were younger, my father always hid this glass pickle shaped ornament on the tree. We have some family in America that brought this custom over one year when my father was little and they were visiting, or my father and his family had visited them, I forget, and then it became a part of our tradition. Anyway, whoever found it first always got the first piece of my mother’s stollen.” Ludwig chuckled. “And Gil always found it first. When my mother passed, I started baking the stollen, while my father hid the pickle for Gil to find. We continued that tradition in college and even though we’re on our own, I still hide it for him and bake the stollen.”

“Awe…” She reached up to cup his cheek. “We’re still going to your father’s tomorrow, right?”

He nodded. “But first, we have a pickle to hide.”


They walked into the living room, where the Christmas tree stood in the corner. It was covered in antique ornaments and hung with popcorn garlands. Even though it was similar to how her family celebrated, with a hand carved crèche surrounded by Christmas cards on a nearby table, there was no Urn of Fate, but she did love the advent calendar with it little gifts of sweets and inexpensive trinkets. Like the little “diamond” ring she found today when she opened the door on the calendar. Daisy remembered taking it off to help wash the dishes at lunch, but she had not seen it since and it saddened her.

Ludwig hoped she would spot the little blue box; he carefully hung on the tree this morning, while they hunted for the perfect place to hide the pickle. Armed with the pickle, he and Daisy walked around the tree. Just when he gave up all hope of her finding it on her own, she spotted the box.

“Ludwig? What’s this?”

“I don’t know…” he said softly as he felt his cheeks heating up. “Why don’t you take it down and see…?”

Daisy looked at him and smiled. She reached for the box and took it off the tree, while Ludwig hung the pickle in its place. “Should we open it?”

“Let me see it.” Ludwig took the box and opened it. Inside was a smaller velvet box, which he took out. Opening it so that she could see the ring inside, he dropped to one knee and said, “Daisy, will you marry me?”

Daisy felt her eyes welling up with tears. She smiled and unable to speak, she nodded, before getting down on his level and hugging him. “Yes!” she somehow managed to squeak out as she peppered his face with kisses.

When Ludwig finally slipped the ring on her finger, it was hard to say who felt happier, although both agreed this was one Christmas season they would never forget.


( 2 comments — Leave a comment )
Jan. 26th, 2015 05:01 pm (UTC)
Awww! That was so sweet! Like, I knew it was going to happen, but it was still so so sweet to read. I'm grinning stupidly now ;)
Jan. 26th, 2015 08:04 pm (UTC)
*blushes* Thanks! Yeah, but they wanted fluffy & what's fluffier than a Christmas engagement? :D I'm sooo glad you liked it even if you knew what was going to happen. :D
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