torch, flambeau@strangeplaces.net
December 23, 2003

Disclaimer: I do not hold the copyright to any Celine Dion songs. Written as a stocking-stuffer for tzikeh as part of while we tell of yuletide treasure 2003. Do not archive this story without permission.

A fine romance

"I love you," Jed said.

"I love you, too," Leo said.

"I love you more," Jed said.

"No, I love you more," Leo said.

"No, I love you more, honey-bunny," Jed said.

"No, I love you more, snookums pookums," Leo said.

"I love you more than anything," Jed said.

"I love you more than anything, too," Leo said. "Let me sing you something by Celine Dion to prove it."

Jed looked at him.

Leo coughed.

"I love you more than anything, too, angel precious," Leo said.

"That's more like it," Jed said. "My darling little turtle-dove."

And then they kissed.

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