Holiday Special🎄🎅🎁

Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays everyone! We're here on Christmad Day with your's truly, the often belated Authoress MarillCakes!

Today, I have with me the requested drabbles/scenarios on AUs you all asked for this Christmas or other holidays. Exciting! Remember, you guys are always welcome to add to these drabbles in the comments or write your own! I love reading them!

Although not all of the AUs asked for will be shown, I did as many as I could and hope you all enjoy them! I only had so much time to work on them all. I might post more throughout the winter break. The most requested AU that we will be starting with is...

[Idol AU, An Interview With M&M]

"Good evening, Andize Country!" The cheerful voice cut through the studio, bringing about a round of applause from the audience. The host was sat comfortably in a chair pulled up to a desk, decked out in a fancy magenta suit and tie with his microphone held in hand.

"This is your host, Mr. Magenta, live in the studio with some very special guests!" Mr. Magenta was grinning ear to ear despite the cold sweat running down his back. He'd been doing this show for years, watching stars rise and fall as they came onto his show. But never in his career had he been this nervous about doing an interview with an up-and-coming idol group. Hell, he barely had idol groups on his show. It was usually actors and solo performers, but the demand for them had been so high that his producers forced the interview on him. "Everyone, please welcome our special guests! You know them, you love them, and if you don't you will soon! Put your hands together for M&M!"

The crowd exploded into cheers, screams, and chants. Much more energy than he was given when he came on stage, but okay. It was understandable. He was an old man and the two ladies walking on stage with poise were pretty.

M&M, known in full by Mistress&Maid, was an idol duo quickly gaining popularity both nationally and internationally. This not only for their talent and promise shown in their debut album, Candlelit, but their stunning visuals. This was meant both in the music videos for their album and the members themselves.

The oldest member was Ava, who had been with the agency the longest and was currently 22. She brought the dancing skills to the group and had actually opened Candlelit's MV with a solo dance choreography that had quickly pulled people in. Her appearance was also quite interesting. Pale skin with long, silvery, almost slightly purple hair, and pink eye contacts (As far as he knew). A mature beauty is what people often called her. The Maid part of M&M. Her quick wave to the crowd got them screaming again as she sat down. There was also the factor of her outfit, form-fitting black pants with a high-neck lacey white blouse along with a thin black ribbon tied sideways along the neck.

Then there was the other part of the duo. The Mistress in M&M. The omnipresent Ophelia. Black hair, yellow eyes, and a lot of personality. It made sense why she was so popular. Ophelia had grown up in the spotlight due to two famous and rich parents, to the point some people suspect she bought her way into the entertainment industry. Her talent in vocals couldn't be denied though.

People couldn't help but notice the close relationship between the two either. Rather than friends or co-workers, they were like sisters. Some extremists would say lovers, but they were often dismissed. Even on the show, you could see how close they were.

"Welcome, ladies. It's wonderful to have you here tonight."

Ava gave Mr. Magenta a soft smile. "It's wonderful to be here, Mr. Magenta. I've watched your show since I was a kid, always been excellent."

A charmer per usual, as he'd been told by their manager.

"It's always great to meet a fan. As you've probably been told, we have some questions for you ladies."

"Of course, of course. Ask away."

"Will do. This one is for the both of you, how did the two of you first get along when you were told you'd be in a duo together?"

Ava let out a hum as she looked over at Ophelia who began to laugh.

"She treated me like a toddler." Ophelia shook her head through laughter.

Ava shrugged. "Because you acted like one. Couldn't sleep without-"

"Wait, wait, wait don't go ratting me out!"

They both laughed wholeheartedly.

"I will admit that I was a bit of a brat."

"Was?"

Mr. Magenta couldn't help but crack a smile at that. "Alright, next question. This one for Ophelia. How do you feel about the accusations that you paid to get into the duo?"

"Offended. But also amazed that they think my parents would buy me a way in. They wouldn't even buy me my own car. I worked to get here just like everyone else."

"Mhm. Powerful answer. This one for Ava. As the older member of the group, how do you feel about fans thinking you and Ophelia have a romantic relationship?"

The silver-haired girl paused at that and thought for a bit. "I feel, uncomfortable I suppose. I have always felt more like an older sister to Ophelia, and see her as family. The fact that people take that the wrong way is understandable, but I would like for them to understand that there is nothing like that going on."

Mr. Magenta nodded and continued with the rest of the questions. However, Ava seemed quite out of it, touching her neck from time to time throughout the rest of the interview.

It was such luck that her outfit for today covered her entire neck. Otherwise, how could she explain the millions of hickeys dotting it? Or the smug grin of her 'sister' teammate.

[ Knight AU - On The Run ]

"You've brought me a lot of trouble, you know that?"

"..."

"You can't even talk! Your very existence is my problem!"

"..."

"... Then why is it that I can't get rid of you?"

The baby giggled as a finger pressed their cheek, grabbing onto it tightly with a puffy hand. Her golden eyes were scrunched up with unhidden joy.

Ava couldn't help but sigh as she stared into those eyes. The baby wasn't the problem. The one who'd given her those eyes was. How long had it been since she saw her?

Ah, yes. A full year. Nine months of pregnancy on the run and three more trying to sneak around with a loud royal baby.

Okay, she was only loud sometimes. Didn't change the fact that she was loud. Elodie was her name, without input from the other half of her genes, and the little girl seemed to like it.

One might think, a woman with a royal baby? Did she sleep with a prince? No. The king?! No. Who else then?

A fucking princess who became queen who killed her husband to marry the knight, female knight, she'd been having an affair with who got pregnant with her baby after some weird potion who in turn ran away.

If none of that made sense, that was fine. It was Ava's story and she'd be sticking to it.

A clash of swords reminded her of one other fact.

"You royal knights don't know when to stop, do you?"

A quick swish and blood was on the forest ground, a headless corpse with it.

She was currently being hunted down by the fucking royal guard, royal cavalry, and kingdom itself for conspiracy against the crown. Shouldn't the crown be hunted for conspiracy against her? Whatever.

"Guess we can't stay here for the knight, Lodie."

Elodie pouted.

"I know, I know. It's annoying. But the other half of your genes are screwing everything up for your mommy."

With practiced movements, Elodie was tied to her front to look out at the world. The fire was put out and the body of the knight left behind.

They were on the road again. Well, they weren't on a road. Way too obvious.

Ava couldn't help but feel something was wrong as they got deeper into the forest. The foliage got thicker, plants barely letting a bit of the moonlight into the forest.

That was when she heard it. The rustle of the wind. And when she saw it. A single, small, white daisy. What was it that daisies symbolized?

Purity, innocence, fertility, motherhood, and transformation. Smooth.

"So, you named her Elodie."

"Go fuck yourself."

"Ava! Language! Our baby could hear it!"

"My baby. Not ours. And she can barely babble! How could she cuss?"

"It's the thought that counts."

"Bullshit. Don't you agree that this is some bullshit, Lodie? Is the strange woman speaking bullshit?"

"Ava!"

"Hehe."

Well, running wasn't an option anymore. But having an adult conversation with a teenager didn't sound fun either.

[ One Night Stand AU ]

Another bouquet of red roses. One had been showing up every day at her doorstep for a month, with varying sizes. This was the biggest one yet with the usual message card.

Good morning, Ava! Per usual, not even the best roses could match your beauty. I hope that we could meet over dinner to discuss our situation. I will be waiting for you at 7:30 pm, Blossoms. I'll be waiting! Dress nice, not that you often aren't.

With all my love,

Ophelia.

Once again, she had no idea who Ophelia was. But she could guess quite easily who she could be. A totally accidental one night stand she'd had a month ago, while blackout drunk. That never happened. In the first place, that one night stand would be only her second time ever doing it. The first time would be with her childhood friend, Merlin, which had been a fluke since she found out she liked girls.

Didn't change the fact that he'd gone missing yesterday after she confided in him about the incident.

This needed to stop. The roses and disappearance weren't the only parts of this either. Food being delivered to her for lunch at work, extremely expensive food might she add. Her house having new additions she needed but hadn't gotten around to getting. Missing underwear. She wasn't going to ask for it back, mostly because she had no idea where they'd been after this.

Did she even have any good clothes?

That was what lead to the current situation. Her in a dress that she had strangely found in her room when she got home which fit too well, in a restaurant she couldn't afford even a drink at, sitting across from a girl who was oh so obviously younger than her. Late teens, possibly 17 or 18.

She was a fucked up drunk woman. Ava would never have alcohol ever again in her life.

"Ophelia, correct?"

"Yes. I'm glad to see you remembered my name."

"It's hard to forget a name that you've had to see every day for a month with crazy displays of flowers."

"Oh, did you not like them? I remember that you mentioned adoring roses when we met."

Drunk Ava really spilled the beans. "Whether or not I liked them is not the point. The point is we need to talk about our situation."

"Understandable. So, what kind of wedding do you want?"

"... Huh?"

"What kind of wedding do you want?"

On second thought, a drink didn't sound too bad right now.

They're bad I know. I'm sorry. Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays lovely readers. I hope your days are filled with healthy love and joy! 🎁🎅🎄❤❤❤