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Title: Christmas Blessings
Author: Christine
For: soaked_in_stars
Fandom/Pair: West Wing, Andy/Toby
Spoilers: General Series
Rating: pee-gee
Disclaimer: Aaron Sorkin, John Wells, etc. own it all, not me
"Hi," Toby said softly when Andy opened the door.
"Toby! I wasn't expecting you tonight."
"Is it too late to come in?"
"No, no, of course it's not. I'm just surprised you're here," she said, as she hastily opened the door wider to let him in. "The kids are already asleep. They couldn't wait to go to bed so Santa would visit."
Toby made a little noise deep in his throat. "Next thing you know, they'll be expecting Hanukah Harry to show up."
"Toby…"
"It was a joke."
"No, it wasn't."
"No, it wasn't," he agreed. "It was a… Santa Claus? What about eight days and eight nights? The triumph of my people?"
Andy shut the door firmly behind him as he stepped into the entry hall. "You really want to argue about this now?"
He pursed his lips and sighed. "Their religious upbringing? No, I don't." He reached into his pocket and pulled out a long thin box. "I got you a gift."
Her expression softened and she took the box. "For me? Really?"
"Yes. Open it."
She lifted the lid and began to laugh. "A whip! You got me a whip."
"Seemed fitting for the newest majority whip to have one of her own."
She leaned over and kissed his cheek. "Thank you. I love it."
"I have gifts for the kids, too. They're in the car. A Tonka truck for Molly and some of those little Lego blocks for Huck."
Andy smiled. "They'll love them."
"Yeah." He glanced at the door. "Should I bring them in?"
She nodded. "Please."
"Ok." He had the door open and was about to walk back out into the cold when he turned back to her. "Merry Christmas, Andrea."
"Merry Christmas, Toby."
Author: Christine
For: soaked_in_stars
Fandom/Pair: West Wing, Andy/Toby
Spoilers: General Series
Rating: pee-gee
Disclaimer: Aaron Sorkin, John Wells, etc. own it all, not me
"Hi," Toby said softly when Andy opened the door.
"Toby! I wasn't expecting you tonight."
"Is it too late to come in?"
"No, no, of course it's not. I'm just surprised you're here," she said, as she hastily opened the door wider to let him in. "The kids are already asleep. They couldn't wait to go to bed so Santa would visit."
Toby made a little noise deep in his throat. "Next thing you know, they'll be expecting Hanukah Harry to show up."
"Toby…"
"It was a joke."
"No, it wasn't."
"No, it wasn't," he agreed. "It was a… Santa Claus? What about eight days and eight nights? The triumph of my people?"
Andy shut the door firmly behind him as he stepped into the entry hall. "You really want to argue about this now?"
He pursed his lips and sighed. "Their religious upbringing? No, I don't." He reached into his pocket and pulled out a long thin box. "I got you a gift."
Her expression softened and she took the box. "For me? Really?"
"Yes. Open it."
She lifted the lid and began to laugh. "A whip! You got me a whip."
"Seemed fitting for the newest majority whip to have one of her own."
She leaned over and kissed his cheek. "Thank you. I love it."
"I have gifts for the kids, too. They're in the car. A Tonka truck for Molly and some of those little Lego blocks for Huck."
Andy smiled. "They'll love them."
"Yeah." He glanced at the door. "Should I bring them in?"
She nodded. "Please."
"Ok." He had the door open and was about to walk back out into the cold when he turned back to her. "Merry Christmas, Andrea."
"Merry Christmas, Toby."