n/a: requested by Willow <3, I have no idea for a title, please suggest one!

I have no idea where I was going with this but current holiday Chenzel and poorly executed short/tall, here you go. This is fluff. I am still taking requests and ignore all the stuff you see willow post do not let it discourage you it is random stuff that I do not even know how to write. Be specific if you want, I like specifics, not Willow's Jadina, but superheroes.

Idina ran around her New York apartment, searching for her mask. Laundry? Nope. Key rack? Nope.

"Kristen!" she called out. "Have you seen my bloody mask?"

"Did you leave it in the laundry hamper?" she called out from the piano where she was working on some new sheet music for her new album.

"Yes!" she replied, running down the hallway back to their bedroom. "I'm meeting Walker at the airport; remember he comes here for the next few months."

"I know Idina," Kristen called back, still playing. "Calm down. You can wear one of mine."

"I don't fit in those child-sized ones," she reminded her.

"Well, I don't know where your mask is Dee."

"Can you help me look?"

"Fine." Kristin threw all her weight into scooting the bench across the floor. It did not move half as much as she wanted it to. Very unsatisfying.

Kristin started sweeping the apartment, looking anywhere masks should not be. Knowing Idina, it was rapped in bra somewhere bras shouldn't be either. Not that Kristin had any objection to finding her lover's bras in surprising places. She needed some spontaneity in her life right now.

She decided to check the laundry hamper. Aha! It was mixed in with Idina's socks.

"I found it, honey!" Kristin sang.

Idina came barreling in seconds later. "Thanks, Krissy," she said, leaving a sloppy kiss on her wife's lips.

"Dee," Kristin said as her wife brought the tornado to the door.

"Yes?" Idina huffed. "I love you, baby, but I'd use you as a meat shield to keep Walker safe and I don't want him to be alone in the airport. This is his first time spending the holidays with us and I don't want to give Taye a reason to renegotiate custody."

"I know," the blonde replied. "But you've got some panties sticking out of the rips and Walker's old enough to notice and be embraced."

"SHIT!" Idina yelled.

Thunderpup started barking and Kristin chuckled. Her wife was the hottest mess she had ever met. She pulled the panties out a smirked when she saw them. It was her favourite red lace that was drop-dead stunning against Idina's hair.

"Go," Kristin teased. "we'll be waiting," she informed her love, picking on the dog and waving his hand.

"I love you," Idina said as she pulled on her jacket and tuque. She blew Kristin a kiss before running out the door.

The elevator was on the bottom floor, so she opted to run down that stairs. All of them. She needed to keep her cardio up anyway.

Checking her watch every few minutes, Idina ran to a taxi infested street and pulled one over.

"Airport," she gasped as she got in. "LAX," she specified. "And if you could wait, that would be amazing. I'm picking my son up so it should be quick "

"Will do," the driver said.

She couldn't see his smile, but his eyes were squinting so he probably was. She buckled herself in, breathing heavily. She was covered head to toe and Kristin had a very good system for disposing of gloves, coats, and other outdoor apparel and washing it.

She couldn't wait for Walker to wake her up in the morning. She wanted to see his smile in person and measure on the doorframe his growth as they'd done for Thunderpup. She wanted to cuddle him and Kristin and watch corner movies and have him complaining in the background whole she video called in for Christmas parades. Maybe she would let him play the drums in the background.

With Taye's permission, they had dropped a few grands on Walker's dream drum set. It was hiding in a storage closet for her partner's shopping sprees in hopes Walker would not see it. They had a plan to just give him the sticks under the tree and do a scavenger hunt for the rest across the penthouse to get Walker used to its set-up and all the rooms.

He of course had chosen out the colours for his walls and the décor. All basketball and blue and people cooler than mommy. Then Idina had hired an interior designer to make it the perfect room ever. Walker said he'd bring some stuff that would stay there all year long. There was even a bunk bed so that if he ever came to New York with a friend he could stay over instead of having to stay in the school purchased hotel rooms. Idina prayed he would enjoy these next few months. His friends were not here, but he could not see the ones in California anyway. They had plans to include the family in the penthouse beside them in their bubble, who had twinned a few months older than Walker, a boy and girl called Francis and Juliette. So he wouldn't be friendless.

Her phone buzzed. Taye.

There yet?

OMW, she wrote back. Walker's flight would have just landed. He still had to go through security and everything else. It would be at least another half hour.

Thanks for taking him. He is very excited. I hope he gets on with Kristin. I know we never got along but she seems very good with him.

Idina smiled and texted back: I've told Kris she's gone if Walker decides so. Idk how serious I am though. I really love her. How's your gf?

She dumped me.

When? How are you? Should I kick her ass?

Yesterday, by text. I'm coping. I'm glad Walker's out, I've been having some me time and focusing on myself. Thanks for the offer but I'm good. I'll let you know when someone breaks Walk's heart then we can whoop their ass together.

I think he'll be the Heartbreaker with your chin. I'm almost there, we'll call you when we're in the cab back.

K

She sighed and looked out the window. It would be so much easier if Taye had someone. She wanted him to be happy. Not to mention, of both she and Taye, were in good relationships Walker would have good examples to follow. They were doing their best from opposite sides of the country, but it was hard. And she missed him sometimes. She just missed all those years it was good, those moment with Walker they could never get back.

The driver said something.

"Oh, sorry, I didn't catch that."

"What terminal ma'am?"

"Oh, local flights. He's coming from California."

"School?" the driver asked as he changed lanes.

"No, he was with his dad, but I have him for the holidays and a few months."

"That must be nice," he said as he pulled over.

Idina gave him the money and promised him extra if he waited. She pulled out her phone and texted Walker to make sure he knew she was here. He texted back saying he was through security and sent her a picture of some Christmas ornaments.

Dad said I should et Kristin a gift but j don't know what she likes.

The dog. It looks like TP. You're going to love TP! She replied instantly, her heart-melting.

A few minutes later she saw him coming down the hallway. He tried to round the glass corner and ran to her.

"Mommy!" he squealed in pure glee, running with open arms.

"Hi Walkie, awe, I missed you sooooo much!" she cooed in a baby voice, kissing him and lifting him.

"There's no one here," he told her. "I was in the line for like five minutes and there was almost no one on the plane. They let me sit in first class!"

"That is amazing, sweetheart. Mommy's got a taxi waiting outside, so we have to hassle, but you can tell me all about it in the car." She took her hand and some of his bags and led him outside. He'd grown, for sure. It was just his hat and his boots; he was taller than when she had dropped him off at the beginning of the summer.

She sighed in relief when the taxi was still there. She got Walker into the car. He talked the whole way him, his face overshadowed by his Spiderman mask. She was grinning ear to ear the whole ride home.

When they got there she gave Walker the spare building card so he could go warm up while she paid the driver, giving him a Christmas tip. The one good thing about masks a winter gear meant no one would recognize her from far away. Even up close it was hard if they weren't looking. Though she did miss jeans and flip-flops. That had been one of the perks of California. But Kristin had hit it big on Broadway, bigger than Wicked they were thinking, and it had been too good of an opportunity to pass up. She was working on an album and aiming to do another tour sometime.

She oiled Walker's bags out of the trunk. God, it was heavy. What did he have crammed in there? She would have to look out for extra weight fees on her debit card.

Idina hauled the bag into the lobby where Walker was waiting patiently for her. As soon as she stepped through the revolving door he started talking her ear off about his basketball games and what he did with his aunts and how headed that his dad is sad but he really, really hated daddy's girlfriend and he was glad she was gone.

They went up to the top floor and when they got through the door Kristin had filled the apartment with the sweet smell of gingerbread. Greeted by a fanatic Thunderpup, Walker and Idina had to think fast to not let the puppy escape. Once inside, Idina again reminded Walker of how he was supposed to remove his clothes, spray his bags, and wash his hands for at least thirty seconds.

"I know mom," he huffed as he did them under her watchful eye.

Idina might be a slob, but she took Walker's health seriously.

When he was deemed clean by his mom and Kristi he was allowed inside the penthouse. They gave him a tour, and holy cow there was a gym! His face lit up. They might not have a yard but penthouses had some perks. And they did, technically, have green space on the roof, only they were letting the whole apartment use it at prebooked times to everyone got some fresh air. And that was only the roof roof. There was a balcony that was more like a plate and Idina instantly wanted to make the glass barrier four times higher when she saw they only came to Walker's chin and if he wanted to her could pull himself up onto them.

He was a ball of energy by the time they made it to his room.

"Oh my God mom!" he exclaimed when he sawing. "It's so lit! I can't wait to start a gaming channel I'm going to get so many subs with this setup."

"Whoa there park your horses," Idina said. "What's this about a gaming channel?"

"You and dad are on like the prefight of a fight and whenever you fight k get whatever I want," he replied.

"You are not getting a gaming channel and Taye and I are not on the brink of an argument."

"You will be when you hear what he said to me," Walker replied.

Idina softened. "What happened?" she said, sitting down on the bedspread and pulling Walker into her lap.

"Dad said it is my fault his girlfriend left because I called her a gold digger and white trash and now, he's really mad at me."

"She is white trash," Idina huffed. "But your dad loved her, a lot."

"Not as much as he loved you or Kris loves you."

Idina pulled him close. "It's going to be okay, I promise baby. You're too young to legally have any social media anyway and u would be a bad parent to let you. However, you can always make a video for Krissy and me to watch. And we can send them to grandma and grandpa and Aunt Cara."

"That's not the same thing," he huffed.

"Come on, let's help Kristin with the gingerbread," Idina said. "We can unpack later. Unpacking is work."

"I love you," he replied, smiling and standing up.

She made Walker lead her back to the kitchen. He only got lost twice. He'd get the hang of it soon. It was an odd mix between open apartment concept and maze-like rooms for old, crooked houses. But she loved it. They were still debating about installing a pool on the outside terrace. Not a large one, just one of those with jets that you swim against. Walker would not find that much fun though and the thought of Kristin naked in a hot tub was appealing. They'd sort it out next summer. Right not the snow made it practically unusable with all the salting and the shovelling.

Walker's first night was great. They baked and backed a baked and because his room was less than ready by the time an old grandfather clock Kirsten had inherited from a relative chimed midnight, he cuddled up with them in their bed. Idina smiled across his sleeping form to her lover who was staring at her son I absolute amazement.

"Does this mean he accepts me?" she whispered.

Idina nodded, making the blonde's smile grow. "Yes, it does," she said as she ran her finger through his hair. This was the start of their new lives. She'd have to let Kristin know which oils and gels worked best in it so that she could help him when Idina was out. "He said Taye's mad at him, but I don't think there's much I can do about that. I think it would help if you show him some extra interest. Let him know you didn't just marry me, you also agreed to love him too."

"Of course I will. Idina, you know very well id do anything for Walker, and not just because I'm scared, you'd send me to hell."

Idi leaned over and planted a kiss on her lips. She curled up with her baby boy. He wasn't a baby anymore, but still came to his momma when he was sad. She kissed his forehead. Today was the start of the best Christmas ever.