
mistletoe
You: look up! *points up at the mistleto*
Smokescreen: *looks up* is that a mistletoe?
*you grab smokescreen by the face and kiss him. Smokescreen muffle yelps and blushes but kisses you back*
You: *part for air* merry Christmas!
*Smokescreen passes out in pleasure*
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