Updated for 2012 by Flamingo. Please note, new stories were added through searches of archives and livejournal communities, so some stories may have only mentioned “Christmas” or “Thanksgiving”. If you feel a story isn’t relevant, let me know and I’ll remove it. Likewise, stories may have been misclassified as gen or slash. Just let me know (flamingoslim at verizon.net) and I’ll make corrections.

Abacus by Kirsty Welsh

A Christmas Blintz by Edina Clouds

A Different Christmas Story by Ukkie

After-Christmas Blues by Anne S. (Dara Rose)

After-Christmas Special by Libra Three

After Thanksgiving Sale by Linda B. (Thanksgiving)

All I Want For Christmas by Pat. L.

An Artful Christmas by Chel

An Ill Wind by Jill MacCartney

And a Great Time Under the Tree by Provencepuss

Angel by Elisa Valero

Angels and Ankles Don’t Mix by Cindy

Angel in the Snow by Nicky Gabriel

Another Christmas Carol by provencepuss

A Very Starsky Christmas by Allie

Bad Luck Follows the Believer by Purry

Bah, Humbug by Bosco11

Behind Santa’s Beard by Karen B.

Best Christmas Ever by Bosco11

Big Kiss Under the Christmas Tree, A by Provencepuss

Blind Trust by Minnie K.

Blue Christmas by LovinFace

Brother For Christmas, A by Mary Miller

Brothers-In-Heart by bosco11

Canyon by Hylda

Choices by Hylda

Christmas by provencepuss

Christmas Angel, The by Buddy

Christmas at the Academy by Mary Miller

Christmas Blintz, The by Vg

Christmas Card for You, A, 2010 (captioned art) by MoniK

Christmas Cheer by rsb57

Christmas Eve, a Nice Mess! by Monika

Christmas in July by Linda B.

Christmas Memories by Linda B.

Christmas Ornaments by MysticWhim

Christmas Past by Pinto

Christmas Past and Future by Pat L.

Christmas Resolutions & Gifts by Allie

Christmas Pigout by Allie (Hutchie)

Christmas Shirt & Christmas Cactus by Allie

Christmas Snow by Karen B.

Christmas Spirit, The by Soho

Christmas Spirits by K. Hanna Korossy

Christmas Star, The by Brit

Christmas Story, A by Tooki

Christmas Surprises by Mary Kleinsmith

Christmas That Almost Wasn’t, The by Jacqueline

Christmas Tradition, A by Starsky’s Strut

Christmas Tree, The by Marlene S.

Christmas Trees by Allie

Christmas Trees and Snow Angels in the Sand by Bosco11

Christmas Wish by Brit

Christmas with Cassie by P&C Productions

Christmas Pig-out by Allie (hutchynstarsk)

Cocoa by Allie

Criminal Claus by Pinto

Curse of the Christmas Fruitcake by LilStripedTomato

D’ You Believe in the North Pole? by Wuemsel

Dark Night of the Soul by Aunt Mary

Darkest Night of the Year, The by Rebelcat

Dawn, The by Nicky Gabriel

Debt, The by Elisa Valero and Cristina Pereira

Decorating the Christmas Tree, Code 37, by provencepuss

Decorating the Christmas Tree, Candlelight, by provencepuss

Decorating the Christmas Tree, Another Ornament for the Tree by provencepuss

Decorating the Christmas Tree, a Seasonal Song by provencepuss

Difference, The by Hutchrules3

Different Christmas Story, A by Nelleke

Different Kind of Christmas, A by Mary Miller

Early Christmas, An by Sparkle731

Eggnog and Mistletoe by bosco11

Eleven Candy Kisses by provencepuss

Explanations by Susan Proto

First Christmas Away from Home by Verlaine

Forever Friends by Peruvian Gypsy

For the Life of Him by cognomen

Euphoric Sentimentalism by Bosco11

Explanations by Susan Proto

Family Christmas, A by Katherine Atkins

First Christmas Away From Home by Verlaine

First Love, Lost Love by Cindy

Ghosts of Christmas Past by K. Hanna Korossy

Ghost of Christmas that Never Came…by provencepuss

Gift, The by Bosco11

Gifted by provencepuss

Gift of a Brother by MinnieK

Gifts of the (L.A.) Magi by K. Hanna Korossy

Gift of the (L.A.) Magi–part 2 by Gretchen M. Cupp

Gift Wrapped Christmas by wightfaerie

Giving Thanks by Brit (Thanksgiving)

God’s Gift to the World by Aunt Mary

Gratitude by Mary Miller

Great Time Under the Tree by provencepuss

Happy Holidays by Judith

Holiday Hero by Karen B.

Happy New Year! by Monika11

History in a Sweater by Rivanna Michaels

Home for the Holidays by Striped Tomato

Hutchinson’s Trees by Linda B.

Hutch’s Christmas Carol by PatL

Hutch’s Heartaches #11 by Linda C.

If Everyone Had Candy Canes and Mistletoe by Rivanna Michaels

I’ll Be Home For Christmas by Bosco11

I’ll be Home for Christmas by prolixius5

In the Shadow of the Serpent by Margaret Sinclair

It’s a Family Thing by Momo

It’s a Wonderful Life, Tiny Tim by Tooki

It’s Beginning to Look a a Lot Like Christmas by Tooki

It’s the Thought That Counts by Margaret S.

Jingle Bells by Kirsty Welsh

Jive Turkeys by Kate Roman (Thanksgiving)

Just Before Midnight by Brit (New Year’s Eve)

Last Streetlight, The by Lizabeth S. Tucker

Leaving Well Enough Alone by Bosco11

Let it Snow by Monika

Let It Snow by Valerie Wells

Life of My Own, A, by Ashkevran-Angel

Light Bearer by Silverchipmunk

Little Boy Found by Hutchrules3

Little Christmas Tale, A by Elisa Valero

Little Holiday Spirit, A by Starsky’s Strut

Maybe Next Year by Pat L.

Merry Christmas, Best Friend by Jane

Merry, Merry by Verlaine

Model Behavior by Stephanie W.

Moonlighting by MysticWhim

Muffleby&Keek Meet Starsky and Hutch by Wuemsel

My Christmas Greetings for You, 2011, (captioned art) by MoniK

My List of Wishes by Monika

Night Before Christmas, The by Karen B.

Night Before Christmas, The by provencepuss

Norwegian Wood by Sue David

No Visions of Sugar Plums by Dawnwind

No Way to Spend New Year’s Eve by TibbieB (New Year’s Eve)

Of Trees and Ghosts by Wuemsel

O, Christmas Freeze by Hutchie Girl

O Christmas Tree by bluespiritgal

Oh, Holy Night by Valerie Wells

Oliver by Kreek

On the First Day of Christmas (Blinn and Spelling Gave to Me) by Hutchlover

One Hell of a Road to Christmas by prolixius5

Our First Christmas by Karen B.

Other Twenty-Five, The by kuonji

Over the Edge by by Linda B.

Partridge in a Pear Tree, A by the Blintz

Precious Present, The by Brit

Peace on Earth by Monika

Perfect by Momo

Perfect Tree, The by BellaDonna

Present, The by Kirsty Welch

Private Party by Rebelcat

Psycho For Starsky by J.M. Henderson

Reinstatement by Nikki

Resolution by Bosco11

Reunited Four by Mary Miller

Right Publication, The by Avoca

Role Reversal by Avoca

Roots to Grow by Muckel1470

Ruby Slippers by Lola

Santa Claus is Coming to Town by Sue M

Santa Claus Lane by Vanessa Sgroi

Santas by Allie (hutchynstarsk)

Season of Miracles by Cherokeegirl

Second Choice by Nicky Gabriel

Second Season by Brit

Secret, The by Susan

Six Hours of Massage by provencepuss

Small Gift, A by Allie (hutchynstarsk)

Small Miracles by Verlaine

Socks and the Christmas Tree by Hutcherie

Stable Job with Christmas Benefits, A by Dawnwind

Starsky’s Christmas Letter by Vedette Ciel

Starsky’s Tree by cynatnite

Starsky’s Tree by Katherine Atkins

Sudden Change by Cheryl T.

Surviving the Titanic by Dawnwind

Sweet Christmas by Linda C (Huskyandstarch)

Ten Minutes in the Shower by provencepuss

Test of Faith, A by Buddy

Thanksgiving by Kaye

Thanksgiving by hutchynstarsk (Allie)

Thanksgiving for Hutch by hutchynstarsk (Allie)

Thin Line, A by Lola

Three Holiday Conversations by Dale

To Dance with My Father Again by Jane

To Know Peace by the Blintz

Toast, The by Brit (New Year’s Eve)

Travel of the Heart by Elisa Valero

TV Time by Allie

Twas the Week Before Christmas by Peruvian Gypsy

T’was the Night by Ekokai

T’was the Night by Vedette Ciel

T’was the Night Before Christmas S&H Version by HFGirl

Two Mars Lights Flashing by Provencepuss

Two Shots of Happy, One Shot Sad, A Dark S&H Story by Max

Two Weeks Ago by Brit (Thanksgiving)

Traditions by Wuemsel

Tree, The by Starsky’s Strut

Vengeance is Mine by Striped Tomato

Visit from St. Nicholas, A (or “What Was in Hutch’s Eggnog?”) by e-pony

Watch Stand, The by Avoca

We Miss You Every Christmas by Allie (Hutchie)

We Need a Little Christmas by Pinto

What Do I Want? by Brit

What’s your childhood trauma? by Bdonna

Whisper in the Dark, A by K.T.Weltch

Wish You Were Here by Diane C.

Xmas Tag by Provencepuss

Yes, Virginia Hutchinson, There is a Santa Claus by Elizabeth Helena

Yule in a Different Place by Ea

It wasn’t under a tree; it was sprig of mistletoe.

We met at a Christmas party. I didn’t really want to go; I was still feeling kind of sore after a fight with four gorillas in an alley, but Hutch said I should come. I think maybe he thought he needed a chaperone. You see the party was at the house of a friend of a girlfriend of a friend of his…did you get that? And the friend had shown interest in ol’ Blondie, but he wasn’t sure he wanted it. Abby was still in his mind and he wasn’t ready to give up the idea that she’d come back for keeps.

Most of the people there were teachers and social workers and a few nurses. This pretty little brunette came up to me and handed me a drink and I heard something go ‘ping’ in my heart. We got to talking and I found out that she teaches kids with special needs and that she wants to organize some kind of sports thing for them – so I said “My partner and I enjoy playing basket ball maybe we can help.”

“Your partner?”

“We’re cops.”

She looked at me and smiled. “You don’t look like a cop.”

“That’s because we work undercover a lot.”

I was thinking how maybe going undercover with her might be nice too. I went to get her another drink and brought a plate with a few canapés on it. We found a relatively quiet spot and got to know each other.

Around midnight the party began to break up. Hutch and I had to work the next day – later that day – whatever. He came over to see if I was ready to leave.

I introduced her. “’This is Terri.”

Just before we left I took her to the mistletoe and kissed her. A long kiss that was full of promise. I smiled and asked her if she needed a ride home.

Hutch took a cab.

Special thanks to Nicky Gabriel for the screen cap

Starsky was putting the finishing touches to his Christmas gifts.

He really enjoyed the whole thing of shopping and choosing gifts and then wrapping them. He gave a lot of thought to his gifts and part of the joy was seeing his friends’ faces when they opened the packages.

He’d come to Christmas gifts kind of late in life. When he was little his grandparents only celebrated Hanukah; which was fine those years when the two holidays overlapped – but if the Jewish holiday came first the younger Starsky parents made sure that their children got some new toy so as not to be left out when their friends showed off their gifts. When he arrived in California he discovered that his aunt and uncle celebrated both holidays and joined in with just about everything Christmassy except singing carols and having a crib.

Starsky’s songs were “Frosty the Snowman” and “Rudolf the Red-nosed Reindeer”, although he loved the songs like “Deck the Halls” and falalalala-ad along with the best of them. But most of all he loved to hear Judy Garland sing.

So here he was wrapping his gifts and humming as he did.

He checked the packages. There were two for each friend; a silly gift and a serious gift. Each had been beautifully wrapped in red and gold striped paper and bore a simple rosette at the corner.

For Dobey there was a fake hamburger and a new wallet.

For Huggy there was a conjurer’s set and a subscription to a new UFO magazine.

For little Rosie, Starsky had bought a big box with beads and stuff, everything a little girl could want to make her own jewelry – and a giant candy pacifier.

For Cal…Cal was at that difficult age where he was still a kid but wanted to be an adult. Starsky had bought him an intricate model kit and a comic book album full of heroes like The Green Lantern.

Edith Dobey was easy. Starsky looked on her as an honorary aunt…and she cooked better than Aunt Rosa. He bought her a set of mini wooden kitchen utensils and a bottle of the perfume she used. Starsky had done a little detective work and he had a great sense of smell.

As for Hutch….

 

Hutch was running around Penney’s trying to get gifts for everyone. As usual he’d left it to the last minute and he was trying to find something for everyone. The crowds and the hustle made him feel like renouncing and living up to his reputation as Bay City’s answer to Scrooge. He had already been to the toy department and bought a doll for Rosie and the latest board game for Cal. He stopped off in menswear and bought a tie for the Captain and socks for Huggy. Now he was trying to find something for Starsky. Last year he’d had a tree planted in Starsky’s name; and although Starsky had laughed it off Hutch felt bad at the look he’d seen in his friend’s eye when he read the note.

He hovered around the wallets…no, Starsky used his father’s wallet and would never be parted from it as long as it was in one piece. A wool scarf? So how often did it get that cold in LA? He wandered into the toiletries department and started to browse the men’s stuff. Starsky stuck to the same sandalwood aftershave and it didn’t come from a store like this.

That was it! He was never going to find a gift for Starsky in a store like this; but where?

He walked back to his car and glanced at his watch – buying the other gifts and waiting to have them gift wrapped had slowed him down more than he realized; he had exactly forty minutes to find Starsky a gift, go home and change and get over to the Dobey house for Christmas.

Hutch started to drive home slowly. “If the worse comes to the worse I could by him a gift voucher for a record store or…” He clicked his fingers and pulled up alongside a phone booth, praying that the book would still be there. It was and Hutch ran his finger down the listing until he found the familiar street name. He drove off and within twenty minutes he had made his purchase and talked the young woman behind the counter into making a gift package of it.

 

Edith Dobey opened the front door to welcome them in. Starsky winked at her and said “Does our deal still stand?” She kissed him lightly on the cheek – “Just like every year David.”

Hutch followed Starsky to the still undecorated tree and they both placed the packages they were carrying on the table. Dobey, Cal and Rosie came into the room; all three were dressed and ready for church. Edith slipped off her apron and handed it to Starsky who grinned and said nothing. Hutch adjusted his tie and the four of them set out for the midnight service – leaving Starsky at the house to fulfil his pre-arranged duties.

 

It was nearly one am when the car drew up in front of the house. Lights flickered behind the window. As they walked into the room Rosie squealed with joy to see the candles’ flames reflected in the red and gold balls that hung between them. Candy canes were half-hidden by the thick swathe of green and gold tinsel that encircled the tree from top to bottom. All around the bottom of the tree were packages of all shapes and sizes.

Starsky appeared from the kitchen wearing an oversized Santa cap and Edith’s apron. He was carrying a tray laden with glasses which he placed on the table next to the steaming bowl of aromatic mulled wine. Hutch sniffed the aromas of his childhood – cinnamon and cloves and orange. Starsky handed round the glasses (Edith fetched juice for Cal and Rosie) and they raised them to toast a happy Christmas.

Rosie handed around the packages. Everyone laughed at Starsky’s jokes and Hutch waited with bated breath for his partner to open the package marked ‘To Starsky from Hutch.’

Starsky opened the paper carefully. He opened the box and took out the envelope. Deep blue eyes shot a questioning look at Hutch, who grinned reassuringly. “This year I know I chose the right thing.”

Starsky opened the envelope and let out a whoop. “A gift voucher for my favourite model shop! Gee Hutch, that’s the best gift I’ve had in years.”

Edith raised her glass. “To all of us; may we be here next year to celebrate again.”

Rosie tugged at Hutch’s sleeve. “Sing us a song Uncle Ken.”

Hutch shook his head. “Oh no I sang last year – this time it’s his turn.” He punched Starsky playfully on the arm.

Starsky cleared his throat and raised his glass:

“Have yourselves a merry little Christmas
Let your heart be light
Next year all our troubles will be out of sight.
Have yourselves a merry little Christmas
Make the Yuletide gay
Next year all our troubles will be miles away
Once again as in olden days
Happy golden days of yore
Faithful friends who were near to us will be dear to us once more
Someday soon we all will be together if the fates allow
Until then we’ll have to muddle through somehow
So have yourself a merry little Christmas now.”

Hutch looked up from the package that he was still untying. “Oh Starsky that’s perfect.”

He held up a beautiful mother of pearl and silver plectrum for his guitar.

Special thanks to Nicky Gabriel for the screen cap.