{"id":47,"date":"2022-11-09T02:29:47","date_gmt":"2022-11-09T02:29:47","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/advent.starskyhutchcalendar.net\/2022\/calendar\/?p=47"},"modified":"2022-12-04T04:29:49","modified_gmt":"2022-12-04T04:29:49","slug":"december-4th-holiday-undercover-by-dawnwind","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/advent.starskyhutchcalendar.net\/2022\/calendar\/?p=47","title":{"rendered":"December 4th: Holiday Undercover by Dawnwind"},"content":{"rendered":"

“Starsky,” Hutch examined his undercover outfit with dismay. “Maybe we could trade roles? I’ll take the photos\u2026”<\/p>\n

“Nope. We did rock, paper, scissors, and you covered my rock–” Starsky had the nerve to look delighted and sexy at his double-entendre. “You won the part.”<\/p>\n

“It’s just\u2026” Hutch touched the soft fabric. “Not my thing. You’re the one who loves all this holiday cheer.”<\/p>\n

“Hey!” Starsky gave him a quick kiss in consolation. “You’ve made such progress from actin’ like the Grinch since that year we got Pete.”<\/p>\n

“We never ‘got’ MollyPete.” Hutch shook his head. “She came into our lives and made them better, in my opinion, but she gained a family in the Ramoses.”<\/p>\n

“And us. I like to pretend I have a daughter.” Starsky grinned and held out the jacket. “Time to get dressed, big fella.”<\/p>\n

“I like to think I have a daughter, too.” Hutch reluctantly took the jacket and buttoned it up. The fur collar tickled his neck.<\/p>\n

“Isn’t it amazing to think that a tiny cell–” Starsky measured the space of millimeters between his finger and thumb, “getting it on with a sperm makes a baby? And they grow up to be people.”<\/p>\n

“That is how it works,” Hutch said, doing his best to sound dry and cynical. It was amazing. He picked up the red velvet pants and pulled them on, adjusting the cuffs to cover his ankle holster. Just because he was supposed to be a jolly elf didn’t mean he wasn’t going in unarmed.<\/p>\n

“All those babies and little kids are gonna come up and sit on Ol’ Kris Kringle’s lap and whisper what they want for Christmas,” Starsky continued. “And when Martina Vogle arrives with her boy, the kid will sit on your knee, the Feds are gonna sweep in and arrest her for kidnapping, and his dad will be there to take the son.”<\/p>\n

“Lousy reason to come see Santa,” Hutch sighed, looking at himself in the mirror. He plopped the red cap on his head. He made a miserable Claus if he did say so himself.<\/p>\n

“You look great!” Starsky said staunchly with a bright smile. He stuffed the fat pad into Hutch’s pants, taking the opportunity to cop a feel with gleeful abandon.<\/p>\n

Hutch laughed. It wasn’t a ho-ho-ho, but it was a start. He clamped his long fingers around Starsky’s groin, feeling the swelling begin simply from his friction. “Still, this will ruin that kid’s Christmas.”<\/p>\n

“Maybe he really wants to be with his dad, ever think of that?” Starsky sounded sadder than he had seconds ago. “Maybe–”<\/p>\n

Hutch pulled Starsky into his arms, kissing him. “There are two sides to every situation. His mom took him from his dad, and your dad died, leaving you with a mom\u2026”<\/p>\n

“Who sent me to her sister, who loved Christmas,” Starsky took a step back as if pushing aside the bad memories. “Time to shine, Santa!”<\/p>\n

“You are and always will be my Christmas present, Starsk,” Hutch said sincerely, hooking the beard around his ears.<\/p>\n

“Past, present and future, babe.” Starsky grinned and handed him a candy cane.<\/p>\n

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“Starsky,” Hutch examined his undercover outfit with dismay. “Maybe we could trade roles? I’ll take the photos\u2026” “Nope. We did rock, paper, scissors, and you covered my rock–” Starsky had the nerve to look delighted and sexy at his double-entendre. “You won the part.” “It’s just\u2026” Hutch touched the soft fabric. “Not my thing. You’re … Continue reading “December 4th: Holiday Undercover by Dawnwind”<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[4,16,17],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-47","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-fic","category-sfw","category-slash"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/advent.starskyhutchcalendar.net\/2022\/calendar\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/47","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/advent.starskyhutchcalendar.net\/2022\/calendar\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/advent.starskyhutchcalendar.net\/2022\/calendar\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/advent.starskyhutchcalendar.net\/2022\/calendar\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/advent.starskyhutchcalendar.net\/2022\/calendar\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=47"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"https:\/\/advent.starskyhutchcalendar.net\/2022\/calendar\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/47\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":350,"href":"https:\/\/advent.starskyhutchcalendar.net\/2022\/calendar\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/47\/revisions\/350"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/advent.starskyhutchcalendar.net\/2022\/calendar\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=47"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/advent.starskyhutchcalendar.net\/2022\/calendar\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=47"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/advent.starskyhutchcalendar.net\/2022\/calendar\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=47"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}