@omgturtlesoup asked: hello, i just read ur story that started w claire waxing abt xmas stockings. i wonder if i can req a wee drabble abt jamie knitting a xmas stocking during the winter for jc’s first grandchild jemmy’s first xmas. TY xox
Stocking drabble! I love it! Thanks for the ask! This was a lot of fun to do for sure. Hope you enjoy it!
I looked through our food stores, thinking about what we could do to have a nice proper Christmas feast. Or as much of a feast as we could. A strange clicking drew my attention. I followed the noise into Jamie’s study and stopped short. He sat in his chair with the knitting needles Jokasta had given me making a little red stocking.
“What are you making?”
“A stocking,” he said without looking up.
“Only the one? It’s awfully small.”
“Aye. It’s for wee Jem.”
“Is it? I thought he had two feet. Has he misplaced the other?”
Two perfectly blue eyes glared up from under bushy red brows. He meant it to be a little menacing, but I’d seen him truly menacing before. This just ended up being endearing.
“No, Sassencach. He has not. At least not since I saw him last.”
“Then why the one?”
“Did ye no’ tell me once that ye hung stockings up for Yuletide?”
My throat closed a little.
“That was a very long time ago.”
“Aye. But I ken Breeanah liked to put hers up in your time, did she no?”
“Yes. She did. I used to put sweets and little toys in it for her to surprise her on Christmas morning.”
“Wheel. There’s no’ much to put in a wee stocking, but he’ll have a stocking at least.”
Moving to him, I put my arms around his neck and kissed his cheek. The needles kept clicking rhythmically.