fandomtownies | Pizza Planet, Saturday

Jen was a little sorry about the lack of powdered sugar snow today, although the slight headache she had from yesterday's glycemic high suggested that it was probably for the best.

There was mistletoe hanging in the doorway of the restaurant, though, and she was eyeing it with no small amount of suspicion.

Maybe she could morph, really quickly, and hit it with her Vortex Blaster . . . ?

Okay, no, that would be a bad idea. But if it turned out to be inconveniently weird Fandom mistletoe she was so going to fling a pizza pan at it.