On the first day of Christmas my true love sent to me…

The normally vivacious blonde decked in light blue winter gear continued to stare up at the large full tree, never wavering once from his stare in the last ten minutes. The usually ever present grin missing, replace by a slight open mouthed stare.

Then, looking away from the giant snow covered tree for a moment to spare a glance at the short red head next to him, turned back to the tree with the same look of both wonder mixed with confusion.

Finally, Deidara spoke to his companion, expressing what was dwelling in that troubled mind for so long. With big, confused blue eyes he asked his question.

"Pears come from trees, un?"

… a partridge in a pear tree.