The Snow (Frozen Over AU)

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Author's Note: Ah, this is a pretty short story, but it still resides within the Frozen Over AU. I've done a lot of oneshots in this AU, honestly. 

 Also, a short story that only features minor hermits and very little dialogue. Also, a rare story where it's set in Woltria, but Mighty's not involved in it.

 Enjoy!

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 S's POV:

 The worlds have frozen over as if a curse had spread across the lands. On top of this, we, in Woltria, have lost contact with the other worlds. Now, this usually wouldn't be a problem, we've only recently been connected to those words, but there's a bit of a problem. 

 Three problems, I mean. 

 Three hermit problems.

 I looked into one of the guest bedrooms and stared at the two figures sitting on the couch in front of the warm fire. Mr. Cubfan and Mr. GoodtimeswithScar; the two of them were snuggled up against each other and under some fluffy blankets. 

 Slowly, I looked towards the medical bed in the room and frowned at the site of the admin of the hermits server. It was strange with how much he changed over the days of being here. 

 When the three hermits first got here, Xisuma was in the worse shape. He was suffering from multiple broken limbs, a wound to a head, and frostbite burns that nearly covered his whole body.

 Somehow, Cub and Scar have managed to keep the man alive, and later on that day, Cub told me how he gave X some of his bear hybridness in order to try and keep the admin warm. How does that work? I don't know. 

 I kept staring at Xisuma as his chest slowly rose and fell with the breathing machine he was strapped to; I just hope that he can recover from whatever had happened to him. I also wish that Cub and Scar could tell me what had happened to the three of them. 

 My tail twitched as I noticed something on Scar's head. No, it wasn't something on Scar's head; it was actually attached to his head. I narrowed my eyes as Scar slowly turned his head towards me with his green and blue eyes staring at me.

 He's a cat hybrid now?

 Since when?

 The cat blinked tiredly and slowly blinked, " Mrr...?" he tilted his head as he slowly pressed himself further against Cub and brought the blanket that was over him even closer to him. I gave the hermit a soft nod and wave as he nodded back and slowly turned back to looking at the fire.

 With a yawn, I slowly made my way up the stairs to mine and Q's bedroom. 

 When I got to the room, I slowly entered and found Q sitting up in bed. My husband's face and tail were both just barely poking out from underneath the many layers of wool and cotton.

 The hybrid turned to face me and growled tiredly, " Close the dooooooor. You're letting all the heat out!" he whined as he brought his tail underneath the blankets and snuggled further against the many pillows on the headboard of the bed.

 I smirked at him and did what he asked me to do. After I finished closing the door, I slowly waddled over to the bed and changed into my pajama shirt. I wish I could wear my wool pajama pants, but this horribly cold weather had forced me to grow both a lot of feathers, and for my legs, well, they changed into bird legs.

 " So, Love, " I stood next to the bed, " Are you going to share the warmth of this bed?" I questioned as Q turned towards me slightly and blinked. 

 " Mmmmm.... You're gonna hafta fight me for it, fuzzy wuzzy." Q squinted his eyes slightly as he stuck his tongue out. I narrowed my eyes back at him, " Quinn, I'm not going to fight with you... It's late and it's getting colder by the minute.

 Q slowly sunk himself further into the blankets until I could only see his eyes, " Mrmrmrmrmm." Q's words were muffled by the blankets until he slowly lifted the blanket up with his arm. I nodded my head and slipped underneath the blanket causing Q to slowly wrap around me.

 When I was comfortably on the bed, Q snuggled against me and rubbed his scruffy beard and face against the feathery tuft around my neck.

 I smiled slightly, " Does it feel good?" I questioned as Q churred softly, " Feberrrs~" he mumbled as he continued to nuzzle against me as I nodded, " Alright..."

 With a tired yawn, I took my glasses off and set them down onto my nightstand. Afterwards, I moved to put my arms around Q as he continued to nuzzle against me.

 " Goodnight Love..... Sleep well." I told him as I kissed his forehead and started to watch the snow as it gently began to fall.

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