pov: you did not know that this au existed

108 5 7

by xXEmo_hedgehogXx

by xXEmo_hedgehogXx

frost Queen cookie: I'm Misses White Christmas I'm Misses. Snow I'm Misses Icicle I'm Misses Ten Below. *bows holding out her hand*

your cookie: *takes it shacking it*

frost Queen: Friends call me Snow Miser. Whatever I touch *your hand turns into a ice block*

your cookie: !!! *takes you hand back*

frost Queen: Turns to snow in my clutch! HA! I'm too much.

*lil ice cookies come out dancing a tiny bit*

ice cookies: She's Misses White Christmas She's Misses Snow

frost Queen : That's right.

ice cookies: She's Misses Icicle. She's Misses Ten Below

frost Queen: Friends call me Snow Miser. Whatever I touch *holds one of the ice cookies hair clips it turned to snowflakes* Turns to snow in my clutch!

ice cookies: She's to much!

frost Queen: I never wanna know a day That's over forty degrees. I'd rather have it thirty, twenty then five And then let it freeze! oh some like it cold but i like it really cold.

ice cookies: She's Misses White Christmas, She's Misses Snow, She's Misses Icicle. She's Misses Ten Below

frost Queen: Friends call me Snow Miser. Whatever I touch, Turns to snow in my clutch! *traps the cookie next to you in ice*

ice cookies: to much!

*we cut to a volcano lair in the middle of lave pools you cookie friend is not in the ice any more*

fire spirt: I'm Mister Green Christmas, I'm Mister Sun, I'm Mister Heat Blister, I'm Mister One Hundred and One.

fire spirt: They call me Heat Miser Whatever I touch *holds raw iron it melted*Starts to melt in my clutch. I'm too much! *sounds really full of him self*

*a obsidian cookie came out*

obsidian cookie: He's Mister Green Christmas, He's Mister Sun, He's Mister Heat Blister, He's Mister Hundred and One!

fire spirt: They call me Heat Miser Whatever I touch *holds a pick axe it turned a blistering red then melted *Starts to melt in my in my clutch!

obsidian cookie: He's too much!

fire spirt: thank you *sounds really really full of himself now*

fire spirt : I never wanna know a day That's under sixty degrees. I'd rather have it Eighty, ninety, one hundred degrees! some like it hot. so what i like it really hot *chuckles*

obsidian cookie: He's Mister Green Christmas He's Mister Sun

him from the back grond: Sing it!

obsidian: He's Mister Heat Blister, He's Mister Hundred and One!

fire spirt: They call me Heat Miser Whatever I touch *touch's the cookie who tagged along this times hair some of it melted* Starts to melt in my clutch I'm too much.

obsidian cookie: Too much!