I'm a Creep - Synacky

Chattering teeth

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Sorry for any mistakes.  For your information; this will be mainly Zacky's POV.

Zacky's POV

Ups... Here we go again. I fell for the millionth time and stumbled myself up on my feet again. Who came up with the fucking idea to go skiing anyway? NOT MINE! I wanted more than anything to be back at the hut with warm chocolate and Brian cuddled up to me.  BUT NO..! Jimmy was wild like a child on Christmas Eve, and had come up with the idea to rent some snow scooters, (just to drive our self to death). Luckily Matt was a smart man and said that we rather go skiing, than cause ourselves brain damage and broken necks and ribs. He NEW, that it would go out of control if you put Jimmy behind the gas.

So, we went skiing. Val and Brian had studied the area around the hut and found a route where there were already made ski tracks. So we packed some bags, and started a little trip around in this gods forsaken winter wonderland.

"Like real Norwegians!" Johnny whined with a little giggle. He absolutely enjoyed it, with actually didn't helped at all at Jimmy's already over-hyperactive mood. He terrorized us all with switching whose ski he should step on. (Only Johnny was leaved alone.)  

Matt was the one reading the map. He leaded us through this mighty nightmare of a forest, with an impressive gesture. I felt that Brian had a close eye on Jimmy, to watch if he would do something to me that he might regret. I think Jimmy saw Brian's acting and made sure that every insulting thing he did was just a toe on the line and not over. How the fuck can someone be so creative? It seemed like Jimmy could fine every pine cone that was on this earth right now, just to throw them at unknowing guitarists.  

We had literally slipped around in many hours, now, and it was actually getting darker here faster than down at home.  I was EXHAUSTED! We made a fire and found our food. Grilling marshmallows in the flames so they almost start to burn was an art that only a few could manage. Matt always burned his, and we others teased him about getting a better singing voice if he eat them.  Val rested on his shoulder and passed him one of hers, which was perfect of course, to Matt's annoyance.  It was getting really dark when time passed by and suddenly we were not sure if we could find the way home in the dark.

That was when the weird things started to happen. I was getting really cold, and felt my teeth start chatter. Brian was bringing me closer and started to stroke me warmer. I suddenly felt that I was got to pea, right now!

I hurried away with a fast explanation, and found myself a tree to do my business behind, shy as always.  Then suddenly I heard a sound. Almost a click, and it was so close. And so familiar, but I didn't care so I just sipped my pants and started to walk back to the others. Then I saw the thing I had heard. It was a lighter. That's why it sounded so familiar to me! I picked it up and studied the little thing. It had an "S" engraved in it.

My first taught was Brian, that he had snuck after me just to see me undressed and light up a smoke at the same time, but when I came to think of it I had not heard any footsteps, our the fact that this thing actually belonged to him. I haven't seen it before...Last time I checked he had a red one. I gazed into the forest night. I didn't see much because of the trees, but I taught I could see a contour of something pretty huge one second, but next time I blinked it was all gone.