( Very Old ) Immortals

chapter 38: snow day

* snowball pov*

I woke up surprisingly early in the morning. I saw that it was snowing outside. I woke up three minutes before my alarm.

I saw lighting wearing a black long sleeve top, with pale yellow pants, and his ginormous coat. And you wanna know what I was wearing, a tank top, some shorts, socks and flip flops (I'm sorry😭).

" Where are you going," I asked him, as he picked up MY shovel. " Everyone is snowed in, I got asked to bring down a shovel," he told me.

I looked at him, confused. " Dude, I'll be down in 15, you'll know why then. Till then, try and dig," I told him.

I went and showered and got changed in to ACTUAL shorts, some knee socks, a short sleeve shirt and some sneakers. I went down stairs, ready to dig.

I could see lighting trying to dig, but he had no luck. I walked through and started digging with my bare hands. It was faster than that shovel.

I eventually reach the top and opened up the way enough for people to pass through. And I got ZERO "thank you's" or, "thanks man".

Who would have guessed. Oh yeah, me. I did get one "thank you" tho, by lighting. " Hey man, thanks for back there, I was getting worried that I would be there all day, and also," he said, putting on his coat over me.

" I've got a MILLION of these,". I never got to say thank you tho as he ran up stairs to the room, I just stood there, pondering what I SHOULD HAVE DONE...

15 years ago

I saw them leave, icey in hand. I was forced to watch them take my ice cube away, just like that. My sister. My friend...

My dad then grabbed my wrist, I could feel it burning.

Dad where did they take icey,

Dad...

And that was one of the last things I ever said to them. They just got rid of me, and ice cube. I could feel the tears rolling down my face, the hot, burning tears.

I got grabbed by some dude in a white coat. He seemed to have white grey hair. That was the one thing I saw.

Dad where am I going

WHERE ARE YOU TAKING ME

Do you really hate your children this much

My father looked back at me, counting the money the guy gave him, and can I tell you, it was a lot of money.

Who knows, maybe...

__________

I snapped back to reality, back in the lobby. I went back up stairs. I made myself some tea and thought about nowadays, especially with the fanny problem.

3 years ago

I was sitting on the balcony, when I heard someone scream. And remember, this was at midnight. Everyone was dead asleep.

I could hear it was coming from my next dorm neighbour, which happened to be bubble and fanny. I could hear even more screaming and actually went to check.

Hello are you alright in there

No answer,

Hello, are you alright

No answer, still.

This was boring me, so I barged in. I could see fanny chasing bubble, her eyes red as her Christmas hat.

And goodness your bleeding, what a wonderful feeling ( if yk the song yk)

She kept on going on and on. I saw bubble, this time with a giant scar on her face, and in Fanny's hand, a bloody knife...