𝐏𝐀𝐍𝐄𝐌 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊: 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐔𝐍𝐓𝐎𝐋𝐃 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐁𝐔𝐓𝐄𝐒

𝓢𝓷𝓸𝔀

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Before you go and worry about Snow, it ain't that old idiot. I didn't know what to name this chapter so it's just 'snow' for now. This is just winter fluff because I feel like writing it! Thank you! Enjoy! :)

Language!

Also they are like 30 in this specific one shot so yeah!
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"Don't you dare throw that snowba-" Clove got interrupted by a ball of snow meeting her face, covering her eyes and falling into her mouth. "Cato, you little fucker!"

She struggled to reach down to grab some snow, since her seven-months-pregnant belly was in the way, but she did it. She clumped it together and threw it at her husband with as much strength as she could muster.

He could've dodged it easily, but seeing how his wife would react when she got him would be better than winning himself, so he let her hit him.

The snowball did to Cato exactly what it had done to Clove. It slammed into his face, leaving it covered in white. He wiped his eyes and laughed as his wife cheered.

"Take that motherfucker! Sucks to suck! Loser! I got you!" She cheers. He smiles at her. She's so cute when she's like this.

"Yeah, you did! And pregnant, too!" He encouraged her.

"Fuck yeah I did!"

"Okay, okay. Yeah, yeah. I love you, you're awesome, you got me. Let's go to the car now," he walks up to her and puts his hand on her shoulder.

She takes his hand and holds it in her own. She smiles at him for a moment, and then pulls him down into the snow. She falls down too, obviously being careful with the baby growing inside her, and lays down next to him.

"Got me again," he chuckles.

"Sure did."

"Good job."

"Thanks."

"I hope our little one is just as competitive as you are," he rubs her stomach.

"Me too. Then we'll both kick your ass."

"You sure will," he kisses her stomach and then strokes her forehead.

He kisses her on the cheek and lays back down again.

"I love you, Clover." He smiles.

"I love you too, Cat." She returns the grin.