The Warm Side of Winter

Part 4- Final part :')

Part 4

For the rest of the day Ethan continued to drag me from place to place:

Snowball fights- I ended up cold, wet and moody.

Watching Carolers- I happened to make a comment about their stupidly early caroling and ended up with tomato stains on my coat and an equally foul mood.

Playing in the snow- Remember scenario one? Yeah. That.

Relaxing- It got too cold to sit and do nothing.

Fashion Spotting- Was actually fun until someone overheard our comment on his showy getup that made him look like a christmas tree. I think he was a lumberjack. My feet hurt after that from the excessive sprinting.

Watching Movies- Correction, watching ‘christmas’ movies. Stupidly early for October.

Listening to music- Holiday music sucks. Full stop.

And a whole bunch of other things I won’t even bother to list. By the time Ethan led me home, we were both exhausted. I stopped in front of my door, turning to face him,

“Well although this has been an…interesting day. I believe you lost. So-”

“Na-ah-ah! Don’t be so quick to judge. I still have one last thing to show you. But I can only show it to you at sunset. So I’ll be back then. And you’d better still have the money!”

I looked at Ethan in disbilief. Even after everything I had put him through today, he still seemed as cheery and enthusiastic as ever. That was another thing I loved about him, how he was so determined. I smiled slightly at him. Although today had been an annoying chain of things that deepened my hatred for the season, at least I got to go through them with such an amazing person. He waved goodbye over his shoulder as he walked off and, after glancing back at his dissapearing figure, I opened the door and stepped into my house.

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“AAAAAAAARGH!!! YOU IDIOTS!!! STOP IT!!!”

My brothers Kyle and Kenny laughed as they continued to pelt me with snowballs. The attacks came from all angles as they ducked and ran. They would make really good commando’s.

Another snowball came soaring at me and I just managed to duck as it whipped past my head. Kyle let out a demonic laugh. Or was it Kenny? Even though they were identical twins, I could usually tell them apart. But the snow and my overall frustration dulled my senses. Just then another snowball came soring at me, aimed accurately at my face. I tried to pull of a Matrix and bend backwards, but instead I ended up bending to much and flipping over.

Even when I was stuck in the snow, distorted and dismayed at my failure my brothers didn’t let up.

“Ken! You take the left side, I’ll take the right, and we’ll both cover the front incase she tries to run,”

“LETS DO THIS!”

I could barely hear their plans over my own screams of protest, but I was smart enough to know that something was going on. As a last ditch attempt, I tried to be diplomatic,

“Now come on you guys. Do we really wanna do this? I mean, come on, two to one? Dosen’t that seem a little unfair to you?”

Kenny shrugged and stuck out his tongue at me,

“Don’t hate the player. Hate the game.”

Kyle cracked up as if Kenny had just said the funniest thing on earth. Finally he said,

“But I do agree that it’s a little unfair, so we’ll give you five seconds to protect yourself,”

Immediately, my brain started ticking. Trying to think of an effective way to stop myself from getting frostbite from the assulting snowballs. Throw one at them first? No, the snow’s too cold. Besides, I have horrible aim. Maybe I could find shelter? Nope, nowhere to hide. Our driveway was open and every possible escape route that I could see was blocked. All but one, just as the guys finished counting down, I spun around and booked it to the street.