Octavious POV:
I step out into the cold, snowflakes blurring what's in front of me like fog, the air sending me into a fit of shivers.
I've never been much of a fan of cold. It freezes over the lakes and oceans, separating the underwater world from the land. I mean, I'll always love snow, but it comes with a price. That price being the cold.
My clearly visible breath disappears into the atmosphere as the others spill out of my door. Lillian immediately starts to make her "snow human" as she calls it, rolling her growing ball of snow along the ground.
I quickly finished off the snow human as Lily got distracted by the ongoing snowball fight between Ryan, Capser, Domino, Wilbur, and herself. Rapping my black and white striped scarf around its, quote unquote, neck.
The previously mentioned snowball fight ends when Wilbur accidentally steps on Squids snow pebbles. Let's just say that Wilbur now graces the world with a blackened eye...
Lily races over to where I was, still excited from the fight. I tried to stop her from coming near him, but she didn't pay much attention until the poor human melted away.
"Sorry..." she says sheepishly, putting out the flame that burned on her tail.
I sigh. All my hard work, and--OH MY GOSH! NOOOOOOO! MY SCARF!
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Short Stories
Short StoryWell. I'm pretty sure no one likes short stories, so I don't expect an audience. This is just stories I write for my own sake, be it practice, to help me through writers block, or keep an old idea close. For those that do read this, I hope you enjoy...
