SNOWFLAKES

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"Doug, I don't know," Evie said, trudging through the snow. They were on their way to Doug's house to spend Christmas Eve with his family. "What if they don't like me?"

Doug stopped walking and grabbed her hands. "They'd be crazy not to like you."

"But-"

"No buts Evie," Doug reassured her. He squeezed her hands. "Everything will be okay. Ok?"

Evie blushed and smiled. "Ok."

They kept on walking in the forest until they came upon a small cottage.

"Home sweet home," Doug said with a smile on his face.

Evie made a face. "Doug, isn't this place kind of small?"

"Well so are my father and uncles."

Evie rolled her eyes. "Doug you know what I mean!"

Doug chuckled. "And I mean what I say."

"Doug..."

"Well they are dwarves..."

"Then why are you normal sized?"

"Because my mom was a human," Doug explained.

"What do you mean was?" Evie asked, concerned.

Doug sighed. He knew this was going  to come up sooner or later. He just had hoped it was going to be later.

"My mother died in childbirth," Doug said.

Evie gasped. "Oh Doug I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to bring it up and-"

"No it's alright," Doug reassured. "My parents knew the complications that would occur between human and fae species having children. But they loved each other so much they took the risk. But my mother couldn't take the stress on her heart of having a magical child. So she didn't make it."

"That's so sad," Evie said. She tried to discreetly wipe away the tears that had began to form. But Doug noticed.

"No please, don't cry," Doug said. " It's something no one could have helped."

"Do you miss her?"

"Who?"

"Your mom."

Doug sighed. "Growing up without a parent is always hard, as you know. Not having a mom was hard, and my dad tried his best and I know he meant well, but something was always missing."

"Yeah, I get that," Evie said, sitting on a rock. " I never met my father either. I'm pretty sure my mother doesn't even know who he is. So the story goes, my mother married Snow White's father, but unfortunately he passed. Her jealousy of Snow manifested itself into her wanting to always beautiful."

"Unfortunately she could never compete with the girls that were younger, and the older my mother got, the more unhappy she was," Evie explained. "So she started drinking, and sleeping around. And sure enough, she got pregnant with me. And she channeled all her desperation into her child. Me."

"Wow, Evie, that's horrible, " Doug comforted.

"I mean I guess, but at the end of the day, she is still my mother and I still love her." Evie said. "Besides right now I'm just worried about meeting your family."

Doug rolled his eyes. "Will you stop it! They'll love you. Just like I do." Doug realized his last statement and turned red.

Evie's heart leaped to her throat. She looked down at their intertwined hands, waiting for Doug to take back what he said.

"Did you just say what I think you said?" Evie asked quietly.

"That-that depends o-on, um, what you thought I said," Doug stuttered,  face crimson.

"Doug.." Evie said quietly. Doug looked  up to see Evie teary eyed. "If you didn't mean it, you  can take it back.  I won't be mad."

Doug mentally smacked himself for causing Evie to feel insecure. He grabbed her hand and pulled her up. He lifted her chin and kissed her.

They broke apart and Evie was blushing. "What was that for?"

"I don't take it back," Doug said. "I don't just love you. I'm in love with you. And I don't ever want to say that to any other girl. I hope you feel the same, or else I look like the biggest idiot right now."

Evie smiled. "Of course I do. Besides, even if you did look like an idiot, you're my idiot." Evie kissed him again, until she felt something on her head.

They looked up and saw that it had started snowing. Snowflakes fell into Evie's hair and she giggled. She stuck her tongue to catch snowflakes on her tongue. Doug looked at her in amusement.

"Doug have you ever seen something so amazing and beautiful?" Evie said looking up at the sky.

Doug looked at Evie, snow in her hair and laughing with childlike wonder. "Yeah, but I think my thing is better."



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