Frozen with the Gloves

Eh!

"Big summer blow out!" said a very annoying man behind a desk. I, after freezing my butt off in a creek, already disliked the perky owner of this store.

Hans and I had stumbled upon (more like stumbled over) a short, 8ft cliff that dropped into a semi-deep creek. I fell in, getting completely soaked and frozen in the process, and Hans, being the stereotypical prince figure he was, leaped after me in an "effort to save his princess." Long story short, we both ended up drenched and shivering, when we stumbled upon a log cabin with an attractive sign that read, "Traveling Oak's" or something like that. That's not the point though. The point is that now, Hans and I are cold.

Oh, and it's summer.

"How can I help you, eh?" said the store clerk, in an accent that was frankly, very annoying. The large man had a lot of red facial hair, and was wearing a green ugly sweater. He looked at us like a puppy dog staring down a piece of steak. He had a stupid grin plastered on his chubby face, that made me a little annoyed.

Hans stepped forward, and introduced us. "Hello, kind sir." I giggled at his awkward formalness. He scratched the back of his neck while saying, "I am Prince Hans, of the Southern Aisles, and this is Princess Anna of Arendelle." Hans gestured to me, where I kindly forced a smile. The creepy clerk nodded, and he looked so much like a staring puppy dog that I half expected him to stick out his tongue and droll like a dog would. I mentally snorted at the thought.

I stepped forward, toward the puppy man, and not baring the cold any longer, I said, "Sir, we would like to know if you had any, err, winter clothes, like boots? And gloves? We're pretty cold.." I half wondered at that moment if the clerk had purposely built his store near by the creek and cliff to soak customers into coming to his cabin in search of a change of clothes. I eyed he man for a second, and decided he couldn't have possibly been that smart because of what he said next.

"Ma'am, your taste in clothing in the summer is odd." he paused, glancing out the window, "Yes, summer." You'd have to be pretty close to blind to NOT see the snow drift climbing it's way up the store's window, revealing the swirling blizzard outside. "Uh, man?" I said, probably a little too loud, "do you not see that your so called summer is not really, uh, working?" I exclaimed, throwing my hands in a random, wild gesture towards the window. The stupid puppy man barely glanced at his window, and turned back to me, with that ridiculous smile still on his face, and said, "Oh, right." He cleared his throat, clearly not caring whether his cabin was getting buried in snow or basking the the sunlight. "The items you are looking for are in the winter section, there." he pointed toward the back of the store, where a winter coat, a couple feet of rope, two pairs of boots, and a small, water proof backpack hung from a nearly deserted corner. "As for that dress of yours," he continued, " you can use my dryer to dry your dress, eh?" I looked at Hans, who seemed kind of awkward. He gave me a look that said, "I don't care what we do, let's just get out of here." I rolled my eyes, and turned back to the clerk. "Thanks, but what can I wear while my dress is drying?" I asked, looking down at my soaked, white winter gown. He pointed at a rack of summer sundresses hanging near by. I sighed, grabbing a yellow dress and heading toward the back of the store, where there was a door with a sign labeled, "Bathroom."

Frozen | With | The | Gloves

"Done!" the clerk chimed, pulling my now dry winter dress out of the dryer. He held it up in front of me. I leapt from my seat on the hardwood floor, and snatched the dress from the man. "Finally!" I shrieked, sprinting to the bathroom. I had been sitting in the store with Hans for an awkward 5 minutes. Since my very heat conserving, totally warm (NOT!) sundress kept me shivering the entire time, I was very uncomfortable and freezing. Hans tried small talk with the clerk, but that fell into an awkward silence within 10 seconds.

When I was finished changing into my warm gown, I exited the bathroom to a strange, new customer. A tall, snow covered man stood in front of the clerks desk. He was tall, and I couldn't tell much of his looks because a snow hat rested on his head, and a thick scarf was tied snugly around his neck. He had a long, tan snow coat, and black snow boots.

The sight was kind of funny. The new arrival looked extremely large next to Hans, making my Prince Charming look like a shrimp. I tried my best not to giggle as I approached the front of the store, where the men stood.

"That'll be, 40 dollar, eh?" the clerk exclaimed to Hans, who had just bought a pair of winter boots, a winter coat, and the small water proof bag. Hans handed over the money, clearly annoyed with the price. The clerk gave Hans his items in a plastic "Thank You!" bag. When Hans saw me, his face lightened up. I walked up to him, putting my hands on my hips, eying his bag.

"Pricey, huh?" he mumbled, causing me to giggle. Hans looked kind of funny, with his brows furrowed and his mouth in a frown. I looked at the clerk, wondering what he would look like frowning, and trying to picture it. I couldn't.

"Sir, I'm sorry, but this carrots, and this rope cost 20 dollar, eh?" the clerk was saying to the man, who was trying to offer his 10 dollars to the clerk. The man stepped toward the desk, throwing off his scarf and hat, and slamming his hands down on the counter, causing it to vibrate. The man had shaggy blonde hair, and a sharp noise, with brown eyes. He looked very angry.

"Eh? EH? I'm sorry, but I'm buying this rope and carrots for 10 dollars, weather you like it or not. Excuse me." The man grabbed the items, and threw the 10 dollar bill on the counter. The clerk stood up and glared at the man, unsmiling. FINALLY!

The clerk was obviously bigger than the man, and I think they both new this because the man drew a pointed finger, and sighed, closing his eyes. "Wait, can you hear me-"

"Wait? No, sir. This is 20 dollar!" the clerk said, pointing at the items in annoyance. They both looked close to a fight. This was not good. I glanced at Hans, who looked very interested. I invested my attention towards the brewing fight again. The two men squeezed their eyes into little slits, which I guess was supposed to look intimidating, but it kind of looked funny. I mean, there's nothing manly about, 'Oh look, let's see who can keep their eyes like this and stare he other down for the longest!' Right, manly.

Right when I was about to suggest someone throw a punch or something, (I mean, it's not that entertaining to watch two eyes squint at each other in a tense mood for a while) there was a knock at the door. Everyone turned around, and gasped.

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Cliffhanger!

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