The Hamilteam Short Stories

The Snowball Fight

Mary stood over her latest batch of cupcakes, leaning towards them until her nose was only mere centimeters away from the last cupcake that needed to be frosted. She squeezed the tube of dark purple frosting ever so slightly, and made the perfect design with it. Setting the tube down, relaxed at last, she dusted off her hands and smiled at her work with satisfaction.

"WATCH OUT!" Came a yell, and a snowball was thrown across the room, and landed right in the middle of Mary's latest work.

"WHO THE FU-" Mary's eyes landed on her daughter, Lydia, and remembered there were children present. "WHO RUINED MY CUPCAKES?!" She waved her hand and the snow melted.

Lucas' head popped out from behind a doorway, and mine appeared right above it.

"Sorry, Mary." We said.

"You better be happy Lydia is here, otherwise I'd use such language, a sailor would marvel at how dirty my mouth is, and I'd make Hades look like a saint." She barked.

I winced and looked at Lucas. Taking a risk, I dared to open my mouth. "I take it you're stressed, Mary?"

"What does it look like to you, Anji?!" She yelled.

"Do you need help?" Lucas asked.

"No, go away. Or tell me where this damn- dang snowball came from."

"Oh, Lucas and I were having a snowball fight."

"Then how did it get in here?" Mary asked.

"We uh... got carried away?" Lucas chuckled nervously.

Mary fired us both a death glare and began to put the  frosting away. "Snowball fights are like child's play. I won every time when I would play with Uncle Lucifer."

"There are snowballs in Hell?" I asked, then noticed Lydia. "I mean, the Underworld?"

"There are if you know the right enchantments." Mary picked up her daughter and walked over to us. I was relived to see that she was calming down.

"Snowballs fights are practically my home court." Chloe said as Harry carried her into the kitchen.

"Where have you been?" Lucas asked as he eyed Mary's cupcakes.

"Upstairs." Harry answered.

"Doing what? You've been gone all day."

Chloe and Harry smirked at each other. Just as Chloe was opening her mouth, I interrupted.

"Snowball fights with both of you kind of sounds like a death wish." I laughed, ignoring Chloe's disappointed glare.

"You got that right." Mary cackled and started putting the cupcakes away. "I could defeat any of you."

Chloe laughed. "Except me, right Mar Bear?"

Mary looked at her, no expression on her face.

"R... right?"

"Come on Chloe, is that even a question? I would beat you to a pulp!" Mary chuckled.

"Excuse me?" Chloe looked angry now.

"Do I need to remind you of the Hamilteam Hunger Games, Chlow Bow?"

Chloe narrowed her eyes. "I would have won, but we were running out of time-"

"Excuses! I won, fair and square, you can't admit it because you have a reputation."

Chloe gasped. Harry gasped. Gabe walked into the room and gasped.

"Gabe, you don't even know what we're talking about." I looked at him quizzically.

"Yeah, but everyone was gasping and I didn't want to be left out."