More Than Normal (DISCONTINUED)

Pieces Of Me.

It was the day of Christmas Eve and instead of the white, fluffy snow or sunny day, we got rain. And a hell alot of it. Containers, bowls and cups were spreaded throughout the garage, catching the small raindrops that slipped into cracks of the roof. It was a real drag, because it's supposed to be a white Christmas, not a wet one. Sly complained of the weather, causing me to roll my eyes because Ralph, Happy and I were trying to create something that could plug those holes in the frickin roof. 

"Uh, we are working on it!." Happy dumped a bucket of something into the big, round metal bin. It was one of those bins that looked like they would've have the toxic symbol plastered on the front. 

"I don't think the mix is cold enough." Ralph pointed out. 

"It'll be covered." Happy placed down the empty bucket and started to mix the solution with a big wooden stick. "If Toby bothers to come back." 

Happy's prayer was answered, because as soon as those words left her mouth, Toby bursted into the garage and sadly, with a bunch of complaints. 

"I'm going very south on Christmas this year." Toby plopped down the bags of ammonium nitrate over a chair. 

"I think that Ralph might say that Christmas is fun." Paige chimed into conversation, securing a ornament onto the Christmas tree. 

"In a city that collapses into gridlock over a light drizzle, let alone seven days of downpour? Is that your idea of fun?"  Toby questioned, shaking off the water that got caught into his hat. 

"It is not." Ralph replied firmly. 

"Christmas spirit." Paige said in a sing-song voice. 

"Apocryphal state of mind that doesn't really exist." Toby placed his hat back on his head. 

"We get it, humbug." Happy stated, taking a bag of the ammonium nitrate from the chair. 

"Humbug is right." Toby started to walk toward the table that had a gingerbread house on it. "And it's about to go viral when Cabe sees the dent I putted in his ride." 

I chuckled. "Well, I think the words that'll sum that up is that; you are screwed, Toby." 

"No kidding, Kardia. Anyway, I got the stupid ammonium nitrate. There's one more bag in the car." Toby said for Happy to take note. Toby fixed his jacket before he sat in a stool, next to the table with the gingerbread. 

"Where's Walter?" Paige asked. "Walter, Toby's back!" Paige pressed the button the monter and called Walter. Toby bit into a gingerbread man and Paige mumbled something that I couldn't quite catch, running up the stairs. 

"We should get the fake snow ready." Ralph stated, moving away from the big metal bin and helping to putting down the fake snow on the stairs. 

"I'll help ya out." I skipped over to Ralph who was spraying the fake snow all over the place and handed him a reload. Walter, Paige and the ferret walked down the newly fake snow covered stairs that Ralph and I putted out. 

"Whoa." Paige exclaimed, looking all around her. "Where did all this come from?"

"It's my proprietary formula." Walter placed his snow sled on the snow, letting it lean against the wall so he could fix his helmet. "Now, this non-melting snow project could be a massive windfall." 

Walter took his sled and placed it on the snow, so he could sit on it. "Imagine, every ski resort using non-melting snow to cover their mountains every seven to eight years. The patent could be worth billions. The is snow density test A-1. Now, on the count of three, give me a hard shove."