A/N: Thanks guys for all the nice comments and encouraging emails. I went to Goodwill and it reminded me to update; I feel like this story has parts that were once discarded and have come together by my hands to make a beautiful masterpiece.
Btw, I did not mean to offend people lol. Just because I mention vore does not mean I need to be sexually harrassed by you guys. But I mean keep doing it. Anyways, on with the story ;D
Christina stands by the ocean. Do not question why there is a ocean in the North Pole, to sum things up, it is due to global warming.
The sweet sound of polar bears desperate cries make me grin, as I watch it struggle in between the waves.
"Help, help!" The polar bear scream screams.
"There is no way to, I am only fourteen and have powers given to me by the flower people."
The bear gurgles salt water as it sinks, and I begin to wonder how long it will take for the rest of them to follow in that ones footsteps.
Seagulls stare at me sadly from the last piece of ice in the water. Christina chuckles. The flower people would approve.
I head back to my cottage, it was by the elf workshop, and the elf prancing studio for inclined children. The factory, 'or workshop' was on a snowy hilltop, and the children (or elfs) were tied to treadmills inclined to their maximum and had to build small dolls of current famous celebrities like Madonna, Birtiney Spears, Selna Gomez, Hannah Montan, and Paris Hilton.
I walk into my cottage (recently painted with yellow trim), and walk into my couch. I mean sit, lol. (The couch is a nice floral that is sought peralecent).
"Time for cookies!" I exclaim jumping out of my shabby chic fashion couch.
I turned my oven on, and began preparing me ingreince. I considered eating some of the butter but I didn't because I'm on a diet.
I began to gabher my indegrence, when I noticed that the eggs were missing. I can't make cookies without eggs!
I knew it was probably Habe, one of the orphan children Santa keeps for undisclosed reasons. He wss always taking my f**kinf cooking supplies. Christina went to the elf prancing building to find him.
"Habe what the fuck!" I said when I found him.
He looked hungry and scared, so I calmed down as not to startle him and make him run away with my eggs. He was probably slurping them down raw again, the desperate bastard.
He began to cry and shake, and I stepped forward. I took the eggs and began to walk away, but just because I'm nice I fed him one more. He crunched the shell louldy, and I left.
I got back to my cottage and added the eggs, and began to mix the cookie dough.
But I accidentally knocked a knife off of the countre and it fell on my foot, making me blood.
It was bleeding a lot and I panicjed, that was my favorite foot!
I quickly remembered that heat is good for making bleeding stop, so I opened up the oven and shoved my feet in. It hurt even more!
I pulled them back out and reached for a jug of water in my cabinet, and poured it on my feet to cool the burning, but *GASP* it wasn't water!
Christina turned the bottle and saw the label: ACID??!!?!!???!?
Her feet were still burning, but she pushed on and put her cookies in the oven. When tjey were done she went to bed.
She woke up in the morning, and looked down at her feet.
"Oh no! I'm.so stupid!" she exclaimed. She had fallen asleep with her feet directly in front of her window, the sunlight hardening her wounds because of the hole in tbe ozone layer. Now her feet were hard and crispy.
"Guys, we've had a lot of fun here today." I said, looking at you.
"But what isn't fun? That's right, global warming." I narrow my eyes, gesturing to thr harsh sunlight comindg through my windown.
I look you in the eyes and sense your discomfort.
"Until technology advances, this is our only planet. And even if one day moving to a new planet is an option, why should we? This one isn't a lost cause just yet." I pet Habe, the starving boy, while still looking at you.
"Put in an effort for your planet."
A/N: Omggg ok, I had a really hard time riting this chapter but I'm actually really happy with how it turned out, so please leave feedback!!! Also, please dont comment saying global warming is fake I already know it is.
PS: Whoever globos89 is plesse stop messaging me your fan fiction please. I'll report.
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Blissful Winter
RomanceShe was naive, he was mature. He was the man of her dreams, he held a secret no one knew. He was good until he wasn't. She liked him but he wanted her to work for his love during the winter. It was cold but he warmed her heart.
