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I got this idea from a AU3 fanfic about Harringrove so enjoy :). It's also going to be in parts.

It was a nice, cold day in Alexandria. The snow started falling two days ago, and it finally stopped. It left a nice four inch layer of snow which means it's a great opportunity to play in it.

The Grimes siblings are out playing right now in fact. For now, the siblings are just making snow angels, but eventually, they'll start making snowballs which they will need for their soon to be snow-war.

Judith quietly makes a snowball small enough to fit in her hand so she can hide it. Suddenly, she throws a snowball at Carl, but misses. He laughs and makes one quickly then throws one at her too. It hits her square in the face. She falls on her back and groans when she realizes the snow isn't that soft. Carl laughs, but still goes to Judith to see if she's alright because she stayed completely still on the ground.

"You okay?" Carl asks. Judith continues staying quiet and still. He bends down to get a closer look at her. Her eyes are closed. She looks as if Carl had knocked her out.

"Jude?" He tries again. He's staring to think that's what he did.

Suddenly, Judith grabs a wad of snow and throws it directly to Carl's face. He falls as he wipes the snow off his face in shock. Karma. Judith laughs and Carl starts laughing along with her.

"You are so going to pay for that, Jude!" Judith screams and starts running away from Carl. He forms two snowballs and starts running after her. He throws one of the two and misses. Just when he was about to throw the second one, Michonne opens the door and calls out their names.

"Carl! Judith! Come inside. Carol made cookies." Michonne goes back inside and Judith jets towards their house. Carl follows loosely.

Some people in Alexandria think that today or yesterday is or was Christmas. So for the special occasion, Carol made her famous cookies. Everyone in Alexandria gathered in the Grimes household to celebrate.

When the two walk in to the warm house, they're instantly met with the delicious smell of cookies. Carol's cookies never fail to bring warmth to their hearts and bellies.

Negan is sitting down in the living room with Daryl and Aaron. Judith runs towards them and instantly sits next to Negan, already telling them what Carl did to her and what she did as payback.

Carl laughs lightly and walks to the kitchen. He comes up to Carol, wanting to grab a cookie. He kisses her cheek lightly and grabs the biggest cookie he could find.

"They smell great, Carol. Thanks." Carol smiles and laughs. She tippy-toes to kiss Carl on his forehead. She smiles sweetly and continues making the dough into a ball and placing them on pan.

"You're welcome, Carl." This is a somewhat rare occasion where Carol is extremely sweet. Well, why does she have to be so tough when there isn't any problems?

"Oh my gosh! Carol, you made cookies?" Ron walks through the door and Carl tenses up as soon as he hears Ron's voice. He's spent so long trying to avoid Ron and now he's here, seeing him face to face.

"I told you I was making cookies Ron, but I guess you weren't listening." Carol chuckles and puts the second batter into the oven. Carl desperately wants to leave. He starts inching his way out of the kitchen when Ron calls his name. He tenses up and rolls his eyes, forcefully turning his body around.

"What do you want Ron?" Ron looks taken aback. Carl's statement was a cue for Carol to leave. She leaves quietly while Ron and Carl make intense eye contact with each other. Uncomfortable eye contact.

"Can we talk?" Ron asks politely. Carl nods, not wanting to say another word to Ron. He's afraid that the wrong word
will slip out of his mouth. Carl doesn't need for Ron to get mad and loose his last eye.

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