Lately, Frosty had been spending a lot of time outside his factory. He enjoyed the calm and peaceful sounds of the city, a welcomed change from the unceasing clinks and metallic noises of the heavy machineries.
On one of those evenings, after he walked out of a candy shop, a wide smile plastered on his icy lips, Frosty bumped into the cowboy imp himself. "O-oh ! Pardon me, I didn’t see you there !" He said, readjusting his snow goggles.
"Are you alright ? I'm so sorry, i wasn't watching where i was going. Are you hurt ?" He asked, offering a hand to the cowboy.