Snow

     I had never heard Daemion complain this much, ever. In general, Daemion is the most agreeable, easygoing, relaxed person you could ever meet. Infuriatingly so, sometimes. He never complains, even when he's hungry, or tired, or in pain (which happens a lot).
     Things had been fine, too. Mom had warned us it might be a little chilly and I could tell Dae was uncomfortable with the 40° weather but he was a trooper and powered through it.
     But then.
     Then the temperatures dropped suddenly to the 20s and the complaints began.
     I have never heard him complain so much.
     How do people live with this? Can you feel your ears? I think mine are going to chip off. Uuuuughh my bones just ache, I feel so old. I can't feel most of my legs, how concerned should I be?
     And I felt bad for him; I did. The average temperatures where he's from are in the high 80s, low 90s, and it only got below 50° at night. And I knew he had arthritis, and I knew he was in pain.
     But I was getting ready to strangle him. 
     Perhaps since it was so out of character it just seemed a million times worse.
    "I swear, it's like you come in and get all warmed up and then you've got to go back out again and it's twice as bad as the last time," Daemion announced, reluctantly obeying my command to get himself bundled up.
    "Just shut up and put your mittens on." I replied, giving his arm a gentle shove. He gently shoved me back and I almost fell over. "There's something I want you to see." I said.
     He wrapped his scarf around his neck as I opened the door. I took two of his hands and pulled him outside behind me. He stopped abruptly at the sight of the snow.
     We had gotten at least a foot of it overnight. Dae had never seen snow in his life.
     "Oh," He said. He took a long, long look around him- inspecting the white-rimmed trees and the rounded caps of snow on nearly every surface. He watched the fat flakes that still fell as they gently swirled to the ground. He looked down and smushed the snow with his foot experimentally.
    "Wow," He said, "I- ...wow. I've never seen anything like this..."
     "I know right?" I practically screamed. "Snow, man! Snow!"
     "It hurts my feet," He said placidly.
     I rolled my eyes and prepared to scold him, but stopped when I saw the amused grin on his face. The snowflakes stuck stark white on his black head and eyelashes.
     He turned, distracted suddenly by a patch of snow that began to sparkle as the sun peeked out from the clouds. 
     "Do you know what else this stuff is good for?" I asked, scooping down and grabbing a wad of the stuff.
     "Hmmm?" He hummed, half-listening. I slung a snowball at his head and he turned just in time to get it right in his face. Said face reacted with total shock.
     "Oh!" I yelped, "I didn't mean- to- your- Ha- haha-," 
     He looked so bewildered. It was the funniest thing I'd ever seen, and I lost control of myself completely, doubling over and laughing hysterically.
     "You wicked child!" He finally sputtered, struggling past the shock.
     I just wailed with laughter, clutching my ribs and deciding if I should sit down in the snow before I fell into it.
     "Well!" He said primly, bending down and grabbing a handful snow. He flung it at me immediately and it dissipated before it got even halfway.
     "You- you have to press it!" I choked, "It's a snowball dummy!" I finally just sat in the snow, overcome completely.
     "Oh," he said. "Oh."
     My laughter came to a full, grinding halt as the implications of the situation came crashing down on me.
     I had just started a snowball fight with a 350 pound, seven foot tall, combat veteran, four armed alien.
     "Daemion- Daemion-!" I protested, backpedaling quickly. I could tell by the spark in his eyes, though, that it was too late. "Daemion- Dae. Dae!"
     He giggled and grabbed four handfuls of snow.
     "No! No Daemion, no!" I screamed, hoisting myself out of the snow and beginning to run. "Dae, you love me, remember? Notthefacenotthefacenotthefacenottheface..."
     I heard him chuckle as his footsteps fell quick behind me. "Maybe this cold stuff isn't so bad after all!"

SNOW!! At least Dae and Frankie don't have to put up with a polar vortex. Man, I've never felt so metal. You know what I'm doing? I'M SURVIVING A POLAR VORTEX RN HOW BOUT U?

Just for the record this is definitely not something that would ever happen in the story's canon but I just really wanted to draw these two idiots in the snow. So um

enjoy~~

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