A/N - It's no good. There were a bunch of snowy Rock You fics, and I had to join in. So here's a little ficlet full of Sid, Link, Meat and just a little Sid/Meat.
"Well this is nothing like the stuff Cliff used to throw at us," Sid said, lightly kicking the snow.
"Cliff used to throw cotton wool," Link laughed, picking some of it up in his hands. "And that wasn't freezing, just annoying."
"Good point." Sid nodded, watching Link play with the snow. He was desperately trying to hide just how excited he was. Until he looked up at her, a wide grin on his face. "…What?"
"Nothing, just…" He didn't get to finish his sentence, as Sid let out a loud scream as something incredibly cold and wet slid down the back of her shirt.
"What the hell?!" He yelled, spinning around, and came face to face with Meat, who was forcing an innocent smile.
"The goblins did it?" The blonde offered, and Sid glared.
"That only works when Mot says it."
""Was worth a short," Meat grinned, turning to run behind Link who was laughing uncontrollably. "It's not that funny," She told him, right before scooping up a handful of snow and dropping it in his trousers.
"Oh! That's COLD!" He yelled, jumping around, and screamed what sounded like, "they should never feel that cold!"
Sid laughed as he continued to jump up and down line a lunatic, and pulled Meat over to her. It seemed like a good idea at first, until they both slipped and she landed flat on her back, Meat on top of her.
"Y'know… if you wanted me to be on top," Meat smirked, "you only had to ask." Sid grinned, pulling Meat up until they were face to face.
"This way was more fun," She said, leaning up to kiss the blonde. Meat was so occupied with the girl beneath her, she didn't notice Sid's hand reach out to grab a handful of snow. She didn't even realise what the younger bohemian was doing, until the snow was firmly pushed down the front of her corset.
"Jesus-shit!" She cried, jumping to her feet. She tried to shake the snow out, but soon realised that the corset was too right, so she simply sighed and waited for the worst to be over.
"You could always take it off." Link offered. He was still wincing, and the girls chose to ignore his hands, which were grabbing the front of his jeans. They looked at each other, eyebrows raised, and Sid stood. "Just a suggestion," he shrugged, and was hit with two snowballs, right in the face.
"I think I like this snow stuff," Sid grinned.