No one could ever expect to actually hear this, but Kuai Liang hated winter.
He really, REALLY hated winter.
His loathing of the season only started recently, after his...relationship with Hanzo began to rapidly change. Their living arrangements brought forth some shenanigans that he could definitely do without. But there was one in particular that drove him up the wall.
He was sitting at the desk in his bedroom, filing through documents and records from the clan as a leader should, when it happened again. His dread started when he looked out of the window.
Snow...
His eyes twitched as he could already hear the thuds of footsteps approaching. As they grew louder, his brow creased tenfold...
They were up the stairs now...he grinded his teeth...
They were halfway down the hall...his nails dug into the desk...
They were just outside the door...the desk was shrouded in ice...
There was a knock on the door...the desk shattered.
"What, Hanzo!" He shouted. The dreaded question followed.
"Do you wanna build a snowman?"
He could almost taste the headline.
"Local Shirai Ryu ninja rushed to the hospital for critical hypothermia."
A/N: Because I can.