Hi! This is a fic with a bunch of different pairings, all one shots, doing winter stuff. I should be updating my other stories, but I'm having writer's block for the 3 that I'm working on. Anyways, this is a cute idea I came up with over the break but never got a chance to start! I hope you like it,

Lilybeth Luna (:

First Winter (well, kind of)

Lina never liked being cold. She loved when it was hot (minus the occasional but extremely painful sunburn). She loved the warm feeling she got as she ran through the hot streets of the little town of Sparks, delivering messages (she had asked permission to start up the business again). She loved taking a break from working to bask in the newfound sunlight. This is why she never liked being cold. So when she walked out the front door one evening to find cold white mushy stuff clumped up on the side of the road , she wasn't too happy about it (not happy at all, actually).

Sighing heavily, she tugged her jacket closer around her and trudged up the road to the Pioneer to see if anyone hd any messages or packages or whatever. And to see Doon, said a small voice in the back of her mind. Lina sighed again (because it was true). Over the past few months, Lina and Doon had grown very close. It would be hard not to after discovering a secret, overthrowing a government, finding another world, and earning their rightful spot there together. During that time, Lina had grown very fond of her new-found friend (or really found again, but that's not important). Very, very fond. Of course, she knew that they were just friends and that was all there was to it, but still. Lina pushed the thoughts of her friend to the back of her mind and concentrated on getting to the Pioneer without freezing half to death.

After slogging through the town, she could finally see the big building and its (hopefully) inviting warmth. Lina smiled at the thought of getting warm and dry, but her smile was hard to obtain, as a bitter wind had just blown through the air and (seemingly) right at her. Bracing herself against the harsh wind, Lina picked up her pace. Maybe if I run, I'll warm up! If I don't, at least I'll get to the Pioneer faster, she thought.

Being a newbie to the whole winter thing, Lina didn't know that snow (especially if you ran particularly fast) can be extremely slippery. So when she sprinted full-speed in the direction of the building, she didn't anticipate the large patch of ice that happened to be about twelve feet ahead of her. Since she didn't anticipate it, of course she slipped, sprawling head first into the cold white mushy stuff with an oof! .

"Lina!" she heard a voice cry from a little ways ahead. Or behind. She couldn't tell; she was just too frazzled from falling and too numb with cold to even recognize the voice, let alone know where it was coming from. Heaving yet another sigh, Lina pushed herself up on her knees, only to come face to face with (the one and only) Doon. Seeing that he looked worried, she managed to smile (weakly) and said,

"Hi, Doon! Thought I'd... uh... drop in..."

"Lina, hello, are you alright?" he asked as he tried not to smirk after her (unintentional) pun.

"I'm fine. I just tripped on that cold white mushy stuff, that's all," she explained nonchalantly (not really). Doon chuckled. Lina raised her eyebrows.

"What?" she asked, "Do you know what this stuff is called?"

"Yes, as a matter of fact, I do," he replied. Lina grinned at him.

"What's it called, then?"

"Snow."

"Snow?"

"Well, this is technically slush, but really, it's snow. It's like rain, you know, but frozen."

"Oh. Well I don't like it." The girl crossed her arms and involuntarily shivered.

"Come on, then, let's go inside - not that it much warmer in there," Doon offered, nervous about inviting the girl he had been love with since they first became friends in their first year of school into his house, even though he had done it so many times before.

Yes, Doon could easily admit (to himself) his deep feelings for his closest companion, but he (like someone else) didn't think those feelings would ever be returned. He hoisted himself off the ground and held out his hand. She, looking up at him and, smiling slightly, took it, and he pulled her to her feet.

"Doon, I know I said I don't like the... um... snow," Lina said, a sly grin spreading on her face, "But you never told me whether you liked it."

"I don't mind it, I don't really care being cold..." he replied cautiously (what in the world was she talking about?).

"Oh, really? Then I guess you wouldn't mind if I did this!" Lina threw a small snowball at Doon's chest and took off in the other direction. Laughing Doon made himself a snowball before launching after his friend. When he threw it, it hit her square in the back, causing her to jump and shriek simultaneously. She then tossed another at him (with surprisingly good aim), and their faux-war began.

If any normal person had looked out of the window, they would have seen two (insane) kids running around in the freezing cold, having a blast throwing snowballs at each other. However, if anyone with a brain wired on romance looked out said window, they would have sighed happily at the slight of two love-struck teens chasing each other around, filled with hope that, maybe, someday, their affection would be returned. Both views would have been true.

After a while, Lina needed to stop and catch her breath. She flopped down on the ground, the cold barely bothering her now, and stared up at the recently-darkened sky. She gazed up at it, still as in wonder at its beauty as she was the first time she saw the stars. She was brought out of her reverie when Doon carefully declined next to her. As they were lying there, soft snowflakes began to fall causing Lina to gasp in amazement. Doon grinned at her, equally in awe. Lina (extremely nervous) extended her hand, and he (extremely nervous), accepted it, and grasped it in his own strong hand. They lay there in silence until -

"Doon?"

"Yeah, Lina?"

"I think I like snow now."

"Me too."

"Lina?"

(No response)

Doon looked over to see Lina asleep, her hand still resting in his.

"I love you." He thought he felt her hand tighten around his before he, too, drifted of to sleep.

Yay! My first City of Ember fic! Done! Tell me what you think! More will be posted soon - I'll be doing Sisters Grimm, Percy Jackson, and Harry Potter (kind of a cross over, except they never actually cross over...) yup. (: