It was official.
Joseph Frost was probably gonna die for this one.
Captain Wesker had temporarily left his coffee mug unattended...so in the younger blond's opinion he'd asked for it! He'd picked up an all natural herbal sleeping aid at some point or other with the intent on using it on someone…so when this opportunity presented itself did anyone in their right mind think that he wasn't gonna pounce on it?
Granted, he'd called in Richard and Forest to help with this, them lugging the slumbering captain outside into the snow. Hey, at least they had been kind enough to add the older man's jacket on him before they plunked him down and got to work. It didn't take overly long until they had enough snow piled around the man in the general shape of a snowman, with the head missing and Wesker's own head taking its place…shades and all. It was about that time when the captain actually woke up, blinking in icy puzzlement behind his shades as he took in his seated position, the snow, and the relatively close grinning face of the blond subordinate.
"There better be a good reason for this." He hissed at the younger man as he moved to start to free himself from his snowy prison. "Captain Snowman! Now your appearance matches your personality…cold!" Wesker nearly growled as he rose to his feet, dusting the snow off himself and glowering at the laughing younger man before him.
"I believe it's Frosty the Snowman isn't it, Frost." Joseph took one look at the expression on the Captain's face and blanched, taking off towards the inside of the RPD. "Every man for himself! Go go go!"
Yep.
He was so gonna die.