Authors Notes
Drabble on Tumblr for the prompt:
Snow: Our characters in the cold together.Pairing/Characters: Monet and Law
The only thing that she loved about the island was the snow. While it had its wasteland appearance, she loved the way it appeared to be in an everlasting sheath of snow and ice. It made her feel comfortable and welcome when she was in control of her powers. She enjoyed dancing in the flurries when she had a moment to herself or simply walking through the thick mounds and adding to the experience with her own ability.
It was colorless but still held its own charm that she was beginning to seek refuge in.
She enjoyed her walks by herself most days. Being able to let lose and not have to worry about another's frost bite was always enjoyable. But every once in a while she would offhandedly invite someone to come with her. Most times, if not all, it was their current guest.
It appeared to her that Law would grow as bored with this place as she did. He didn't appear as restless as she felt, but it could be he just didn't outwardly express it. Either way, it didn't hinder her to invite him—except for the fact she would need to cut back.
But a bit of company every once in a while would be enjoyable..
Monet would don a coat for him, despite the fact she did not need it, and walk out with him into the snow. She didn't know if it made him more comfortable to see her in the freezing weather in something other than a short dress, but she did it anyway.
He himself would be bundled from head to toe with his trademark hat resting on top. He looked like a little fluffy black dot among the pure white snow. Sometimes he would be the only thing tarnishing the image of purity. An ironic thing as the man himself was anything but pure.
She would find herself watching him, her steps slowing down as he trudged through the freezing weather. Monet would almost lose herself watching the contrast as he stood out on the background. The flurries would whip around but she had no doubt that he was warm under his layers, in a place where her cold snow couldn't touch him.
A little spot of warm black in her white and cold world.