The storm howled around me. The cold wind and snow from the blizzard nipped at my face, leaving a frozen sting in its wake. My eyes remained in a squint, trying to see past the white out plaguing my senses. It didn't matter too much, I still had her signal, I could find her. I would find her.
No matter the cost.
…
I pulled my tired body off the floor and stretched, hearing my back pop a couple times. I yawned as I stretched, tired from last night's ordeal. It had been weeks since I had moved into Jake's Chalet. I was still adjusting to the new schedule, getting up in the morning, eating breakfast, putting on my pup pack, getting on my snowmobile, and following Jake up the mountain while Everest stays at the Chalet in case of any problems occur there.
This would continue for a couple of weeks, then me and Everest would switch out everyday. I would take 3 days up the mountain, and she would do the same. We each would have a day off sometime during the week. Weekends were hot spots for tourist activity.
My snowmobile resembled my motorcycle in most ways, moved like it too. It had a center tread at the back, unlike Everest's who's had one tread on each side. My snowmobile also resembled one that a human would use, but was much smaller. It also had an emergency sled, hot chocolate dispenser, and a bottle of oxygen.
My pack actually was very different from Everest's. Her pack focused on rescuing others. My pack focused on after the rescue. I had an emergency blanket, skis, a first aid kit, protein bars, adrenaline shots, a grappling hook, 200 ft of rope, and a flare gun with 3 shots. The pack was designed to help treat and keep an injured skier or snowboarder alive until they could be transported to a hospital.
I had gotten my own pup tag and collar. As I had requested it had a red cross in the center, a flair in the top left corner, a flashlight in the top right corner, and a pair of skis in the bottom corner. It may have been a lot to have on one collar. But it would reflect both me and what I did. I had even gotten used to the itch.
Breakfast. I forgot how eating three meals a day could be so amazing. For the first time in years I felt satisfied, everything Jake made for me and Everest always had just a pinch of liver. I mean I knew Everest loved liver, but how she wasn't tired of it was a mystery to me.
Speaking of, Everest and Jake currently were out on the mountain. Today was my day off, I was looking forward to relaxing. After stretching, I brushed the loose dirt off my body is had gathered from last night. I would probably stay in my room for a while, then I might take a bath. I had my snowmobile and motorcycle, but not a pup house. I had told Ryder that I really didn't want one, didn't need one.
I had taken part of the basement storage room to accommodate my needs. Surprisingly, I had found out that my old house wasn't actually that far from the Chalet. So it wasn't much of a problem to move everything I needed from there. I didn't really have an awful lot of anything to move anyway.
I opened the hatch leading from the cellar to the surface world, and climbed up into the the Chalet.
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I was sitting in front of the TV screen, watching the weather forecast carefully. It was almost the end of November, it was cold, all the leaves on the trees had fallen and had been raked. But it still felt like autumn. This year we had a late autumn and now a late winter. By looking at the forecast however, I could tell the late seasons were about to catch up to us.
There was a category 3 blizzard charging right at Adventure Bay. 'By the looks of it, it'll hit later today.' I thought to myself. Understanding the danger fast approaching, I decided to call up Jake and Everest to warn them of what was coming.
"Jake, Everest, it's Poet."
"Hey Poet. What's up?"
"You might want to think about closing the mountain for the rest of the week. We've got an inbound blizzard heading right for you. Category 3, not something you want to get caught in."
"Yikes, we better start evacuation. Poet, tell Ryder that we may have a ton of traffic heading for town. I'll take the bottom half of the mountain. Everest, you take the top."
"You got it Jake! Let move out!"
…
Something was wrong.
That much I could tell as the storm came closer and closer, with still no sign of Everest. I had been sitting on the doorstep, waiting over an hour for her to pull up to the Chalet.
2 weeks ago, me and Everest had officially declared our courtship with each other. We weren't exactly 'in love' so to speak, but we both knew about each other's crushes and embraced them in that way. But we never really had gotten into a serious relationship. It's not that we didn't want to, or we weren't brave enough. We just didn't see the logic in it.
We were apart for at least 12 hours a day, it would be very difficult to keep the relationship stable because of this. Not to mention we never have the same day off.
We still had feelings for each other. We would never deny that. A serious relationship just wouldn't work. We never had the time...
I couldn't wait any longer. The storm was starting to envelope the mountain, it wouldn't be long before it hit the Chalet. If Everest got caught out there in that storm, she probably wouldn't survive the night. So I did the only 2 things I could think of.
First, I tried to contact Everest directly with my pup tag. No response. Secondly, I jumped on my snowmobile and headed back up the mountain.
This was dangerous, and I knew it. Charging straight at a blizzard like that could mean instant death. Jake had evacuated everyone off the mountain besides me and Everest. I had a fix on Everest's beacon, so I was going for it.
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I was close.
That much I could tell as I approached her signal. Despite barely being able to see, I could make out the silhouette of her snowmobile. It was on its side, partly buried under the snow. I parked along side it, jumped off my vehicle, and started sniffing. The wind, cold, and my allergies however were blocking my nose.
Despite this, I could still make out her scent. Being with her these past weeks ment I knew what she smelt like, so I…
…
Shut up you perverts…
It didn't take very long to find her. I could make out her scent, it ended right below me. So I started digging. It dug a few inches and there she was, barely breathing.
I ran back for my bottle of oxygen. I placed the respirator over her mouth, I took off my clothes and laid them over her body. That would keep her alive until the storm passed. Once that was done, I dug a ditch around her and got out my emergency sled. I placed that on top of her and covered it with snow.
Contrary to popular belief, snow is actually a very good insulator. It would help keep her warm until the storm cleared. Next, making sure I had all my supplies, I pulled off one of the funnels on Everest's snowmobile used for ejecting snow. I dragged it back over to the sled, made sure the sides of the sled were covered, save for one big hole from which I crawled inside the makeshift igloo from.
I sealed the hole with snow from the inside. Next I shoved the funnel up out what was left of the hole so I could still breath. Then, I snuggled up beside Everest, trying to warm her body. I fell asleep there. And I slept beside her for 16 hours.
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When I woke up, I could hear that the storm and wind was gone, but it was nighttime still. I tried to push the sled off on me, but it wouldn't budge. There must be too much snow on top of it, I thought to myself. I pulled the funnel out and set it beside me. I began to try to dig my way out, but stopped when I realized I wasn't making any progress. The snow was as hard as ice, it was packed together, there was no way I could dig my way out of here.
We were trapped.
I couldn't think of any way I could escape this one. But I couldn't ponder anymore than that before I heard the distant humming of engines. I recognized them even from the distance I was at. It was the Paw patrol!
It was still nighttime, and I knew they must have launched a rescue immediately after the storm calmed down. My first instinct was to shout out the hole, but I realized they would have no chance of hearing me. I reached to stick something out the hole, but I realized it was still night time, the chance of someone seeing it would be near impossible. Then it hit me.
The flare gun!
I grabbed it and shot a flare out the hole, it flew straight up before exploding, then it slowly dropped out of the sky and landed on the ground near to where I was. When the flare went out, I waited for 30 seconds before firing another.
In a short time they were around me, but couldn't find the hole, and couldn't hear me shout. I fired the late flare, after that I heard Rubble's rig fire up and started digging us out.
"You'll be OK Everest." I whispered in her ear. "When we get out of this, I promise to make time for you, instead of waiting for it."
I layed back down next to her until we could be rescued.
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After the rescue was complete, Everest and I were taken to the hospital. I was released from the hospital within hours of entering. Everest, however, was forced to stay for a while to recover from a flu that settled in.
I stayed beside her through recovery. And after she was released we started hanging out more. I feel like our relationship is blossoming.
I can't wait for what comes next.
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It was near midnight, the lights were out in the Chalet, and all but one of the residents was asleep.
Poet opened one eye to make sure he was alone. Then he got up off the bed in his room, and walked over to a cabinet. He pulled open the cabinet, then pulled it out, leaving an empty space as to where he crawled into. He continued crawling forward into the tunnel until he reached the unfinished end. Once there, he checked the compass he had brought with him to make sure he was facing the right direction. The he continued his digging, everything three feet checking the compass.
"It'll be difficult to correct what needs to be done, balance will be key. But I will do it, I won't make the same mistake twice."
A/N: I know what you're all thinking right now.
Will Poet and Everest click?
What is Poet up to?
Why is he secretly digging a tunnel?
And most of all, What was his 'mistake'?
To all that I say:
In due time. *troll face*
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