Hello all! So it's been a while since I've written anything. But I decided that I'm going to be more active, and less involved in school work. Great choice, huh? Well, with that decision, comes a challenge for myself! A countdown until Christmas, featuring some of my favorite ships of Ever After High. I hope you enjoy!


"It is really really really cold."

Winter had come to Ever After. Everything from the rooftops in the Village of Book End, to the towering trees of the Enchanted Forest was covered in thick snow. To add to the magical effect of scenery, pixies illuminated the snow-capped trees. The students of Ever After High were currently making their way through the forest.

"Hopper, you're too funny," Daring said, tousling the frog prince's hair. He stuck out his tongue, as the elder Charming brother pranced through the snow with ease. Hopper, on the other hand, was barely able to lift his legs through the mush.

"It is cold," Cupid said, fluttering above the snow. "But it's really pretty isn't it? We never got snow back at Mon—my old school."

He rolled his eyes at her. Snow was the worst. It was hard to walk through, it got everywhere, and like he grumbled earlier, it was really cold. There was no snow in the bayou. Hopper missed the muggy humidity, and lack of freezing temperatures.

The sudden feeling of snow slapping the back of his head snapped Hopper out of his reverie. He whipped around to see a smile fading into the pixie light. "K-K-Kitty!" The trickster's laugh echoed throughout the trees.

"How does that even work?" Maddie whispered to Raven. The rebel leader shrugged, and snapped her fingers, igniting a small flame.

"Hey, Hopper, come here so you won't get sick." Hopper smiled and walked over to the pair, thankful for the warmth. Raven snapped her fingers again and a snowball formed in front of them. "Your shot, dude."

He wrapped his mitten-covered hand around the snowball. Maddie used her eyes to direct his aim. It looked like she was doing a jig with just her head. Hopper smirked and hurled the snow in the pointed direction. An annoyed meow erupted from next to Cerise, and Kitty appeared.

"Nice," Cerise commented, brushing off the snow from her cloak. She gave Hopper a small smile. He bowed dramatically, making the others chuckle.

"Oh, it's on, froggy." With that Kitty disappeared. The forest grew mysteriously quiet as everyone waited in suspense for her counterattack. A twig snapped, and everyone turned their heads in alarm. A tiny rabbit appeared from under the bush, causing a mass sigh of relief from the group.

Slowly, the students continued on their way. They were ever watchful; their eyes peeled for any signs of unnatural snow movement. The twinkling pixie lights could mean certain doom if they weren't paying attention. The snow could become their—

"Mr. Narrator!" Maddie interrupted, causing everyone to stop in their tracks. "If you could maybe not sound like we're going to die out here, that'd be the cooliest."

As Maddie talked to the Narrator and without anyone noticing, a small snowball started to form just behind Hopper. It whistled through the air towards the ginger prince.

"Look out!" Dexter yelled, tackling Hopper to the ground, away from the projectile. It flew past the boys on the floor, and slammed into Blondie's face. Her brilliant blue eyes blinked away the snow on her lashes.

"That is so not right!" She bent down and got a handful of snow in her fur-trimmed gloves. Forming a perfectly shaped ball, she chucked it at Kitty who had appeared on a nearby tree branch. It hit her square in the nose, making her scowl.

Kitty kicked the trunk of the tree, and quickly disappeared as the mass of snow descended. Raven deflected the snow away, accidentally launching it at Apple in the process. Apple's pale face reddened at the contact of the cold hitting her face. It was silent as they all stood in shock.

"SNOWBALL FIGHT!" Briar yelled at the top of her lungs. And just like that, war erupted in the forest. Cedar and Cerise were working together—Cedar handed Cerise the snow, and Cerise would form and throw them as fast as she could.

Apple took her time in bending down, forming the ball, and tossing it to no one in particular. Hunter had whipped open his jacket—it was much too cold to be shirtless—and began hurling snowballs. Maddie wasn't even in the war, electing to have a tea party with Lizzie instead. The future Queen of Hearts sliced any projectiles that got too close without so much as looking at them.

Sparrow and his Merry Men took to the trees and played some music to make it more dramatic. Holly sat next to them, writing down everything with an ardent passion. Ashlynn and Briar had teamed up and were gracefully pelting everyone they could with snowballs.

"Some fight, huh?" Dexter said. They were still on the ground from when he tackled Hopper. His back was being bombarded with snow, but he didn't mind.

"Yeah," Hopper replied. A blush was forming on his cheeks when he realized that he was still very much under the Charming prince. Dexter smiled, and pulled the two of them up. He made sure that his back was still turned to the action, to ensure that Hopper wouldn't get hit. "You really don't have to do that"

"I know. It's just you don't like the snow, so I figured I'd lessen the amount that you would come in contact with." Hopper's blush deepened as he turned away. A snowball struck Dexter in the back of his head, knocking his glasses off.

Trying to be a good prince, Hopper immediately bent down to get them. Dexter also had the same idea, causing both of them to hit their heads on each other on the way down. Hopper grimaced and tried to keep from stumbling into the snow.

Dexter saw this, and immediately fell backwards into the snow, pulling Hopper down with him. He didn't even mind the cold snow seeping into his clothes. The amount of red that covered Hopper's face was worth it. He laughed, and pulled them up again.

"Sorry, I couldn't resist!" Hopper stood there with his arms crossed, shivering. The smile on Dexter's face, dropped. Without a word, he took off his coat and wrapped it around the shivering boy. Hopper looked at him confusedly.

"Aren't you going to be cold?"

"No, not really." Dexter wiped his glasses, and put them on. He then sidled real close to Hopper, and wrapped his scarf around the shorter boy. The pair stood together, sharing Dexter's scarf, watching the battle ensue.

Pretty much everyone was covered with snow by now. Even the ones who had fled to the trees had been knocked into the fray. Daring had taken a hit to the chest, and was now reciting a dramatic speech about the coldness of death. Duchess, who had worn so many coats and layers that she could barely move in the first place, was now completely immersed in snow. If her eyes weren't visible, one would think she was just another snow pile.

"Huh," Hopper said when his teeth stopped chattering.

"Hmm?" Dexter asked, turning to look at the boy. Hopper looked up at Dexter, his face becoming flushed once more. He nestled into Dexter's chest, getting as much warmth as he possibly could. He rested his head on the taller boy's shoulder.

"Maybe the snow isn't so bad." Dexter smiled, and leaned his head against Hopper's. They stood there, basking in the glow of the pixie lights, when suddenly Lizzie's voice shrieked from amidst the fighting.

"Hey! Those two haven't been hit at all! Soon everyone had a snowball in their hand, and was turned to the pair of princes; their faces friendly, yet menacing.

"Oooor maybe I was wrong."

"I think we should run." Hopper nodded furiously, as Dexter grabbed his hand. Together they made a run for safety as a barrage of snow came towards them.