dang... I'm sorry this took so long to get around to. I've been in a constant state of agitation and nervousness...I don't even know why. I've been completely out of character for weeks. But I finally figured I owed you guys chapter two. So here it is. :)
Olaf and Frosty
Bubbles pulled her hat snugly over her blonde pigtails. She felt fat in her bulky coat and snow pants. She figured she resembled the gum-popping girl in Willy Wonka with all blue winter clothing that she was wearing.
Of course, Bubbles didnt have to be embarrassed since no one else had it any better. All eight of them were bundled from head to toe with scarves, hats, gloves, ear-muffs, snow pants, boots, and coats.
"If you guys get cold, make sure to come in. I don't want you catching frost bite." Dad was sitting at the kitchen table in a long white bathrobe. He had a donut in one hand and he had his cellphone in the other. Apparently he was waiting for a call from his colleagues at their lab.
Bunny and Bubbles shared a goofy smile and narrowed eyes, the kind of face you make when you're sharing an inside joke. "Jack Frost." Bunny whispered to Bubbles through the side of her mouth.
"What a hottie." Bubbles whispered back with a giggle. She was one to have crushes on cartoons, and Jack Frost topped the list next to Jay from Ninjago.
"Not Jack Frost." Brady corrected, not knowing it was an inside joke. "He said frost bite. Those are two entirely different subject matters."
"And you're a first grader who shouldn't be saying smarter stuff than me." Butch snapped at him with a hint of sarcasm.
Buttercup grinned. "So true, Butchie-Boy."
Butch hoped he wasn't blushing. He loved it when Buttercup called him that.
Blossom adjusted her earmuffs so that she didn't have any of her orange hair caught under it. "Whatever you say, dad. We're going outside now."
"For Narnia! And for Aslan!" Boomer exclaimed in a forced British accent as he charged out of the door and into the snow.
"Oh brother." Brady slapped a mittened hand onto his forehead.
"At least he made sure the door was open before he ran out." Brick pointed out. He didn't add that Boomer running into the glass sliding door would have been pretty funny to see.
"Wait up, Boomer!" Bubbles called after him, picking up on the British accents. She skipped out the door the best that she could in her blue snow pants.
"Surprisingly, Boomer's accent was better than Bubbles that time." Bunny noticed.
"That's what I saw too." Buttercup agreed.
The six other kids squeezed out onto the patio that was glazed over in snow. The only signs of life in the winter wonderland were the footprints from the Jojo household to the Utonium back deck where the boys had came over that morning and Bubbles and Boomer bounding around the backyard.
"Dang." Blossom muttered.
"Now what?" Brick asked her.
Blossom frowned, though she decided not to take that as an insult. "I didn't realize how much it snowed last night. There's like 3 feet of snow out here."
"Get used to it Blossy." Butch told her, draping a green coated arm and green mittened hand over her shoulder. "That's what happens in the winter. It snows."
Blossom shoved his arm off of her. "Geez Butch. Keep your arm off of me."
"Hey guys! Check it out! I make it snow!" Bubbles scooped up an armful of soft white flakes and threw them in the air.
"Actually, I think the rap says, 'I make it rain.'" Buttercup corrected, falling to her knees into the snow.
Bubbles stuck her tongue out at Buttercup. "I don't care! I make it snow!"
Boomer started digging a hole in the snow. After a minute or so of digging, he found a tuft of frozen grass. "I struck earth!"
"Cool. Who cares?" Brick crossed his arms the best he could while wearing his heavy red winter coat.
Boomer rolled his eyes. "Brady. Bunny. Which one of you want to get buried in the snow?"
Bubbles eyes lit up with excitement. "Dude, that is so much fun!"
"Good. Then you can get buried in the snow." Brady shot back. His dark brown bangs peeked out from under his indigo hat and fell in his deep purple eyes.
Bubbles scrunched up her nose. "Uh. No. Ain't gonna happen, sir."
"Typical." Bunny muttered.
"Okay! I have an idea." Buttercup got to her feet from being knee deep in snow.
"And that is?" Blossom pressed, although she didn't feel overly thrilled to find out.
"Me and Butch can have a race and see who can bury Bubbles and Boomer first." Buttercup smirked when she caught Boomer and Bubbles share a nervous look.
Smiling like an idiot, Butch declared, "You're on, Butterbutt!"
"Bubbles!" Buttercup screamed, motioning frantically for Bubbles to join her.
"Boomer!" Butch yelled, just as eager to bury his brother in snow. Boomer leaped like a deer through the snow and over to Butch, who was digging a hole as fast as he could that was bit enough to fit Boomer into it.
Boomer sat beside Butch in the snow, watching Butch work. "Watch out for that yellow stuff." He warned, noticing a yellow patch in the otherwise pristine snow.
butch yelped, pulling his mittened hand away from the yellow snow. "Where'd that come from!?"
"You didn't know?" Bunny snickered a few feet away where she and Brady were building small snowballs.
"Know what!?" Butch exclaimed, expanding his hole away from the pee-snow. Boomer grinned beside him. Butch scowled, wanting to smack that smile off his face, but that would give Buttercup more time to dig.
"We got a dog." Bubbles answered, doodling hearts in the fresh layer of white fluff.
"An annoying dog." Blossom grumbled, referring to the nights where the puppy would howl through the night at the cars driving by on the block.
"A very annoying one." Bunny agreed. Brady raised his eyebrows at her, but she gave him a look like, don't ask. It was our dad and Bubbles idea.
Buttercup was already excavating a four foot hole and making it wider so that Bubbles could lay in it.
"Looking tip top, Buttercup!" Bubbles chirped happily in a British accent as well as popping her p's.
Buttercup grunted as she moved more square feet of snow. "Whatever."
Blossom rolled her eyes as she found herself a clean patch of snow. Smiling to herself, she fell back in the snow with thud. She moved her arms up and down along with her legs. Snow fell around her arms and against her sides, but she stayed dry and warm.
"Having fun?" A voice asked.
Blossom squinted up. A shadow was cast over her face. "Yeah, Brick. I'm having a blast. Now help me up." She reached her hand up to her friend.
"You know, " Brick said, grasping onto her pink mittened hand. He hauled her to her feet effortlessly. "You look like an Eskimo Strawberry Shortcake."
Blossom smirked. "Thanks red."
Brick winked at her. He wrapped an arm around her shoulder as they admired her snow angel. After a moment of silence (except for the playful insults that Buttercup and Butch kept exchanging) Brick said, "It kind of looks like a sick elephant collapsed and died."
Without hesitating, Blossom backhanded him harmlessly across the chest. From deep within his hat and hood, Blossom could hear his chuckles. "What kind of friend are you?! Deformed elephant?!"
"I never said deformed." Brick protested, still biting back laughs. "I said 'sick elephant.'"
"Yes. Because that makes such a big difference!"
"Im glad you see it my way." He teased, smiling.
Smirking, Blossom pushed her friend into the snow. Brick stumbled backwards,forming a separate indent in the snow. Blossom laughed out loud, causing Brady and Bunny to look up from their snowball collection. "I think yours looks like a cow was hit by a bulldozer."
Brick gave her a look like, crap just got real, Blossy.
Brady grinned from where he sat in the snow. There was nothing he liked more than Brick and Blossom arguing...except maybe Butch and Buttercup in some sort of contest. Now those are the best kind of entertainment.
Brick swept his leg out from under him, kicking Blossom to the ground. To his delight, she laughed as she fell.
"DONE!" Butch exclaimed, finding that now piece of Boomer's jacket was visible.
"Bubbles!" Buttercup screamed angerly at the white lump of snow that hid Bubbles. "You need to stop moving!"
"I wampt mofing!" A mumbled voice came from the snow.
"What!?" Buttercup demanded. Bubbles moved slightly as she repeated her answer. "What!?"
"She said that she wasn't moving, Butterfluff." Butch told her, tapping Buttercup on the head. He glanced over his shoulder. "Boomer! You can come out now!"
Buttercup scowled to herself. "You too Bub." She glanced over to where Bunny and Brady were giggling with each other while making snowballs, then at Blossom and Brick who we're laying in the snow together, hands inches apart. Silently, Buttercup envied her sisters. Butch was a moron.
Boomer shimmied out of his man-dug hole. He probably hadn't been buried for more than four minutes, but the snow was so cold, he was sure that his arms were frozen stiff. When he looked up, Bubbles was about a yard away. Her hair was leaking out of her blue ski cap and she was smiling like she didn't mind that the weather was 13 degrees fahrenheight.
"Isn't the snow beautiful!?" She asked him. She threw her head back, smiling into the falling white flakes.
He wanted to say, not as beautiful as you, but that sounded weird and cheesy. Instead, he said something really intelligent. "Mom hmmm."
Bubbles sat with her legs spread out so she was doing a lazy form of the splits. Snow gathered on either side of her legs. She glanced up a few times to notice Boomer watching her intently. She blushed a little, finding the way the sun glistened off his golden hair really cute. "Shnow."
"What?" Boomer murmured to her.
Bubbles giggled as she brushed away a few snowflakes that had landed on his cheek. "Shnow." She repeated, her gloved hand against his face.
"Shnow." Boomer echoed. He wasn't sure what happened, but he suddenly really wanted to give her a hug. (JUST A HUG YOU WEIRDOS—you know who you are) He felt himself get lost in her sparkling aqua eyes. "Uh, Bubbles?"
"Hmm?" She asked quietly, her voice sweet even in a hum.
Boomer's answer was cut when a snowball the size of a peach slammed him in the face. Boomer sneered at Buttercup who had chucked the snowball. Bubbles looked equally displeased.
"Why'd ya hit Boomer!?" Bubbles shouted at her raven haired sister. Buttercup had her arms crossed and looked really impatient.
"Didn't you guys hear what we said?" Bunny asked. Boomer and Bubbles shared sheepish grins.
"Go figure." Brick mumbled, helping Blossom up from the snow for the second time. He figured that it wouldn't be the last that day.
"What else isn't new?" Blossom mumbled back sarcastically.
"We're splitting into two teams. We're going to see who can build the biggest snowman fastest." Brady explained, which he sounded muffled through his dark purple scarf.
Boomer jumped to his feet, something dangerous to do in thigh deep snow. "Goody. What are the two teams?"
"Who's idea was it to make it a competition?" Bubbles wondered darkly. She wasn't one for competitions since she usually lost—even a lousy game of rock, scissors, paper!
Butch huffed from beneath his black snow hat. "Who do you think suggested it?"
"You or Buttercup." Boomer supplied without waiting. It was probably them. They made everything into races or competitions.
"Nuh uh." Buttercup glowered back. She didn't appreciate that people jumped to the conclusions that she and Butch were always making things complicated.
Bubbles mouth reacted before her mind could. "It was Brady and Blossom."
"Whaa?" Bunny muttered. She had somehow missed that.
"Bingo." Brick nodded. Blossom and Brady sometimes got into fights, arguments, and disagreements usually disputed by something of this nature.
"That aside," Butch cleared his throat. "There is still the matter of teams to be discussed."
"Cheese and sprinkles..." Bubbles groaned.
"Let's make it easy," Brady said. "Boys versus girls."
"What?" Blossom demanded. "Thats not fair."
"why not?" Boomer asked, although he didn't want girls versus boys very much either.
"Brick isn't on my team. He's my best friend!" Blossom gestured to Brick with her gloved hand.
"You're so thoughtful." Brick whispered a little bit uncomfortably, even though he liked it.
"Ugh!" Bunny grumbled.
"I'm with you Buns." Butch sniffed, rubbing his hands together.
"Fine. Rock, scissors, paper for who are team captains." Bubbles suggested, well knowing that she wasn't going to win.
"Are that immature!?" Blossom exclaimed. Her breath curled up into the freezing air.
"You're the one making everything so problematic!" Brady reminded her.
"Stop using such big words you jerk!" Boomer told Brady, disgusted.
"Its the same thing as saying problem!" Brick clarified, wringing his hands to keep them warm.
"GUYS!" Buttercup screamed while stamping her foot several times.
"Okay, fine." Bunny muttered a little bitterly. "Don't be a blossy."
"Ill pretend that I didn't hear that." Blossom huffed, narrowing her eyes at the purple girl.
Bunny shrugged. "Knock yourself out."
After 10 straight minutes of rock, scissors, paper, the team captains ended up being Bunny and Bubbles, with Brick, Boomer, and Buttercup on Bunny's team and Blossom, Butch, and Brady on Bubbles's team.
"I think it's safe to say that everyone hates these teams." Buttercup said.
"No one asked you, BC." Bunny shot back. Feeling irritated with Bubbles for choosing Brady, she led her team to the opposite side of the yard.
"Promise not to cry when we beat you?" Brick teased, turning toward Blossom as Bunny lumbered away. He could tell Brady was feeing confident in his team.
Blossom rolled her eyes. "Wishful thinking, Brick-head."
"Brick-head?"
"Don't judge—I'm still working on it." Then she flipped her hair, fixed her ear muffs, and bounded through the snow over to Bubbles and Brady.
"You're going down, BC!" Butch taunted, twirling Buttercup's hair between his fingertips.
Buttercup smirked, as she yanked on his scarf. "You're one to talk, Butch."
"Oh please. Your team has Boomer. He'll screw something up."
"Gee, you're friendly."
"I try."
"Your team has all the shorties. You won't even be able to get the snowman's head on." Buttercup countered, releasing his scarf.
"We have our ways." Butch answered in a mysterious tone.
"Wonderful." Buttercup said in a bored way.
Butch raised his eyebrows surprised. She hadn't even cracked a smile. "Are you just messing with me?"
"That's for you to figure out." She turned and jogged over to where Bunny, Brick, and Boomer were beginning the snowman. She could imagine the blank look on Butch's face as she walked away. She smiled to herself. Why did someone so cute have to be such an idiot all the time?
"Buttercup!" Bunny's harsh voice snapped Buttercup from her thoughts. She looked at her younger sister with annoyance. "Start rolling some snow!"
"Geesh, Buns, it's just a snowman." Boomer mumbled. Down on all fours, he slowly pushed the snowball so that he slowly accumulated more mass.
"Don't say that!" Bunny snarled, furiously ripping her scarf and hat from her face. "Brick! Go find sticks for the arms! Boomer, keep rolling the snow. Make sure it's the biggest one for the base. Buttercup, start on the middle part."
Brick glared at her. He hated it when Bunny got into her competitive mood. Sometimes, she could be even more annoying and perfectionist than Blossom, and Blossom had an entire class all to her own.
"No body tells me what to do." Buttercup grumbled, but still began working on the middle of the snowman.
Bunny dropped down on all four as she began rolling the head. "Hurry up with those sticks, Brick-head!"
Brick scrunched up his nose at that. It really shouldn't have bothered him that Bunny called him that, but for some reason, it was not okay for her to say it. "I'm working on it, Bunny." He growled through clenched teeth.
Bubbles operated at a more leisure level. She straightened her ski hat so the white puff ball on top was vertical with the ground. "Great job, with your snowballs Blossom!"
Blossom smiled, trying to conceal how much she wanted to pick up the pace. "Thanks Bubbles."
Bubbles beamed, and her blonde hair bounced and she skipped. "Butch, if that's going to be the snowman's butt, it needs to be bigger."
Butch chuckled loudly. "She wants the snowman to have a bigger butt."
"it's all about the way it's built." Blossom tried explaining to him. "If you want the snowman to be bigger, then the base needs to be bigger in order to support the height."
Brady pretended to yawn. "Blossom, don't make everything fun into a school lesson."
"You hypocrit." Blossom groaned back, using her shoulder to push the snowball.
"We need sticks!" Bubbles gasped. "Brady, could you find some?"
Brady made a salute. "Aye aye Captain Bubbles." He scampered off near the oak tree in the backyard.
"Captain Bubbles," Bubbles mused to herself in delight.
"Oh great." Butch slumped against the snowball which was now almost twice the size of his body. He looked at Blossom who was making her way over to him with her huge snowball. "It's going to go to Blondey's head."
Blossom nodded slightly. "ya think?"
"I'm going to get a carrot from the fridge for the nose." Bubbles offered. She scooped up a small pile of snow and shoved it into her mouth before she mounted the steps onto the patio.
Brick felt his shoulders straining as he and Buttercup lifted the midsection onto the base of snowman. Bunny was running a Nazi camp over on their team while he had noticed that Bubbles' team was making more progress while she was acting like the Barbie princess.
"Keep it straight! It has to be perfect!" Bunny relayed to her team. She was using her fingers to decide how and where to place the snowball.
Buttercup glowered at her sister. "I swear, Bunny, if you don't stop whining like a baby I'll shove your face in the snow."
Bunny creased her lips, taking a sudden interest in the snow. Boomer had to hold back a laugh.
"That's what we thought." Brick grunted, finally finding a good position in which to set the snowball down. "Gently."
"I got it..." Buttercups breath was strained.
"I got the head." Boomer jumped up, holding a snowball the size of a cantaloupe.
"Hurry!" Bunny stressed. She glanced over at Bubbles team, who we're decorating their snowman with stick hands, hats, gloves, and carrot noses.
"Im trying!" Boomer spat back, getting angry now. He stood on his tiptoes, and using the tips of his fingers, slid the head into place.
"Lets finish this sucker." Buttercup jabbed the carrot nose that Bunny had gotten earlier into the face of the snowman. Brick took care of the arms, while Boomer adjusted the hats and gloves to Bunny's judgement.
"Done!" Bubbles called over. She was impressed with the snowman that Bunny, Brick, Buttercup, and Boomer made. It was at least five feet tall, with long branch arms with dark blue mittens. It wore Brick's red beanie, and Bunny's purple scarf. Buttercup took pride in the carrot that jutted out halfway out the back of the snowman head.
"I like your snowman." Brady complimented them. He was leaning against their snowman as if it were alive and they were long time buddies.
Bunny nodded slightly. Bubbles' snowman was cool too. It was the same size, but the arms were shorter with green gloves. Bubbles had tied her scarf around its neck, and Blossom had put her earmuffs onto its head. Brady had carved facile features onto it complete with mouth, eyes, eyebrows, and dimples for the smile. Butch had lifted Blossom onto his shoulders so that she could nicely add the carrot nose.
"We named ours Frosty!" Boomer said. "Frosty says, 'Hi there!'"
"Hi Frosty!" Bubbles waved to the snowman. "I'm Bubbles."
"What a cliche name." Brick murmured.
"We named ours Olaf! He likes warm hugs!" Blossom teased, moving their snowman' swarms so it looked like he wanted a hug.
"You stole that from Frozen!" Buttercup thrust an accusing finger at Blossom.
Blossom shrugged. "Its called utilizing resources."
"Nice comeback." Brick winked at her. Blossom smiled, brushing a strand of orange hair behind her ear.
"Pfft. You two are to smart." Butch grumbled.
Brady fell back in the snow. "Let's not pick a winner. Both look really good."
"Sure. Olaf and Frosty look like they don't want to be picked one over the other." Boomer agreed. He couldn't resist and approached Olaf to give him a hug.
Bubbles giggled, joining Boomer in hugging Olaf. "Heehee. Olaf."
Buttercup rolled her eyes. "You's two are weirdos."
Bunny raised an eyebrow at the frozen pool that was a few yards away. Why hadn't she thought of it before. "Hey, do you guys wanna go ice skating?"
Blossom, Butch, and Brick cast her sidelong glances. "Where?" Blossom asked her.
Bunny used her head and motioned at the frozen pool. "The frozen pool. Duh. I thought you were the smart one."
Blossom's eye twitched. "I'm going to pretend I didn't hear that."