A/N: Hi again! Two updates in one day? IS SHE GOING MAD? NO! SHE'S JUST FORGOTTEN TO TURN OFF CAPS LOCK!

There, much better. So, now Mystere's due to run into snow. Which, as we all know, is a little odd, as they are a desert. BUT! at night, deserts get wicked cold. so, if the extremely rare desert rains come in at night...Veleicht sie werden Schee haben. Oh, my bad. German...heh! Maybe they'll have snow, is what that said. I'm so used to switching on German mode with my friends. So yeah.

And I'm assuming that after the first chapter we all know that I am, in fact, just a normal person? Ja? Oui? Da? Yes? Or is it actually Nein, Non, Nyet, and No? I'm leaning towards the first, myself. Well, I'll shut up now.

"WHAT IN THE NAME THAT IS GOOD AND/OR BAD IS THIS NONSENSE?"

Moha Samedi woke with a start at that. Then, he was struck with a feeling of cold. They had woken him at night. He would have some harsh words with the other creatures if there was no reason to wake him before the sun rose.

He stood, put on his clothes, and left. And his jaw dropped. The Black Widow was there, staring into the sky in shock. White stuff was falling from the sky.

La Belle was there too, and upon seeing him, scampered to hide behind him. "That's not natural," she said. "Are some Deities angry with us? Is this punishment?"

"No, I don't think so," said Moha. "I actually have no idea what this is. And if a Deity was angry with us, they would strike us down. There wouldn't be…coconut falling from the sky."

"I asked Brian what it was!" said Imp, running over. "He said that is was called…snow!"

"What's snow?" asked the Black Widow simply. "I haven't seen it before!"

"He said it's what happens when it's cold and it rains." As if on cue, they all looked up to the clouds above.

"Knew it would rain soon. I was hoping it would."

"Well, now we know the one thing Brian is good for," said Moha.

"You know, it really does look like coconut," said La Belle. "Why is it white? Did Brian say?"

"No," said Imp. "I don't think even he knows."

"Odd. I would think he would know more." She opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue, catching one of the floating white snows on her tongue. It melted. "Okay, that was weird."

"What is this?" asked a small voice, accompanied by a tug on Moha's coat. He looked down to see the babies there, holding their comfort objects closely.

"Well Brian says that it's called snow," said the man, crouching by the children. "So either he's telling the truth or he's lying."

"I think he's telling the truth," said the little girl. "If you asked him he wouldn't have said anything, and I don't think you asked him." Her brother nodded. Moha smiled, and picked them up.

"It's cold," noted the little boy.

"It's nighttime," reminded the Narrator. "Black Widow here just woke us all up with her screaming."

"Hey! Hey!" said the creature in question. "The sky started doing this!" La Belle giggled.

"I think it's pretty," said Imp. "Ruby Bird agrees with me. I ran into her while coming to tell you what this is." They lapsed into silence for a bit, shivering, until La Belle said,

"Well, when the sun comes up, this is going to go away and I am not looking forward to that. So I am going to enjoy this while I can." And with that, she danced off, giggling and singing.

"As much as I don't want to agree, I have to," said Black Widow. "This is going to disappear when the sun comes up. Go have some fun." She turned and ran off herself, her own laughter (which made Moha shiver just that much more) echoing back.

"Well, what do you say?" said Moha, looking at the two children. "Shall we enjoy this for the rest of the night?" they nodded, and he set them down. The two grabbed his hands and the three ran off, laughing.

"I caught a snow!" giggled one of the Lizards, holding one of the snows on his finger.

"Who cares? It's utterly freezing!" snapped the female bird of prey.

"You know, the snows are rather pretty," said her mate, regarding one. "But they melt too quickly."

"Not you too!"

"Yes, me too! Listen, what are the chances that the snow will come back? Next to none! Enjoy it while it's here!"

"Fine…and how do you propose we do that?"

"TAG! YOU'RE IT!" he then turned and sprinted off.

"Wha-I-you….WE'RE FULLY GROWN! COME ON!" but she followed him anyway, leaving the Lizards falling over each other, laughing. The Spermatos and Spermatites had also witnessed this and were also laughing.

When the sun did rise, the snow turned into water and rain, which the creatures of the desert did like, but they had liked the snows from the sky better.

"I liked catching the snows on my tongue," said one of the Spermatites as they sat in the rain.

"The snows?" asked Brian.

"From the sky," said Moha Samedi with a sigh.

"They're called snowflakes!" there was a long pause.

"Why flakes?" asked La Belle.

A/N: Yeah...I've actually asked why they're called snowflakes before. In my defense I was half asleep. Of course, I did also ask my science teacher why fire was hot...never mind.

So, I don't know why, but I think even the Birds of Prey would kind of turn into little kids in the first snow of their lives. Because snow is just that epic. And this is coming from a snow expert. I live in Minnesota guys. I know my stuff.

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