"Are your eyes still closed?"

Binta smiled, feeling his large, warm hand wrapped around hers as he guided her along. The world was dark with her eyes shut, but for some reason, she could picture the nervous look on his face.

"Fred, for the last time, yes," she laughed, "don't you trust me?"

She heard him chuckle softly, "Of course I do, sorry. I just don't want the surprise to be spoiled."

"Your surprises are the best kind, I wouldn't dare," Binta assured him.

"That's good. Oh! We're here," Fred's voice rose in excitement. "Alright, keep your eyes closed, I just need one second."

She paused in her walking when she heard his footsteps come to a halt. She felt his hand release hers. Suddenly, the air surrounding them became colder, Binta couldn't help but shiver slightly as she hugged herself in an attempt to warm up.

"Okay, you can look now," He whispered to her.

Binta opened her eyes, slowly as to let them get adjusted to the light, but to her surprise, the sun didn't seem as bright as normal. In fact, she couldn't even find it in the sky. Instead, the sky was covered by grey clouds, looking ready to release raindrops. However, it wasn't raindrops that fell from the sky. Pieces of what looked somewhat like white wool were drifting downwards, some of them almost looked like they were twirling in the air. She held out her hand, letting one of the pieces fall into her open palm. She only had seconds to stare at it before it melted into a tiny drop of water.

Binta looked back up at the sky, watching more and more of the stuff come down, "Woah. What is it?"

"Do you like it? The others and I made it the other day," Fred explained as he walked over so that he stood next to her. "It's called snow."

He pointed to the strange falling pieces of white, "And these? They're called snowflakes. Each one is different, no two alike."

Binta smiled, "Beautiful."

She glanced down, noticing that the grass beneath her feet had been replaced with a white surface. She moved her foot slightly, hearing this "snow" thing crunch beneath her boots.

"Romeo came up with some fun stuff to do with it," Fred continued. He moved a few inches ahead of her, before randomly falling backwards, flat on his back. Before Binta could even ask what was happening, Fred began moving his arms up and down, while his legs moved from side to side.

"What are you doing?" Binta asked with a snicker.

He looked up at her with a big grin, "I'm making a snow angel. Come on, try it!"

Binta rolled her eyes, but turned around and fell backwards next to him. The snow was much more cold and wet on her back than she expected. Nonetheless, she began moving her arms and legs in the same fashion as he did. It felt absolutely ridiculous, and Binta made sure to give Fred more than a few silly looks in his direction. He could only smile back at her, his blue cheeks gaining a small shade of pink. Whether it was from the cold or the pure joy, Binta didn't know, though she felt her own cheeks warm up as she let out a bout of giggles.

After a few minutes, the two stood back up. Binta looked over her shoulder at the two shapes they'd left on the snow, returning another grin to Fred.

"What do you think?" Fred asked, brushing off chunks of snow caught in his hair. "Waffles wasn't too fond of it, poor little guy flew off the moment his feet touched the stuff."

Binta placed her hands at her hips, taking another look around at the snow-covered area, "I like it. Although, it might mess up some of the crops."

Fred nodded, "I agree. I figured we should save it for special occasions."

"Still," Binta sighed, watching her breath turn into a cloud, "it's gorgeous."

He beamed at the view in front of them, before letting out another small chuckle, "Romeo made up another game for this snow. He scooped it into little spheres and started throwing them at Xara and me. I...wasn't too fond of that one."

"Is that so?" Binta said, a mischievous smirk curving her lips. She carefully bent down, scooping a pile of the snow into a ball, and rose it up. By the time Fred realized his mistake, it was too late. She had already reeled back her hand and tossed the snowball right at him, "Heads up!"

His eyes went wide, "Binta no- Oof!"

The snowball shattered upon impact to his shoulder, making him stumble back slightly. Binta laughed, watching as his face went from flustered to a competitive smile of his own.

"Oh, you're gonna get it now," Fred taunted. "C'mere you!"

She released a squeal of joy as she turned and took off running, Fred keeping up behind. Their laughter filled the cold air, despite the snow making them both slower. Binta took one more look over her shoulder, her pupils shrinking when she saw he had vanished behind her. When she turned her head forward again, there he was, his arms wide open.

"Oh no-!" She squealed as Fred trapped her with a hug and lifted her up.

He giggled, "Gotcha."

"No fair," Binta rested her arms on his shoulders, "you teleported. That's definitely cheating."

"All's fair in love and war," He playfully declared.

His eyes then went soft, as did her own. Fred pulled her slightly closer, the two pressing their lips together. He pulled away, placing Binta back on the snowy ground.

"I love you," He whispered, bowing his head downwards so that their foreheads were touching.

Binta closed her eyes, smiling.

"I love you too."

Binta hugged herself, her body shivering. There was no wind down here anymore, but the cold was still there. Binta looked up, the miles of bedrock above keeping the eternal darkness in place.

She missed the sky.

She missed him.

So much.

It was so cold.