Tundratown was quiet.

Dead quiet.

Forecast never for once mentioned that the weather was this worse. That explained why the street was almost empty.

Almost, except two unlucky mammals ventured through the severe wind.

"The last time we were here," Judy exlaimed between gritted teeth. Her arms wrapped tight covering her torso, the light sweater didn't do much to protect her from the stinging cold air. She began to regret of not bringing the flannel scarf Nick had given the offer. "I could swear it wasn't this cold!"

"Season, darling," Nick responded apathetically. He looked just fine with his silver scarf cloaking his whole neck and part of his snout. His paws were stuffed in his pouch, giving him the look of cool guy. Behind the fabric, she could make out his playful grin as he spoke. "You have chosen the worst time out of the year."

The rabbit swiftly turned on her heels, which luckily they were keeping some distance otherwise both would've bumped.

"It's not beyond your knowledge yet you let us go?" she casted a mean glare. Nick tersely stiffened within the piercing violet eyes.

"That's not entirely true," he defended and gestured a pushing motion in hope to keep their distance. With the ill weather constantly harassed with its freezing breeze, the wind generated an eerie sound like shrill howl of starving wolves, and with the addition of her deadly glare, that was just too much for him not to tremble. "I just remembered." the vulpine leered and winked at his partner in attempt to brighten the situation.

"Fine," Judy frowned, deciding not to keep up with the topic. She could clearly her partner's relieved exhale, and that certainly did not fail to compel herself for bringing up a smile. They continued walking through the day, ironically lacking of warmth despite it was almost noon. "And why are we here, I can't even remember." Judy consciously kicked mound after mound of snow, the soft white texture splattered everywhere.

"You want that snowflake cookies with vanilla frosting." Nick completely deadpanned. If Judy had forgotten her intention to come here after their struggles, he couldn't think what to throw at her other than his phone in his pocket.

Wait…

"Oh right," a soft chuckle escaped from her quivering lips. Within second, she went back hopping in glee, but funnily, it abruptly stopped as she sighed. "But I kinda lost the mood with the weather."

"Uh huh," the fox's snicker was barely audible within the howling wind. A smirk formed on his face and he took few step backward. "Let's just warm you up then."

The next thing she felt, a splat right behind her head surprised her as the stinging cold sensation rushed over her body and it sent her stumbling, almost falling over. The moment served as to resolve her confusion of his words.

So, he proposed a snow fight ; it could define both warming and chilling.

Wiping the snow with a violent brush, Judy turned back in rigid motion, pure adrenaline surged throughout her veins.

"You're. Gonna. Regret. That. Fox." she spelled each word and made sure to space properly in order to emphasize the real but feigned murder intention.

Nick gladly accepted ; after all, he was the one who started it.

"Make me."

Flurry of snow were thrown everywhere, the beginning of crucial fight to determine nothing but satisfy the insatiable need of exhilaration.