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Alright, I'm making an executive decision here: since there are two "Snow" themes, I'm combining them into one large, 200-word prompt, so I took about twelve minutes to write this. Don't worry, though, because I'm making the last chapter something of a gag-reel/deleted scene extra. :D
Xion has always found different ways to surprise him.
"Xion? Why are you lying in the snow?" He can very clearly see what she has been doing; the outline for a perfect snow angel surrounds her, but Xion hasn't risen yet and continues to glare at the gray, winter sky in concentration.
"I'm trying to figure out how to get up without ruining the snow angel."
. . . He tries not to laugh, really, he does, but to no avail. Xion makes sure to glare at him when he isn't blinded by tears before ignoring him again. "You could have asked, you know."
"What do you – ?" Xion starts, then squeals as Riku sweeps her up, careful to avoid most of the snow around the angel's "robe," and sets her down a few feet away.
A quick glance behind her proves that Riku has solved the issue, and Xion beams at him. "Remind me to bring you with me if we ever go to Christmas Town."
"You're welcome."
"Thanks." Unconsciously she huddles closer to him and his dry, warm clothes; consciously Riku rubs her arm in an attempt to cause some friction, or something.
"Come on, let's get you warmed up."
