Disclaimer: Touhou belongs to Zun, and the only things that belong to myself would be Usagi the Mimic, and Moegi the Japanese Beetle. Everything else belongs to their rightful owner.

A/N: Welp, let's get on the road again~ Feeling a bit better now, I suppose. Ohh, and if any of you readers are interested, I've been doing enough RPing to produce over 2 million letters in the last month. If anyone asks for a link in a PM, I'll give it, but do note that one is set near the end of my 2nd incident, and the other two are set after the 3rd incident. As such, they are highly, highly spoilerific. Anywho, hows about we get on with the show, hmm~?

Late night, Mt. Shiro, Cirno's PoV:

As enjoying warm things in any way, shape, or form felt wrong to me, I ended up being the first to get out.

My body was quite chilled by the wintery air of the mountain, and doubly so due to being dripping wet still, so I figured I might as well work on drying off.

While I don't have any of the power I've gain over my time on this earth, I still had a few things.

I could still fit into tiny spaces quite well, as my body was the same size.

I could still wield a blade, if one is supplied to me, even with rather... lacking strength.

And the one thing that would be useful in this situation, oddly enough, was my brain of all things. Over my life I've picked up neat little tricks here and there, many involving ways to aquire food.

And then there's knowing how to shake ones self dry. Even if it's far easier to shake off frozen water, I should still probably be able to get a great deal of it off by knowing the exact right amount of shaking, and strength needed.

And so I began to wip my hair back and fourth, as it's good to start on the most obviously concentrated places. The water droplets flew every which way, and quickly lessened

After I had gotten a little dizzy, which took about a full ten seconds of shaking my head, I ran a damp hand through my hair, and smiled. Not as dry as when I'm able to freeze it first - not nearly as dry. ...But, it'll do.

With the largest concentration of water mostly taken care of, I began to work my way down.

I first shook my shoulders, and then continued onto my arms, hands, chest, and finally my hips.

With the easy part done, I balanced on one foot, and began to shake my opposit leg, followed by the reverse.

Unbeknownst to myself, everyone was watching me odd little dance with mixed reactions.

Mima knew my intention, and yet chuckled regardless.

Rumia knew exactly why I was doing as I was, and simply enjoyed the little show I was putting on.

Marisa didn't bother to think of the why, and laughed heartily at my antics.

Flandre acted as though she had no idea what I was doing, and clapped for me, though she actually knew my exact intentions, even if she only gained access to such luxuries as water in recent years; she had been left truely alone, and without being taken care of, for those 495 years of solitude.

As such, a hot bath was a rather enjoyable thing for her, in ways beyond what most beings could comprehend.

...Those that disagree can go 495 years without bathing, and then say that again.

Understandably, Flan was the last to get out, as she loves a nice, long, hot bath...

One by one, we made our way to the anti-cold bubble that was situated a short distance from where Usagi was busy being told the story of Saruno the Cold, and my many feats.

Most of these feats being rather... well, evil, for lack of a better word.

Though, I did save a kid from a fire once!

...Even if I thought they were a fae, at the time...

And they likely died of frostbite, as they were left in the middle of nowhere, in a blizzard, without food, water, or shelter.

And the fire was caused by a fight between myself and some fae.

...I guess I understand why I became a pixie a little better now, if that was an act of kindness in comparison to the things I did...

Usagi's PoV:

...Cirno really did all of that...? That's a lot to take in... How will I... how will I ever trust her again...?

"...You okay?" The particularly smart pixie easily picked up that I was left detraut by the tales of their, and Cirno's, exploits.

"I... I'll be fine." I tried to brush off the concern from the pixie, but I wasn't as good at bottling it up as I had hoped.

I looked down a bit, sighing. Even if I can understand the why she lied, I still feel... betrayed, somehow.

I felt a hand squeezing my shoulder. "You'll be fine, but are you fine right now?"

I hugged my legs to myself, and rested my chin on my knees, sighing sadly. "...No..." I looked at my toes, wiggling them in the comfortable chill of the snow.

And then, I suddenly felt a cold embrace, instead of just a cold hand on my shoulder. The girl wasn't nearly as cold was Cirno, but it didn't matter.

I returned the embrace a bit, and sniffled.

Seeing me more obviously distraut, the rest of my 14 worshipers joined in, making me the heart of a frigid little group-hug. I quietly let my tears flow a bit, which froze the snow into little sheets of ice on impact.

It would take time for me to forgive Cirno, even if she didn't mean to hurt me like this, but atleast I'll have a lot of time to forgive her...

As I sat, and cried quietly, Cirno watched from the bubble, and couldn't help but to feel guilty; she knew she couldn't have just told everyone, but she still wished that she had. She hated to have to watch this heart wrenching sight, and be unable to do anything to comfort me, and doubly so when it was her fault that I was like this

Cirno muttered a curse to Yukari under her breath, while she too hugged her knees to her chest. She had never felt so powerless, and she hated it. She hated Yukari for being the cause of this powerlessness.

Most of all, she hated herself for causing me to need a group-hug in the first place.