Booette sighed as she propped her weight against her shovel and wiped away some sweat from her brow. She liked snow but why was it so exhausting to shovel was beyond her, it's just soft and fluffy frozen water. The storm from last night had dumped an entire foot of it that had to be shoveled up before it turned into solid ice. And even after all that hard work the sidewalk had to be salted, and it was her turn to sprinkle the salt. Booette came up and hugged Luigi from behind, trying to leech a little bit of his body heat for herself.
"L-Luigi, can we please take a break? We've been out here for half an hour and it's freezing!"
He stuck his shovel in the snow so he could turn around to embrace her, "We don't-a have much more to do and we're-a finished. I'll make-a you some hot chocolate and then I'll-a salt when we're done, okay? Sound good?"
"Workaholic," the ivoryette grumbled.
"I heard-a that, Booette."
Booette just playfully stuck her tongue out at him before returning to shovel her part while the green wearing plumber went back to work on his own section of the sidewalk.
Piff.
The brunette turned his head to see a chunk of snow now stuck to his coat sleeve. He looked over at Booette who was diligently shoveling. Luigi suspiciously raised an eyebrow at her then assumed the snow had fallen from the roof as the sun was out and it was warm enough for the snow to melt and fall off. So Luigi went back to shoveling however, the way the had snow hit him felt like it came from a horizontal direction and not a vertical one.
Piff.
Another snowball hit him in the back this time. He turned around to look at Booette again who was still shoveling. She acknowledged his suspicious stare this time and stopped to give him a coy smile before going back to work, making him return one of his own then continued shoveling.
Piff.
"Alright-a, Booette, if that's the-a game you want to play then-a so be it."
Luigi dropped his shovel on the ground then bent over to start making snowballs. Booette had been secretly hoarding snowballs so she had a bit of a head start on the plumber, but he soon caught up to the ghost girl. She yelped when Luigi landed a snowball on the collar of her coat, the cold snow slipping down the front of it.
"Hey! No cheap shots!"
"As if three free shots isn't-a cheap!" He shot back before she threw one at his leg.
It was a silly scene with two grown adults throwing snowballs at each other across the sidewalk like quarreling siblings. The spectacle continued until Luigi got close enough to pounce on Booette. She squealed when he curled his arms tightly around Booette's waist, preventing her from escaping.
"Gotcha!" He chuckled at her.
Booette then keenly recognized that they were standing on a patch of ice. With a devilish smirk and an impish gleam in her eye the former Boo pushed her body weight onto him, effectively tipping him over and sending both of them tumbling into the snow. They started laughing to the point they had to wipe the tears away from their eyes before Booette removed herself from Luigi's chest. Luigi did look handsome with the snow sprinkled on his features, short brown hair framing his face. He chuckled before ruffling her snow colored hair. The couple slowly got up brushing snow off of each other and then agreed to a proper break inside their house.
"I didn't know this was your idea of a break, Booette."