Prompt: "Don't you dare throw that snowba-, goddammit!" - Godzilla x Mothra - Gijinka version
Mothra wasn't a fan of snow. She liked winter just as she liked anything else that Mother Nature handed them, but snow? Nah, no thank you.
Still, the snow fall was pretty, specially at that big and wide park – which had a little spot where the titans could hang out no problem. At least Godzilla was there with her, an arm around her smaller form, pulling her closer to his warm body. She watched the snowflakes falling down, beautifully reflecting the lights of the park.
The sound of children broke the silence of the moment, as they ran towards the park, throwing snowballs at each other. Mothra shivered at the thought of being hit by a ball of cold ice.
The kids stopped, looking up at the titans, some smiled, some seem a bit scared.
Godzilla simply waved and Mothra chirped loud enough for them to hear, not wanting to move from her position, or raise any of her arms. The kids waved back enthusiastically and resumed the snowball fight in front of the titans.
They watched in silence for a bit.
Godzilla laughed when some of the snowballs hit his foot, waving off the kid's momentarily worry.
Mothra sighed and shook her head.
"Why don't we play a little bit as well?" Godzilla asked.
"No, thank you!" Mothra quickly said, shaking her head.
"Aw, come on, don't be like that!" Godzilla chuckled. "It'll heat you up a little, babe."
"I'm fine as I am here." She stated, crossing all her arms around herself in order to prove him so and not shake even if a little.
"Can't I make you reconsider it?" Godzilla was teasing, as he liked to tease his mate.
Mothra just glared at him and she almost gasped as she watched the king grab a snowball, while not breaking eye contact with her.
"No… No!" Mothra cried. "Don't you dare throw that snowba– Godammit!"
The game stopped and all eyes turned to the Queen. Rarely one got to hear Mothra use such word when "cursing". And when one did…
"Oh, shit…" A kid said and they ran off, as if they already knew about the wrath of a goddess before it happened.
Mothra shook herself, throwing snow everywhere as she cleaned her fluff and her wings, her antennae were a little bit crooked. She sighed once she was free from the cold weapon that hit her. She took a deep breath.
"Very well…" Mothra chirped, smiling. "You want me to play?" She bent down to the ground for a bit and once she got up, her wings opened, revealing six arms loaded till her shoulders with snowballs. "Then let's play!"
Let's just say it was quite a snowball fight, which ended up with a giant titan buried in snow and a moth Queen standing triumphant above him.
"You were right! It did heat me up quite a bit!" Mothra chirped, shaking her fluff and getting rid of the rest of the snow.
And from somewhere underneath her, muffled thanks to all the snow…
"Great, babe…"