Chapter 27
One of the state of Oregon's hugest landmarks just had to be the magnificent Mt. Hood. A tourist attraction for the daring adventurers and thrill seekers. It was also the go to destination for families, mostly for the twenty fifth of December and the first day of the new year. For our five friends, they only need to go to find the legendary Groke, a creature said to possess Ice Powers. It has appeared in old cartoons, comic strips and now, in this very story you are reading.
In the middle of the forest on the mountain, it began to snow very hard. So hard in fact that the roads that took one to the huge and fancy hotel or the Ice sleds were closed due to the weather. For Stanford Pines, this was the perfect opportunity for his research.
He was busy away writing on his small notepad, examining what appeared to be a glowing snow drop. He was he busy writing his observations, his twin brother, Stanley stepped on it. "You know, we should probably head down for some grub. I'm starving." Said Stan.
"Ford" looked up at his brother with a scowl. "Just a little longer, then we eat." Said Ford.
"We skipped the most important meal of the day! Breakfast! Then we skipped Lunch. I'm hungry and I will go down for something." Said Stan.
"Fine. Go and get eaten by a monster polar bear while your at it." Said Ford.
"News flash pointdexter, this is NOT Gravity Falls no more. We happen to be outside the creepy town, so here everything makes a lot of sense." Said Stan with a smile.
"Except for our guest." Said Ford pointing at the Groke, who happened to be there with them. She was a large grey furry beast with a long nose and an emotionless expression was all over her face. Stan looked over at her and nodded.
"You got a point. But even she knows when it's time to eat, don't you?" said Stan looking over at the Groke. The creature didn't budge, but she did grab a snowball and placed it in her mouth.
"See! I'm not the only one hungry here. And you need to take care of yourself too! The last time you were alone, things didn't go well." Said Stan.
Ford looked up at Stan and nodded. "Your right. I should get some rest. I don't want to continue worrying over something trivial." Said Ford.
"I'm sure you'll find more snow like that. Besides, if there were snow glowing like fireflies, wouldn't that mean something bad?" asked Stan.
Ford stood up and looked at his notes. "So far, the places we have gone to have had it's own fair share of weirdness. Newport had that giant squid you punched. Then in Portland, the giant alligators in the sewers." Said Ford.
"And remember the woman who turned out to be a man in the Bikini Coffee?" said Stan.
The Groke then chuckled lightly and she even smiled a little.
"And her." Pointed Stan.
"What secrets do you carry snow creature? Are you a yeti, or just a random lost species of Bigfoot we have yet to discover." Said Ford to the Groke.
The Groke looked around and seemed to be at a loss. Or maybe it was confused.
"We'll find out. Eventually." Said Stan.
"But why is she here in Mt. Hood of all places?" said Ford.
"Maybe it likes the snow. She doesn't shiver like we do. Hell, I'm turning into a freaking popsicle as we speak." Said Stan.
"We should all go to the trailer. The snow will get worse tonight." Said Ford.
"We are not eating that nasty can of beans you have stored in the trailer." Said Stan.
"Oh no. Not that. I got some soup." Said Ford.
"Chicken Noodles?'
"No. Mushroom soap.
"Even worse!"
"Don't worry. You'll like it." Said Ford with a huge grin.
"What about you? You want some of that slime?" asked Stan to the Groke. She smiled once again and walked towards them.
"She has been in the cold for too long. Maybe some warmth might help her." Said Ford.