DISCLAIMERS: Yeah yeah, I don't own Everworld or any of the characters blah blah blah... Thought this story is mine, I am not making any money from and I will not profit from it in any way. Though I hope others like it... :)
RATINGS AND SUCH: Rated PG or maybe PG-13 for slash (male/male relationships), sexual indications and language... hehe, remember, no flames because I warned you!
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Hallo my duckies! Poet hath returned! This is just a short story about snow in Everworld. Hehe! I've seen a few other snow stories so I figured I would write one too. This is another of my infamous but oh-so-fun to write stories about my favorite couple-
Christopher: sarcasm Me an David. Woo-hoo. So very exciting. Yells they know all this Poet! Get on with it, remember, I want more kissing and less, you know, doing it. It's really tiring you know, give us a bit of a vacation and just have a bunch of cuddling and kissing...
Poet: All right Chris darling, only for you-
David: whines Pooooeeeeeet! I am still alive you know, I may be a fictional character but I do have opinions. Maybe I don't want just kissing and cuddling, maybe I want more than that. pouts
Poet: Alright Davy, what do you want? Hm, what would you rather do?
David: I want french kissing and snow. Lots of the fun stuff. Oh, and hot co-coa would be nice too. Maybe-
Christopher: And maybe a few blankets, a nice warm fire... looks distracted as a kitty walks by YAY! You brought me a cute fluffy kitty! ...Ahem... Just kidding, no such word as "Kitty", it's only a dumb cat. ... Uh... Yeah... french kissing for sure, cuddling, fire, co-coa, blankie- blankets, I said blankets.
Poet: Oookaaaayyy then... well, what do you think Davy?
David Stares at Christopher: ...
Poet: Alrighty then, it's unanimous... sort of. Well, on with the show and enough with the chit-chat, On with my show!
Christopher: Um... Poet? This isn't something people all over the world are going to be watching right? Or reading on some fan fiction website right? 'Cause if people are going to know what's going on I don't wanna do it, I'm against public displays of affection, tongue dueling, cuddling, and co-coa drinking- the cute fluffy kitty is back to visit me! Yay!
David: Oh Christopher I never knew you had such a sensitive side to you. You have such a way with words too! "Fluffy kitty"... looks dreamy Oh Chrissy, you sexy beast you, come here now, come to me! Here David tackles Christopher who is standing a bit away, zoned out, staring at the "cute fluffy kitty" and begins kissing the startled Chrissy
Poet: Ahem... everyone tears their eyes away from the furiously kissing Davy and Chrissy to see what words of wisdom Poet has to say I think we should get going on the story here should we not? I mean look at them- NO! Not literally look at them, that was hypothetically speaking people! My point is that they are rather busy so I think I'll just get on with the story as it should go alright? Everyone nods reluctantly, watching the loudly kissing couple out of the corners of their eyes Ok then, Davy, Chrissy, break it up, just wait till the story, plenty of kissing and such there, I promise. They get up, hair mussed, faces flushed, holding hands
David: Ok Poet, whatever you say, just remember, french kissing!
Christopher: Yeah, french is good... looks dreamily at David
Poet: Yeah, rolls eyes whatever guys. Plenty of your favorite stuff later. Lets get this party started. Lets get this stone rolling. Lets put the key in the ignition and start this car. Lets hijack this plane and head to Hawaii. Lets-
Everyone: We get the point! Just tell the freaking story already!
Poet: Oh... Right. Ok then. Here goes... THOSE OF YOU WHO SCROLLED THROUGH HERE CAN STOP NOW. HERE'S THE STORY!
In Which Chris Finds Snow and David Gets No Sleep
"Daaaaaviiiiiid! Getupgetupgetup!" Christopher bounced up and down on David's bed, shaking the sleeping boy.
"Mmmrph... Goway Chris. I wanna sleep..." Slurred David, voice muffled beneath the pile of blankets wrapped around him. Christopher began the process of slowly stripping off the blankets, one by one until they all lay on the floor.
"Christopher," Growled the shirtless boy lying on the bed. "Give me back my blankets and get the hell out of my room." Christopher picked up the mountain of blankets and walked away. David lunged for him, missed and landed sprawling on the carpeted floor. "Oof. Christopher you evil bastard give them back!"
"I love you too Davy dear but," He dropped them on the floor again walked over to help his lover up off the ground, promptly kissing him sloppily on the lips. "I want you to come outside with me." He gave David a pouty-puppy-dog face. "Pluuuuleeeeeeeese! Pleasepleaseplease!" David ran his hands over his face and through his hair and gave.
"Fine Christopher, but you owe me big time man." Christopher grinned wickedly and nodded.
"I will have no problem making it up to you." He wiggled his eyebrows suggestively. David grunted and shoved him out of the way as he went to retrieve his shirt. "Dress up nice and warm or you'll freeze your ass off." Christopher snorted, laughing as David looked at him oddly, one eyebrow raised mumbling something about not ever getting up early again and people being insane. "I'm not kidding, it was hot as like hell and today, well, it seems as though hell has frozen over out there. No joking! God David, don't move like that or I might have to kiss you again." David snorted and swung his hips exaggeratedly. Christopher swung a foot out, planting a sneaker on the back of the other boy's pants making David jump and turn quickly, grinning. David hunched down, looking like a prowling cat moving just as gracefully as one too, growling. Chris put his hands on his hips and huffed loudly just before David tackled him, knocking him on to the pile of blankets. David grinned and cocked his head in a triumphant stance. Christopher grabbed the dark hair of the smaller boy and pulled his face down to kiss-
Intermission
Mwahahaha! A hanger for all of you (if there is, in fact, anyone reading this…) yeah, anyways. I'll write more later. Ta ta!
Poet