When Henry walked downstairs that morning, he was greeted by sight of his toons gathered around the windows, Alice, Boris, and Bendy around one and the Butcher Gang in front of the other. This sight wasn't unusual, though it had become rarer over time. During their first few months after escaping the studio, the toons could often be found by windows, marveling at seeing all the colors and life the outside world had to offer. Sunrise was a very popular time for them to be at the windows, though as time passed and they got a bit more used to being free, they stopped gathering quite as often. Bendy kept it up the longest, only really stopping when his nighttime activities meant he started to sleep in. For all the toons to be gathered around the window must mean something new was out there.
"What's everyone looking at?" Henry asked as he approached the toons.
"Color… gone…" Edgar started trying to explain, sounding both confused and amazed. The Butcher gang were the last of the toons to be able to start learning the human language. For a while, they thought it might be impossible for them to learn until Charley managed to say "flower" when they brought the first flower they had grown to show to Linda. Linda had been working with them since then to help them learn and, while they had been making a lot of progress, only Charley could speak in short full sentences at the moment. Still, that didn't stop Edgar from trying to explain what they were seeing, "White everywhere… sparkly…"
Henry guessed what he was trying to describe and looking out the window confirmed his suspicions. There was a blanket of pure white snow covering everything and it was early enough that it remained undisturbed. The light from the rising sun glistened off the snow, making a truly beautiful sight.
"That's snow right?" Alice asked, never taking her eyes off of the winter wonderland.
"Yes," Henry confirmed, enjoying the look of awe on all his toons.
"I never thought it was so pretty," Bendy whispered, his hand hovering near the glass though not quite toughing it, almost as if he was afraid the view would vanish if he disturbed it. "The cartoon episodes never really showed that."
"Not even the best artist came ever truly match the real thing," Henry agreed, rubbing Bendy between his horns. "And once we have breakfast, you'll be able to play in it."
That statement got a lot of exciting whistles and cheers and the toons rushed to the kitchen. Henry laughed and set about the task of making breakfast. Linda came down not long after that and joined Henry in cooking. They toons past the time waiting for the food to be ready by speculating what playing in the snow will be like and coming up with ideas with what they were going to do. They practically inhaled their food in their excitement the moment it was placed before them. They rushed out of the kitchen so quickly once they were done, they nearly knocked over Sammy and Norman. Henry followed after them, making sure they were all bundled up in warm clothes, to protect them both from the cold and to make sure they didn't get too wet.
Once they were all bundled up, they rushed outside. They didn't get very far before they stopped and stared in wonder again. Once they took in the sight for a few moments longer, they finally started to play. The first thing they did was just run around, attempting to catch the few snow flacks still drifting down from the sky. Once they had each caught a few, they decided to build a snowman. The Butcher Gang worked together to roll a large base while Alice and Bendy teamed up to make the middle section and lift it onto base once the Butcher gang finished. Boris made the head and easily lifted it on top. Bendy made stones of his ink for the snow man's face while the others found some good sticks to use for his hands.
The other kids in the neighborhood started joining them outside as the toons took back to admire their work. Once they got permission from their various parents, the toons and kids headed towards the park of a wide area of untouched snow. Once there, the toons and children started making snow angels. They all got a laugh when Alice's really did look like an angel and Bendy's had his wings, tail, and horns, despite him keeping them hidden.
When Bendy wasn't expecting it, a snowball suddenly hit him in the back of his head. It wasn't thrown too hard and it turned to powder as soon as it hit, but there was enough force to affect Bendy's toon logic. Bendy's head spun around a few times, before coming to a stop completely backward, giving him a perfect view of Chris laughing with another snowball in his hand. Bendy grind, his head staying in place as his body turned around. Bendy scooped up a handful of snow and threw it at Chris. It hit its target perfectly and a snowball free for all. The had a great time running around and throwing snowballs at each other, only stopping once they all started to feel wet and cold.
Once the toons were home, Linda wrapped them all in warm blankets and handed them mugs of hot chocolate. The toons eagerly told their parents how much fun they had and everything they did. The toons had had a lot of fun it was clear they couldn't wait to play in the snow again.