I do not own American Horror Story: Freak Show.

But I would like to give them some fun here.

Winter in Wisconsin

Heck of an Alarm Clock

Jimmy Darling woke up to bright whiteness glaring in from the outside. He groaned, rolled over, and buried his face in his bare, pale blue striped pillow and pulled one of his several blankets over his head.

Why is it so bright? Why is the sun so angry this morning?

The demanding light momentarily vanquished, Jimmy resolutely closed his eyes and started to drift off again.

For about five minutes.

"JIMMY! JIMMY! JIMMY!"

A rapid banging resounded on the trailer door and Jimmy jerked violently, nearly falling out of his bunk.

His heart slammed to a stop, then kickstarted so painfully that he felt it in his fused toe hairs.

Oh crap, has someone been eaten by a bear?

Fighting his way free of the small mountain of blankets, save one wrapped tightly around his scrawny frame, Jimmy staggered to his feet, wearing two long sleeved shirts, long johns, pants, and double socks.

Jerking open the trailer door, he peered owlishly at the unusually tall, heavily coated, somewhat disheveled woman standing before him.

"Evie, what?! What the h-"

His voice trailed off as he refocused from her to the shocking scene surrounding the formidable female wearing an enormous smile.

Whoa . . . so that's why it's so bright . . .

Everything, absolutely everything, the entire camp, was blanketed in at least a foot of solid, glistening, white powder.

Jimmy stood shivering and puffing icy, white mists from his hanging mouth.

Oh, it's . . . it's . . . beautiful . . .

His heartbeat rushed into his ears, renewed and pounding, even as Eve's excited voice cut through his snow induced haze.

"Oh Jimmy, isn't it a gorgeous sight?! I've only ever seen dustings that couldn't cover a tire track, but this . . ."

But she was excitedly yammering to thin air, as Jimmy had disappeared from the doorway to dump his blanket and fetch his heavy boots, gloves, and thick coat. Reappearing, he slammed the door shut and stomped down the steps, jamming a flapeared hat on his tousled blond head.

They crunched side by side through the snow drifts, staring openly in awe at the white magical wonder before them.

Suddenly, Jimmy stopped, holding up his hand for Eve to do the same. She did, with a questioning expression on her handsome face.

They stood silent and still for a moment, Jimmy straining his ears for the sound again.

Then it came.

High pitched and thin as a satin ribbon, wafting through the still quiet air.

Jimmy cocked his head, his dark eyes staring several feet past the covered ground, trying to pin down the direction of the hauntingly familiar sound.

"Oh crap!"

He broke and ran, tall Amazon Eve easily keeping pacing at his side. The sound got louder.

"Help! Help! I can't get out! Help!"

Arriving at his destination, he called into the small tent.

"Hey, it's Jimmy! I'm here. Are you okay?"

He opened the flaps carefully and saw her standing just inside the entrance in her tiny coat and thick boots, shivering, with tears running down her tiny, doll-like face.

She reached up for him pitifully and he stepped over the piled up snowdrift to reach down for her.

"Oh, Ma Petite, it's okay! Please don't cry! I got you!"

He held her diminutive frame close to him easily in one arm as he carefully wiped away her freezing tears.

She sniffed, gave him one of her beatific smiles, and then hugged him with all her tiny might.

"I was scared and cold and couldn't get out. You saved me."

He kissed her forehead high above her bindi and wrapped her up inside his big coat for extra warmth.

"Better?" he asked softly, smiling her his dimple.

She nodded and laid her tiny head on his shoulder. He gently laid his head down comfortingly on hers.

"Come on, let's get you outta here, Ma Petite."

Their snuggly duo didn't last long as the overwrought Eve let out a cry of dismay and dug her gloved hands painfully into Jimmy's chest as she pulled the Indian princess into her own embrace.

"Oh, Ma Petite, I'm so sorry! I never should have left you! I didn't know it would snow so much!"

And off she went with Ma Petite in her arms, rambling on and on into the frigid air. Ma Petite glanced back and waved, a big smile painting her dusky face.

I love that little broad, Jimmy thought affectionately.

He raised a gloved hand and waved back, smiling fondly at the tallest and smallest women he'd ever laid eyes on.

You know, she's so sweet, if she was bigger, I think I'd want her to be my girl.

He smirked inwardly at his own ridiculousness.

That's stupid, Lobster Boy. She'd never go for you no matter what size she was. Still, I guess I'll be happy with a little sister Indian princess.

Jimmy Darling turned away, imagining for just a moment a less petite Ma Petite holding his deformed hand and smiling her special smile at him.

Then hit a hidden patch of ice, slipped, and fell backwards right onto his butt.

I hope that Ma Petite/Jimmy thing seemed sweet and not creepy. He's just tenderhearted for the kind ones I think, even then.

Plus, it sets up for a little Christmas gift later on. You can probably guess. ;)

Once again, all delighted for the positive reception this story is receiving. Generous people, you are. Thank you!

Thanks to the1upguy, brigid1318, Juarana Keri , my mystery guest (quick enough update for ya?), and AHSFan for reviewing.

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