A/N: Technically, it's still the 17th where I live, so I did, in fact, get this up in time! -throws confetti- Thanks to Jaime (aka Space Cadet) for editing my rough draft of this story, and for helping me with ideas. :D I really like the way this oneshot turned out, even if it is a little bit shorter than the first three. Dedicated to the Gil Fanclub on Ushi, since they're just so awesome.

Disclaimer: I do not own Harvest Moon or any of its plots or characters. This fanfiction is merely for recreational purposes.

Frosty the Snowman
December 17, 2008
Gil x Akari

"Gil!" Unable to contain my excitement, I burst into the town hall and skipped to the desk where my boyfriend was sitting. "Gil, guess what, guess what!"

"What is it, Akari?" He looked up at me with his blue-gray eyes, and I smiled.

I twirled around the room and almost hit a shelf. "It's snowing!"

"I can see that," he replied coolly and returned to his work. "And you should stop doing that before you hurt yourself."

Obediently, I quit twirling and walked over to go sit in his lap. "We should go play in the snow!" I said, ruffling his blonde hair. He looked at me with an annoyed expression.

"Akari," he warned, "Stop that."

"Aw, come on," I whined. "You know you want to!" I placed my head on his shoulder, but he continued to work around me, pretending I wasn't there.

"Hey, don't ignore me!" I complained, poking him in the cheek with my index finger.

Gil chuckled and paused for a moment. "Trust me, it's not easy."

I leaned back up and looked him in the eyes. "That was mean!" I pretended to pout, but he ignored that, too.

I huffed and got off Gil's lap. "Come on," I urged, tugging on his sleeve. "Let's go outside!"

"Why do you want to go outside so badly?" he asked, continuing his work.

"Uh, hello? It's snowing. Have you just been ignoring me for the past ten minutes or something?" I put my hands on my hips and Gil looked at me with his "Did you really just say that?" expression. "Wait. Don't answer that."

Gil rolled his eyes and returned to his work, scribbling away on his clipboard.

"Gilly-kins!" I whined and grabbed hold of his sleeve again. "Come on!"

After many minutes spent tugging and complaining, he finally agreed to go outside, but on one condition.

"Don't ever call me "Gilly-kins" again."

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"So, now what?" Gil asked once we were outside. We were in Waffle Town Square, standing in about a foot of newly fallen snow.

I surveyed the square and picked up a handful of snow. It was the kind of snow that was good for making snowballs and building snow forts - not too wet but not overly powdery, so it packed together easily.

"I know! Let's make a snowman!" I pumped a fist in the air excitedly and set to work. Gil sighed at my enthusiasm, but proceeded to work with me.

After rolling little snowballs around in the snow, we managed to create a rough sculpture of a snowman. It was still in its basic stages: it had the regular shape, but no details. I watched as Gil took a handful of snow and styled it on top of the head.

"Who is it?" I asked, tilting my head to the side.

"I don't know," Gil admitted. "But he needed some hair."

I studied the snowman for a while before throwing a mischievous grin at Gil and
stepping forward to sculpt the torso. I packed the snow around the middle and created a few lumps in the center.

"There." I stepped back to admire my work, wiping the excess snow off of my gloved hands.

"You gave our snowman a six pack?" Gil asked incredulously. If they could've, his eyes would have popped right out of his cute little head.

"Yup!" I sidled up to our strange snowman. "Now he's handsome. I think you might have some competition, Gil." I smirked at my bewildered boyfriend.

Suddenly, Gil kicked the snowman in half. "Oops. He died."

"Aww, were you jealous?" I teased. I took a few steps toward him so we were only a few inches apart and looked up at him with a grin.

"Jealous of a snowman? I think not, Akari," Gil said, but the faint blush on his cheeks clearly told me otherwise.

"You're too cute!" I suppressed the mild urge to pinch his cheeks as if he were the most adorable thing in the world, though he probably was, and smiled at him. He took a step backwards when I tried to stand up on my tiptoes and kiss him.

"Not here, Akari," Gil reminded me with a smile. There was a twinkle in his eyes that implied he had ideas for later.

"Fine," I conceded. Gil had some rules about public displays of affection, even when there was no one around. It was probably because his dad, the mayor, rather liked to spy on us when we were anywhere but my house. I swear the guy could pop out of nowhere. "But just for that," I continued, bending down to pick up and form a snowball, "you get this!" I threw the snowball at him, but failed miserably in hitting the target. Damn.

Before I had time to react, Gil had managed to create a snowball of his own and lobbed it at me. It hit me right in the chest, so instead of trying to throw another one at him, I faked a look of horror and fell dramatically into the white powder. I could hear him jog over and kneel down into the snow beside me.

"Akari?" He asked, his voice seeming surprisingly close to my face. "I'm not going to have to perform CPR on you, am I?"

One corner of my mouth twitched as I attempted to hold back a grin, and then I could feel his lips on mine for a fleeting moment. I opened my eyes in shock and found his face hovering over mine as he grinned at me.

"What was that for?" So much for his rules regarding PDA.

"You're too cute," he replied, and I tackled him with a hug.