Summary: Heather really doesn't like the snow or Veronica's realizations.
Disclaimer: I do not own, nor am I affiliated with Heathers or Heathers: The Musical in any way, shape, or form.
"Veronica, it's freezing out!" Heather whined, zipping her jacket up more, "Why the hell are we out here?"
"Because it's snowing!" Veronica chuckled as she shook some snow from her hair.
"So? What the hell has snow ever done for us? Nothing. Let's go back inside."
Before Heather had the chance to continue on with her complaining - Smack!
The brunette had picked up a handful of snow and simply shoved it right into the other girl's face, earning an ear piercing squeal from the blonde.
As quickly as she could, Heather rid her face of the snow, looking as if she could kill. "You know, I could break up with you for that-" She hissed, before bending down to scoop up her own snow with a small smirk. "But this is more fun." Within another moment, she stuffed her pile of snow down Veronica's jacket, who yelped in surprise.
It took Veronica at least a minute to get the snow out of her jacket, puffing her cheeks out at the blonde. Without even thinking, she lunged for the other, pinning her down into the snow.
There was several moments of silence before Veronica laughed, making Heather's eyebrows knit together in confusion. What the hell was so funny?
"What the fuck are you laughing at?"
"I don't know- You. Us. The moment. Nothing really in particular- I think it's more like.. A moment of realization, you know?"
"And what realization would you be having?"
"How much I love you."
"Well, yeah, who doesn't love me?"
"Stop ruining the moment."