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Snow Day!!

The Snow Day Meme

Whether is was announced on the local news station or it's a
freak storm. You wake up to the news that school is cancelled,
transport is down or perhaps you need to take a personal day
because of unfavorable conditions.The point is it's a snow day!
So enjoy it at your leisure.

[x] Reply to the post with your character/preferences.
[x] Respond to others with one of the prompts listed.
(or make your own!)
[x] Have fun!

Snowed in: uh-oh, it looks like it may have snowed a little too much last night, and now you're stuck inside. So grab a hot cup of cocoa, curl up and relax. Or maybe you're going a little stir crazy. Have fun with it.
Snowball fight!: Arguably the best part of a snow day, right? Gathering a bunch of friends, or just one, and spending the day in modern snowy warfare. You better make your ammunition and pile that snow fort high, you don't have much time before the snow begins to fly.
Ice rink: Oh wow, winter hit pretty hard, didn't it? The local pond froze over and is even safe enough to go skating on! So grab your skates and hit the ice-- not literally, though. That hurts.
Walking in a winter wonderland: The way the snow glistens is rather pretty, isn't it? Sure it's cold but it's not so bad if you're spending it with a loved one, enjoying the scenery and staying close to keep warm. ;)
Etc: Don't like any of the prompts? That's cool. Feel free to do whatever you like. Just have fun.

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[ The freak snowstorm surprises all of them, forcing them to hunt for shelter before they all get buried underneath the many inches of snow that's falling down around them. They wind up splitting off in different directions. The snow is wet and heavy, coming down like sheets and it's hard to see, not to mention freaking cold. All Stiles really remembers is grabbing a hand and hauling them both through the blizzarding snow and finding a house to hole up in.

Granted, it's not his house and he may have lock picked it to get inside, but look. There's a freak blizzard happening outside and he did not have time to knock on the door and wait for no one to answer, because there's no car in the driveway and all the lights are off. So, chances are, they got stuck somewhere else for the time being and won't be home or they were out of town. Either one is good because it gives them a safe place where they won't freeze to death.

Shaking off the layers of snow that covered them he looks up, shaking, to see Allison and grins at her as he blows into his hands to warm them up. Fun, right? Only, you know, not really. He hopes the others are okay, that they found shelter quick enough. Do werewolves get frostbite? Can werewolves get frostbite? He hopes the Alpha pack gets frostbite. ]

Well, this place looks cozy.

[Unlike so many of the people living in Beacon Hills, Allison has lived in places before where snow is common. She’s used to having to deal with weather like this. The danger of icy roads, the annoyance of cars in front of her kicking up rock salt that could potentially chip her windshield - She knew it all. However, she had been living in California for long enough that the freak storm was still a surprise.

Luckily for her, she had shelter. Her home was warm and welcoming. Unlike some of the houses in town, her house still had power so the heat was still functioning. Still, even with the heat, Allison burrowed herself underneath an electric heating blanket. It was the perfect day to stay cooped up, only getting out of one’s seat for tea or hot cocoa.

There was something else that brought her out of her seat, though. Eyebrows wrinkled, Allison sets her heated blanket aside and stands when she hears someone jimmying the lock on her front door. She grabs the nearest item, an envelope opener, and decides that it’s close enough to being a weapon to use to defend herself if need be. She rounds the corner and sees...]

Stiles?? What are you doing here?

[She asks because she really is utterly puzzled. Allison glances out the window, too, and guesses from the amount of snowfall that he won’t be leaving anytime soon, either.]

Yeeaah, about that... Uhhh, freak snow storm outside? I got caught in it, didn't see any lights on and... invited myself in?

[ He winces a little, because he honestly hadn't seen any lights on from the front- though of course that didn't mean no one was home, but he hadn't thought that far ahead seeing as how he was pretty much freezing to death from trying to get out of the snow storm, and being on foot at that since it happened rather suddenly while they were all out. He could barely see a foot in front of him at times and didn't think he'd be able to find his jeep, so he went for the first house he caught sight of. ]

[ She thinks to ask him why he didn’t knock, but he still looks so cold after having come in from the freezing weather. A little frown forms on her face and she shakes her head. ]

Come here. Just... Stomp your feet on the rug by the door so you don’t track snow in all the way.

[Allison walks back to the comfortable chair she’d been sitting in, lifting the blanket up off of the chair.]

You look freezing. Here.

[ As a gesture of kindness, she wraps the electric blanket around his shoulders to give him a little bit of warmth. She doesn’t want any friend of hers to be shivering because of some freak, unpredictable snowstorm. ]

[ Stiles does as asked, stomping his shoes on the rug by the door, then just simply takes them off, because he's got snow in the insides of his shoes as well, and his socks are soaked through. He takes those off as well otherwise he'd still be tracking in melted snow.

He's still shivering when Allison brings him the blanket, the teen having made his way toward where she was sitting, and when she drapes it around his shoulders Stiles shudders from the sheer warmth of it, frozen fingers comign up to curl around the ends and pull it tighter around him. ]

Oh my god, that's s-so warm.

Nice, right?

[Allison smiles with her hands on her hips. It definitely has to be an improvement from the freezing cold outside. She pauses as she thinks of something.]

Do you think you’d like some hot cocoa? I’m going to make myself a mug, so...

[She tilts her head with a smile, looking at him for an answer. If ever there was a perfect day for hot cocoa, it’s today. The Argents don’t usually keep cocoa mix stocked, but they do have chocolate syrup which works just as well.]

That would be s-so awesome right n-now.

[ His teeth are chattering a little, but the slight blue tinge to his lips is fading as he warms up.

Anything hot would be awesome, hell he'd even take a mug of hot water at this point. Something nice and hot to wrap his hands around. ]

[Allison can’t help but laugh, but it wasn’t in a malicious way at all. She really did feel bad that he was so cold, but seeing him like that, teeth chattering and all was kind of funny]

I’ll heat up two mugs.

[With that, she walks into the kitchen. It’s just a stone’s throw from where Stiles was sitting, so all Allison has to do is raise her voice a little to talk to him. She gets the carton of milk from the fridge and pours it into two mugs.] 

What were you doing out there?

[ Stiles tried to give her a thumbs up but kind of failed since he's still sort of shaking a little, but thankfully is warming up a little more. He's not shivering as much as he was and the teeth chattering has gone down significantly. ]

Scott got a whiff of some werewolf scent and decided to check it out, so of course, we all went with. Because why not. When the storm hit I got separated from everyone else since I do not have a super sniffer that would have helped me keep up. I went for the closest shelter I could find.

Tada!

[Allison nods, popping one mug of milk into the microwave. She looks over her shoulder to continue talking.]

It's a good thing you got inside. It's getting even nastier out there. This whole storm is kind of bizarre, even for Beacon Hills.

[The microwave beeps loudly and Allison takes the mug out, putting the other one in. She squirts a little chocolate syrup in the hot mug of milk and stirs it thoroughly.]

Are you a whipped cream person or a marshmallow person?

Right? It came out of nowhere. We weren't even supposed to get snow today.

[ Now that he's warming up a little, he lets the blanket drop some, but still keeps it close, curled up where he's seated. ]

Both? Both sounds awesome.

[She pauses for a second.]

Think there’s anything going on beyond unpredictable weather?

[She takes the other mug out, pouring syrup into it like she did with the other and stirring it.]

Both?

[It makes her crack a smile, but she shrugs and gets out a can of whipped cream and a bag of tiny marshmallows. She shakes a few out of the bag and onto the surface of the hot cocoa before resealing it and squirts out a dollop of whipped cream on top. She puts a similar dollop on her own hot cocoa. She quickly puts the ingredients away, then emerges from the kitchen with the two mugs.]

Okay. Yours is the slightly taller one.

[She hands it off.]

In Beacon Hills? Any day that ends in Y. And yes, both. Have you ever tried it? You should some time.

[ When he sees Allison exit the kitchen with two mugs, he makes a small noise and pulls his hands away from the blanket to make grabby hand motions to the mugs, taking the taller one from her. ]

Ahh, yes, come to me liquid warmth. Thank you, by the way, for this and for letting me stay.

[She smirks a little.]

I'd have to be a pretty big bitch to kick you out in this.

[She nods to the window. Outside it just looks white. There are no cars, no trees, no horizon - Just white.]

Let's hope it lets up soon.

[Allison sighs and takes a seat opposite him on a couch, sipping at the hot cocoa she'd made for herself.]

So, um... How've you been? We haven't really spoken that much lately.

[ Stiles smirks a little as well, though he's actually glad she didn't like, skewer him with an arrow for basically breaking into her house. ]

Man, I bet the kids are gonna love the snow days they'll get.

[ Without preamble he takes a drink from the mug, not even minding getting whipping cream all over his face, which he just wipes off and licks away before picking marshmallows out and eating their chocolatey goodness. ]

Uhh, good? Good, I've been good. Busy with homework and werewolf-y things. You?

Same.

[She smiles a little, taking a sip from her mug and pausing for a second or two as she searches for words.]

Stiles? Have you... Felt any different since the, um, ritual we did with Deaton?

[Her eyes are fixed on the whipped cream in her mug for the longest time, but she finally looks up at her friend.]

[ The question should surprise him but it really doesn't. He knows, in some way, the three of them have been struggling with the after-affects of the ritual to save their parents.

He fidgets with his mug, index finger tapping against the side of it as he struggles with an answer. ]

Yeah. I- yeah. Sometimes I can't sleep. I have nightmares when I do.

[ He doesn't think any of them really understood what they were getting into when they decided to take the plunge. ]

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Snow Day!!

Allison Argent | Teen Wolf | OTA

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