Elf On The Shelf Snowball Fight Novels & Stories

Stories that made us all laugh despite the ache that he wasn't here to enjoy this day with us. It had started to snow a bit earlier so around noon everyone bundled up and went outside. And true to Christmas fashion an all out snowball fight started. No one was safe as we all, including my mom, threw snow at one another. We were all yelling and laughing so hard I wouldn't be surprised if the neighbors could hear us.

I heard Skye shout and when I turned around, Titus and River were already walking closer to us with snowballs in their hands. Something about seeing two big guys walking with a tiny white ball and clear vengeance on their eyes while two tiny kids tried to catch up from behind them made me laugh. “Aspen, Nas, team up with me!” He shouted for help and not a second later, we had already formed teams and made bases and shields out of snow. Just like that, a snow fight ensued, and laughter filled the air. Instantly, this moment right here, became my favorite memory where there was no judgment, no problems or worries. It was all just a good time and a lot of smiles. Though Skye would say otherwise

I said, leaning down to scoop up a handful of snow. But they were. Within ten minutes, Enzo and I were both already soaked from snowballs and out of breath. And it wasn’t just us, either. Other students saw the snowball fight through their windows and started running out to join in the fun, and soon enough it felt as though the entire campus was joining in one massive snowball fight. The quad became filled with the sounds of screaming and laughter, and the fresh layer of snow was turned into a mess of footprints and places where people had slipped and fallen. And all the while, Enzo and I just had more and more fun.

“For the snowball war, of course. You’ve got skills, but I’m going to crush you.” I laughed and rolled my eyes at him. “Oh, please. You just think that because you’re tall and scary. That’s cheating, not skill.” “You’re on,” he said, scooping a handful of snow up. And just like that, he hurled it at me. I squealed as he threw something at me, spun out of his way, but then he was quicker than I anticipated. Another handful struck my shoulder, cold and shocking, making me shiver. “You’re ruthless,” I yelled, laughing as I scooped up some more snow to fight back.

"Use your nose to find your enemy and then sneak up behind them and hit them with a ball. Even if you’re not strong enough to throw far, there are other ways to beat them." She nodded and smiled. "I am ready!" "Cheryl, I am counting on you too," I said with a wink. "Let’s go." We threw snowballs for almost ten minutes until I smelled Storm come into the garden. Fuck he smelled nice. I whispered to Bella to hand me a snow ball and I hid behind a tree and hit Storm against his chest. "I can see you, krullebol." Storm said. "Join us. We’re having a snowball fight." I replied, throwing another snowball near his feet.

he said truthfully and I raised my brow at the women we passed. "They've heard rumors and wished to explore their truth," he added and I rolled my eyes at his narcissism. Faris kept kicking the snow in amazement and I bent over, grabbed a handful. I made a snowball and threw it at him. He giggled happily and made himself a ball and threw the snow at his father. It hit Vlad in the back of his head and I snorted in laughter. Silvar, Everett and the others had started an all out snowball battle and I grabbed Emily and Faris and told Vlad to hurry into the palace. I ran into the stunning golden foyer and the kids said wow together.

"Esper, that's cheating. Not everyone has an ice affinity!" "All is fair in a snowball war," Esper shouted back and began laughing maniacally as she launched her squadron of snowballs at everyone visible. "Well, if that's the case," Remy yelled, his maroon hair flying as he ran to a massive snow pile. "Then take this." The snow started forming into a small army of snowmen, flinging snowballs in every direction. Their snowball fight lasted for hours, Remy and his army of snowmen claiming victory by a landslide.

I hold up my hands from joy, ''Oh my god it is snowing. Everyone around me seems just as excited. Nolan his voice echoes over the grounds, ''ALRIGHT EVERYONE LET’S USE THE SNOW FOR A SPECIAL PRACTICE TODAY. WE WILL HAVE A LITTLE SNOWBALL COMPETITION TO TEST YOUR AGILITY. WHEN YOU GET HIT BY A SNOWBALL YOU LOSE. THE LAST PERSON STANDING WINS AND CAN CLAIM A REQUEST.''

A group of kids—maybe five to eight years old—stared at her in sheer terror, still holding half-made snowballs. Nova pressed a hand to her mouth to hide her laugh. "Elle—" Elle grinned. Dangerously. "Oh," she said sweetly. "You're all dead." Squeals erupted. Children scattered everywhere as Elle lunged into the snow, scooping up a handful and launching an attack like a seasoned general leading a siege. Nova laughed, warmth rising in her chest.