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What were so many kids looking for in that small, empty store? By the crowd of students waiting outside, you expected it to be a much larger store, at least as much as the two-storey grocery store near the orphanage. “Can you can see me? because I can’t see you.” A small creature jumped off the counter. He had a wrinkled face, only a few white hairs on his head, and he was wearing some tiny round glasses. A very small stone elf, smaller than other stone elves, looked at Miss Edwards angrily. Although she was only a child, she was almost twice as tall as that creature.

He whimpered but nodded. Elias grabbed any snacks he could find, running around yelling to all the other kids. It was like a flood as all the little wolves made their way downstairs with blankets and pillows. Grabbing the popcorn, pretzels, and fruit snacks Elias had dragged out. Max came in snagging the fruit drinks and blood packs for him and Theodore. Gerwulf was already in the front room trying to diffuse the argument of the children trying to decide which movie to watch. The older kids wanted Paranorman while the younger kids wanted Shrek.

The pullover is a perfect fit on chest and arm and only the Let It Snow logo looks in any way out of place. As he moves, James, Richard and Larry unfreeze, donning their joke-wear. All sit, refusing to meet each other's eyes. Finally, Richard says, "Well, at least we know the worst is over." Mitch's mouth twitches and she whips something from her pocket, aiming at him: a small control panel. She squeezes a button and Santa's nose starts flashing in time to the tune of Deck The Halls With Boughs Of Holly... Charlotte and Beth both crease up laughing. Mitch extends the controls again to James and his sweater bleeps out Rudolph The Red-Nosed Reindeer, then Michael's bursts into Frosty The Snowm

He raises his sword, pointing towards the window. A huge black liquid floats in, a creepy colorful mask was on it. It smiles showing all its huge sharp teeth before turning to the Elf. That's a Flungoues?!! Shi**!! The Flungoues dive towards the elf at that moment the church door opened and in came Stoic. He immediately starts shaking his bum furiously. The Flungoues was drawn towards it but was fighting back!! It was inches away from the elf! Its huge mouth opens wide about to swallow her whole!!

They appeared like a snow bandit that was ready for an onslaught. These elves were burly, with visible scars on their faces, and their bodies were covered in a thick fur cloak, holding different kinds of weapons. “Damn. They’re members of the Ayesiks rebels.” Frode raised his bow. “Well, well, well. Look what we have here, a lump of fresh meat!” said the plump elf standing in the middle, with a large, spiked bat. “Let us cross. We’ll share this meat,” Helga said. “Share?” The plump elf looked at his companions, and everyone laughed.

I explained. “I can picture that. Something tells me if Forrest wasn’t in a walking cast, you’d be doing that right now.” she laughed, and it’s music to my ears. I love her laugh. I love seeing her happy. We plan to keep her happy. “If you both weren’t, we’d have a four-way… snowball fight, that is.” Elijah winked, making our girl blush. “Elijah… there are children nearby.” she scolded softly.

I frisk into my shirt and pants, wasting no time to adjust my plenty hair as I run in to clobber my attacks. The wall crumbles to dust and I appear right in the face of my enemy. I throw my fist into his face, quickly following it with a knee jab. The Elf smashes through another wall and enters the large hall. The Grimoire detaches from him, skidding in the opposite direction. I sprint after it, diving to stop it when it suddenly dissolves into the floor.

I said it without thinking. Jace looked up at me and raised his eyebrow. "Okay. Well, I have to learn it like this to ace the test, so...." I looked at Jace, he was about thirteen; Bella was ten; and little Declan was six. They were working hard now, and when the thirty minutes were up, I told them to get their coats. "We’ll do boys against girls. The whole garden, and you’ll get ten minutes to get ready for the most epic snowball fight in the history of the Winter Bone Pack." I joked.

The celebration was reflected in his eyes, a radiant smile transforming his face when he met my gaze. Just then, the curious little elf from earlier, Elain, scampered toward us, his brown hair a tousled mess from play. His eyes, one a clear sky-blue, the other a vibrant leaf-green, sparkled with mischief. I’d never seen a combination so captivating; it was like he held two different seasons in his gaze.

"Oh you are going to get it now little girl. Here I thought you were hurt or mad." "Haha fooled you," she cries out joyfully at her deceit of luring him into her trap. He bends over and picks up a fresh handful of snow as she starts to back away while calling, "Time out . . . time out." "There is no time outs in a snowball fight, Jade. You know that." He fires his snowball at her and hits her on the back of the head as she turns away. She responds quickly, bending over and packing a fresh snowball of her own, and then launching it at him while he laughs.