Novel & Cerita Undertale Snowball Game

Inevitable as snow. ~~~

She looks at me with those big blue eyes and I sigh. "It's oka-" A ball of snow against my cheek sends me flying back down. "Hey! No fair!" Delian stands, reaching down to make a snowball and throwing it back at the giggling pups. It takes down one of them and their giggling turns to gasps. "Luna! Luna! Help me defend the castle!" Delian gestures towards the pack house, already reaching down to form another snowball in her small hands. I sit back up, the cold seeping into my still sore ass. "Quick!" She yells as more snowballs are thrown our way.

I wasn’t usually one for games, but with Aria beside me, I couldn’t deny that I was actually looking forward to it. “Alright, everyone, it’s time for Snowflake Shuffle!” the emcee announced, causing the audience to cheer. “You’ll need to stay on the paper snowflakes while the music plays. As the game progresses, the snowflakes will get smaller and smaller. Last pair standing wins!”

"He made those clay dolls for me—one for him and one for me. We'd never be apart." She slowly closed her eyes, and blood stained my shirt collar. "Nathalie... if only I weren't such a fool." Her eyes shut, and her hands slipped from my neck. Then, there was only silence. All that was left in the howling snowstorm was the sound of my crying. … After the snowstorm passed, I made my way down the mountain alone, rushing straight to Riverton City. I got there just as Chester's engagement party was starting. Right when Chester was about to slip the ring on Rose's finger, I burst into the room. "Chester, Janet has passed away, and she sent me to give you a wedding present!"

Then, catching Paul's presence out of the corner of his eye, he jumped in shock. "Whoa! Why are you standing there so quietly? Are you trying to give me a heart attack?" Paul cleared his throat in a deliberate, tactical cough. "What's up?" Silas asked, removing his safety goggles and pausing his work. Paul hesitated for a second before asking, "Do you know how to roll a snowball?" "What?" Silas stared at him, baffled. Was this some new physics challenge? Spherical equations? Applications of sphere mechanics? Snowball dynamics…

I feel bad for the guy. As I sit there staring at his information, I began to hype myself up for this. " You got this Snow! You are a cold blooded killer! Heartless! Terrifying. Just pull the damn trigger!" I had been struggling to do that lately, but I seem to always find a way around it. I seem to make it better, as if I am trying to make up for something that I missed out on. I put my gloves on and talk myself through everything again. “ It’s the 12th one today, Marrieotti hasn’t caught on just yet. So I have time! Time to fully perfect this, 12 families…. 12 fucking families, that I have hidden away.”

LILY The snow hadn’t stopped falling since dusk. It came down in soft sheets, muting the world into something unreal — like the universe itself was holding its breath. Inside the chalet, the fire glowed low and golden, painting the walls in amber. The scent of cedar and smoke filled the air, and somewhere in the distance, a storm rumbled like it couldn’t quite reach us. Jake was by the window, a glass of whiskey in his hand. He wasn’t watching the storm — he was watching me.

He asked and Snow shook in rejection. "That?" He asked, and Snow still had the same reply "nope" finally after a few seconds of choosing. "You lose" Snow yelled, she won at the snake and ladder game for the third time, luckily she was good at the game. Ace seemed displeased at losing, but inwardly he was losing intentionally, wanting Snow to be happy and winning in a victorious manner. Her sassy dancing followed, her waist twirling both ways and poking her cheeks cutely, Ace chuckling at her dance and smiling.

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.''

My legs were twisted, crushed under the weight of the snow. Shawn collapsed as he finally saw my corpse. The tool clattered to the ground. He stared blankly at my corpse as he shook his head vehemently.