This is an old story I wrote about how our very own @Tirin saved Christmas for the forum community. Figure'd I'd repost it, given the holidays.
Teal Christmas Chapter 1
"Really? So that's why they call it gingerbread?"
"Yup. Pretty weird huh?"
"Yeah. All this time I thought it was because they put ginger in it."
"Ha," Farful laughed. "No, that'd be gross."
@Milamber was going to walk inside, but he didn't want to stop talking to his friend so suddenly and so continued the conversation. Two spies gazed down at them from the flat marble roof of Town Hall.
"Oh @Scarvexx, this is gonna be great," said Kratour. He passed his comrade the binoculars and reviewed their arsenal. "It's about eight snowballs each. You think you can throw 'em fast enough?"
"Hold on, hold on," said Scarvexx. He motioned towards their targets. "Tirin's coming up fast. I don't wanna risk hitting him."
"Nah, he'll be fine. Just aim carefully and wait for my signal." Kratour paused. "Wait, is he just wearing a t-shirt?"
"I think so."
"Huh."
"Hey Tirin!" Farful greeted. "Lovely day we're having."
"Bah," Tirin put his hands in his pockets. "Sucky day if you ask me. My house is getting renovated so I have to crash at Req's for the night."
"Nice," said Milamber. "I bet it'll look really good when it's done."
"I guess. I didn't want to do it anyways, but Wolfy kept bitching about it."
"Wait, Tirin," said Farful. "Are you seriously wearing just a t-shirt out here? I mean, it's a beautiful day and all, but it's freezing man."
Tirin shrugged.
Milamber started to comment on the strange weather but he caught a dense snowball in his temple. He winced from the pain as several more landed all around him and Farful. Tirin backed up and followed the sounds of laughter. Kratour and Scarvexx were bombarding the pair with snowballs. Tirin chuckled until an off-target projectile sailed directly to him. He raised his hand and stopped the kiddish weapon using his time powers. The lump of ice fell to the ground and the attack stopped.
"Sorry Tirin!" shouted Kratour. "Wasn't aiming for you!"
Tirin would have thrown a snowball the size of a house at them, but before he could retaliate @13thforsworn had emerged from his nearby igloo (A Ukrainian flag was planted at the top of its dome). He began scolding Kratour and Scarvexx for unlawfully playing on the slippery Town Hall roof, and reminded them of Balth's accident the previous week.
By the time Farful and Milamber reoriented themselves and shook the loose snow from their coats, Tirin had gone.
Teal Christmas Chapter 1
"Really? So that's why they call it gingerbread?"
"Yup. Pretty weird huh?"
"Yeah. All this time I thought it was because they put ginger in it."
"Ha," Farful laughed. "No, that'd be gross."
@Milamber was going to walk inside, but he didn't want to stop talking to his friend so suddenly and so continued the conversation. Two spies gazed down at them from the flat marble roof of Town Hall.
"Oh @Scarvexx, this is gonna be great," said Kratour. He passed his comrade the binoculars and reviewed their arsenal. "It's about eight snowballs each. You think you can throw 'em fast enough?"
"Hold on, hold on," said Scarvexx. He motioned towards their targets. "Tirin's coming up fast. I don't wanna risk hitting him."
"Nah, he'll be fine. Just aim carefully and wait for my signal." Kratour paused. "Wait, is he just wearing a t-shirt?"
"I think so."
"Huh."
"Hey Tirin!" Farful greeted. "Lovely day we're having."
"Bah," Tirin put his hands in his pockets. "Sucky day if you ask me. My house is getting renovated so I have to crash at Req's for the night."
"Nice," said Milamber. "I bet it'll look really good when it's done."
"I guess. I didn't want to do it anyways, but Wolfy kept bitching about it."
"Wait, Tirin," said Farful. "Are you seriously wearing just a t-shirt out here? I mean, it's a beautiful day and all, but it's freezing man."
Tirin shrugged.
Milamber started to comment on the strange weather but he caught a dense snowball in his temple. He winced from the pain as several more landed all around him and Farful. Tirin backed up and followed the sounds of laughter. Kratour and Scarvexx were bombarding the pair with snowballs. Tirin chuckled until an off-target projectile sailed directly to him. He raised his hand and stopped the kiddish weapon using his time powers. The lump of ice fell to the ground and the attack stopped.
"Sorry Tirin!" shouted Kratour. "Wasn't aiming for you!"
Tirin would have thrown a snowball the size of a house at them, but before he could retaliate @13thforsworn had emerged from his nearby igloo (A Ukrainian flag was planted at the top of its dome). He began scolding Kratour and Scarvexx for unlawfully playing on the slippery Town Hall roof, and reminded them of Balth's accident the previous week.
By the time Farful and Milamber reoriented themselves and shook the loose snow from their coats, Tirin had gone.