Snow Fight!

[misterbrief]

Who: EVERYONE.
What: Snowball free-for-all.
When: February 25th, during the Harvest Moon Valentine's Event!
Where: The road and the area between Houses 16, 19, and 27
Summary: Who knows how it started, but there's a war being waged in the street- and you've just been tagged a few times by a snowball. Join in on the fun, seek revenge, or just try to get out of the fray! Maybe make a new friend or two, you never know what will happen with those Heart Meters!
Rating: S for snow.



It was a calm day until someone decided to be a little mischievous. But accidents do happen, and one snowball lead to another until a full out war started in the middle of the village. Everyone for themselves, pelting each other, dragging the poor passerby into the chaos with either a well aimed or not-so-well aimed snowball.

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[misterbrief]

[He feels someone tag him right in his shoulder, spinning around and looking for the culprit. He bares his teeth, reaching down and getting his own snowball ready. They're just lucky he doesn't blast them-!]

[enchantressofore]

[OH NEHRA SHE HIT--

Wait, he's making snowballs as well? Adela's momentary panic is just that, quickly shifting into an adrenaline-laced smirk as she throws another to try and knock his snowball right out of his hand. It probably won't be that accurate, but it's worth a shot!]

I will not relent just because you happen to be a prince!

[misterbrief]

[He spins around at the voice. It was her!]

I wasn't expecting anyone to go easy on me! Just remember who you're dealing with!

[The snowball that's flying at him is dodged, and he counters with his own!]

[enchantressofore]

[That one gets her in the face! She's laughing though, wiping it off and shaking it out of her hair before preparing the next barrage. It's strange to play with the prince like this, but honestly she doesn't mind. It seems like he's not going to give her any trouble for it.]

[misterbrief]

[Nope, for the first time in a long time, he's actually having a little bit of fun being the little shit that he is. He's got to scoop up and roll his own snowballs now, not going very fast though- he doesn't feel he has to put a whole lot of effort into it knowing he's just dealing with a human like Adela.

Smirking, he starts to make three or four. Let's see how she handles them all flying at her seemingly at once...]

[enchantressofore]

[Dodging three out of four isn't bad, right? However, one does get into that gap between her neck and her coat, once again prompting a squeal from her. Why did that keep happening to her!?

Naturally, this results in ridiculous squirming in the attempt to remove the snow, leaving her wide open for yet another onslaught.]

Too cold too cold too cold--

[misterbrief]

[She can probably hear him laughing, finding that quite amusing.]

What, can't handle it?

[And he is totally taking the opportunity to throw more at her.]

[enchantressofore]

[She's practically covered in snow when she manages to get it out of her neck, bristling with her indignation before she starts making more to throw at him. This means war!]

[misterbrief]

[Now he's just laughing, laughing at her, loudly. She's so angry. He's never seen her so angry before, it's hilarious.]

[enchantressofore]

[Good, keep on laughing Vegeta.

It gives her time to pelt him with snowballs while he's doing that. Or at least, trying to pelt him, it depends on how much attention he's actually paying her by then.]

HAHA SHE LOOKS SO SERIOUS IN THAT ICON

[misterbrief]

[He's laughing and laughing and-

Bap. Bap bap bap.

The snowballs smack him right in the head, chest, and other areas. He stops and looks back at her with a shocked expression. Oh, it's on now.]

SNOWBALL FIGHTS R SRS BZNS

[enchantressofore]

[...

And she grins for a second before ducking for cover. Because he deserved that but she isn't sticking around to see how he'll react, at least as far as she can.]

[misterbrief]

[He's taking advantage of her ducking for cover, quickly getting some of his own ammunition while he floats up above, high enough in the air to see over her little wall she's built next to the tree.

He sees youuuuuuu]

[enchantressofore]

[What is that shadow? She frowns, glancing up to see if there's a bird there now. Like she wants to have some bird--

What.

The snowballs she was making drop out of her hands, her jaw dropping just a bit.]

You can fly too?!

[misterbrief]

[He doesn't say anything but grin wickedly back, until he OPENS FIREEEEEEEEE

and laughs evilly while he does it. It might not be killing people but it sure does feel good to be a jerk sometimes.]

[enchantressofore]

[That's about when she gets buried, her fort collapsing on top of her in the face of the onslaught. And, of course, it earns a yelp before she's practically buried, absently shaking her head to get snow out of her face once it slows to a stop.]

...

[Well that felt unfair.]

[misterbrief]

Oh my, you let your guard down! A-hahahaha!

[Whoops, did he do that?]

[enchantressofore]

[That earns him a huff, but there really isn't anything she can do about it... Well, except jerk around and try to get herself out of the snow.

Which doesn't seem to be going well.

Yes, Vegeta, you did that.]

[misterbrief]

[He floats down, right in front of the pile of snow she's buried under, arms folded.]

You seem to be having some problems. I can fix that if you want.

[YOU DON'T WANT HIM TO FIX THAT]

[enchantressofore]

I need no help.

[She needs help. She's stuck in the snow and can't get out. That won't stop her from trying, but it's kind of obvious that she won't be getting out any time soon if left alone.]

[misterbrief]

Is that a fact? Well, alright then, if you don't need any help, I'll just be on my way.

[Yes he is turning around and starting to LEAVE her, right there, in the snow, because he is a JERK]

[enchantressofore]

Gggh... Fine! I am stuck!

[Don't leave her there it's cold.]

[misterbrief]

[He turns to look behind him, laughing quietly.]

Oh ho, you are, are you? [He walks back, arms akimbo and leaning over her now.]

[enchantressofore]

Yes I am. [She's huffing then, clearly flushed and defeated - though she really doesn't want to... Well, say it. Not that she feels she has to, considering...]

[misterbrief]

[He reaches into the snow, grabbing her by the back of her jacket, and easily lifts her out of her snow prison.]

No you're not. I don't know what you're talking about. Heheheheheh.