Previously

"Am I making you flustered?" He whispers softly into my ear.

"Y-Yes..." I whisper back, turning my head as much as I can behind me.

A small, quiet chuckle escapes his lips as I feel his gentle breath on my skin.

I turn my head back and make the mistake to huddle closer to him. I haven't been this close to him ever. I can almost hear him smiling.

I close my eyes and let myself drift off into sleep. The last thing I hear is him whispering in my ear.

"Sweet dreams, Angel Eyes."

Now

My eyelids flutter open after waking up from a dreamless sleep. At least it's better than the nightmares.

I attempt to get up from my position, but a pair of arms are wrapped around my waist. PJ.

I try and wiggle out of his grip.

"Don't go...not yet..." He mutters, probably just sleep talking, and pulls me closer to his body.

'Looks like I'm gonna be stuck here for the next hour or so.'

I reach towards my phone, which is just outside the blanket fort we set up, and check the time.

'Gosh, I woke up late. It's already 11.'

I spend the next hour playing games until I hear PJ groan behind me.

"G' morning, Angel," he yawns tiredly, "How'd you sleep last night?"

"I was fine, you?"

"Heh, good to hear. And I slept better with you there~"

My face starts heating up, but I ignore it the best I can, "Well, you're being awfully sweet."

"Yeah yeah, so what if I'm all lovey-dovey in the morning? I can't help it if I wake up to someone so gorgeous~"

That did it.

Just as I try to squirm out of his grip, he traps me in his arms.

"Awww, come on. Five more minutes? You're so soft and warm..." he buries his face in my shoulder and hair.

"Come on, PJ. It's almost 12 and aren't you hungry? I'll make breakfast if you let me go and wake everyone up," I negotiate a small deal.

"Alright, fine. But only for you~," he releases his grip and gets up with me.

I finally get up and am about to walk to the bathroom before I stop to admire the winter wonderland through the window. Sidewalks and roads are covered in a thick blanket of snow as small flurries are still floating down.

'Maybe, we can have a snowball fight later!'

I go to the bathroom upstairs and first look at myself in the mirror. My face is a cherry red color and my hair looks like a disheveled mess.

I run my fingers through my hair and get a brush to even it out more. Then, I brush my teeth and wash my face, which makes me not look so dead inside.

I come out of the bathroom looking presentable. I make my way downstairs to see the blanket fort still up but everyone outside it. They're all dozing off.

"Guys, wake up."

No one responds.

I stride up to PJ, who is sitting on the small armchair, head resting on his hand, and gently shake him by the shoulder, "PJ, help me out here."

"Nghh..." he groans.

I'm not the type to use bribery to get what I want, but I guess it would be funny to mess with him a little.

"If you don't help me wake everyone else up, you're not getting any kisses from m-"

"Okay okay, I'm up!"

"I thought so," I snicker and kiss him on the cheek.

While PJ shakes everyone else awake, I take down the fort and stack up the pillows, blankets, and books near the wall. I take the two chairs with me and bring them into the kitchen, setting them down by the table.

'Finally, I can make breakfast.'

But, before I could, I see a note on the table.

"Went out to get groceries. Will be back soon," I read the letter quietly to myself.

'Okay then.'

I look through the cupboards and find the pancake mix I need. I grab a large bowl and start mixing the ingredients together. I pour some batter into a hot pan and start cooking.

While I wait to flip the pancake, I grab a glass of water and take my medication. I think I have an appointment with Dr. Denmark at 2:30 tomorrow.

After a while of cooking all the pancakes and making some hot chocolate for everyone, we split up. Some chose to eat at the table and others chose to leave and eat on the couch.

I decide to stay and eat at the dining table while everyone else talks in the living room.

Just as I sit down and am about to take a bite, someone decides to join me.

"Thanks for making breakfast, Angel Eyes," he smiles and sits down next to me.

"Heheheh, you're welcome, PJ."

He takes a seat next to me and happily digs in.

"Do you think the others would join me in the snow later?"

"You mean, like a snowball fight?"

"Yeah! And maybe a snowman too!" I giggle.

"Why not?"

* * * * * *

I put on a white shirt under my beige turtleneck sweater and some black leggings lined with faux fur on the inside. I wear a thick maroon puffer jacket with fluff lining the hood and gray socks. For extra warmth, I slide a pair of black mittens with a snowflake design over my hands and a black scarf to block out any wind.

I get downstairs to see Skate, Cil, and PJ by the door with thick jackets and snow boots on, and Undyne and BP putting on their jackets.

I put on my brown snow boots with tufts of fur sticking out and we head outside to the porch. Thankfully, the porch had an overhead structure, so there was a bit of space where it wasn't snowed in.

I shiver from the cold air as I pull up my hood and hide my face in my scarf.

"Damn, it's cold..."

'Well, duh, (Y/N). What were you expecting? A heatwave?'

Not a minute later, BP and Undyne come out from the house and meet us on the porch. We walk onto the snow-covered front yard, creating footprints with each step.

I grab a handful of snow and form a little snowball, the size of a baseball.

I smile evilly as I chuck it towards PJ. It hits his arm and immediately crumbles, falling back to the ground.

"Oh, you're on!" He grabs another chunk of snow and throws it at me. It hits my stomach and falls to the ground, leaving a bit of snow on my jacket.

BP decides to join and throw a snowball at me too, this one hitting my shoulder. Soon, the two start bombarding me with snowballs.

"Undyne! Help!" I screech while laughing, shielding myself to the best of my ability.

"NGAHH!" She throws snowballs at the attacking team, which hit them both on the face.

Skate laughs from behind us but is stopped when she gets smacked in the face with Cil's snowball.

"Oh, no, you didn't!" She makes a snowball and chucks it at Cil, hitting his chest.

"Punks! Listen up!" Undyne calls to Skate and me. She lowers her voice to a murmur, "Build a fort and stack up on snowballs while I fight them off."

We both nod with our expressions filled with determination. But mine was cut short when a snowball hit me on the back of the head. And judging from the shouts of triumph from behind me, I can only assume it was BP.

I rub the snow off my hood and get to work with Skate while the opposing team gives us looks of confusion before shrugging it off and hurling more snowballs at us.

I grab a few handfuls of snow and form them into a brick shape, setting it down as the first block. Right after me, Skate forms a similar-looking block and plops it next to the first one.

We split up and gather snow from different places to avoid bumping into each other. But, as a snowball comes speeding towards Skate, I shout, "Heads up!"

She quickly ducks from a snowball aimed towards her head and throws one towards the other team, with it hitting PJ on the shoulder. He is about to throw another one at her before a snowball comes flying towards him, hitting him on his cheek and causing him to drop his.

We get back to work while Undyne is doing a one v three against the guys. And so far, she's doing relatively well! BP and Cil have tired out and are sitting in the snow while PJ is panting heavily, creating that white breath smoke every time he breathes.

At this time, Skate and I have successfully created a three-walled fort, big enough to fit all three of us if we wanted to. We've created a large pile of snowballs for ammo and have one in each hand, readying to aim and fire.

While the others are taking their break, Undyne enters the fort and crouches down to join us. She whispers, "You punks ready to end this?"

"Hell yeah!" Skate yells a little too loudly, which causes the rest of us to lightly chuckle.

"Let's do this!" I stand up and chuck a snowball at Cil, who tries to shield himself from the incoming attack.

The other two emerge from their positions and start ambushing the rivaling group with snowballs. PJ tries to fight back, but he is no match for the three of us against him, considering Cil and BP are too out of it already.

"Say mercy!" I yell, continuing to throw snowballs in his direction, a few of them missing and accidentally hitting the two exhausted figures laying on the ground.

"Never!" He laughs, shielding his face with his arms and turning away.

After a solid five minutes of snowball throwing and no return of fire, PJ gets on his knees and puts up his hands, surrendering.

"MERCY! MERCY!!" he cries.

I run out of the fort and tackle him into a hug, causing him to fall backward and let out an "oof" from my sudden weight on his body. I laugh and get off but still sit beside him.

Another idea pops in my head.

"Hey."

"Hm?"

"Do you wanna build a snowman~?" I sing and chuckle softly at my terrible reference.

"Heheh, sure, we can," he chortles, getting up and extending an arm for me to take. I grab ahold of his hand and he pulls me up with no problem.

PJ goes over to his teammates to help them up while I bounce back to my team and suggest on the snowman idea. It was a unanimous agreement.

We all group back in the middle and make a small plan. PJ and Cil are going to make the base, BP and Undyne the body, and Skate and I the head.

We start at the three-walled fort, where we carefully take apart the bricks and form them into a spherical ball. Not long after, the head was finished at about a foot in diameter.

We set aside the head and go around, searching for rocks or sticks for our snowman. Even after we find all other resources, PJ and Cil are still not done with their base snowball.

We take turns in rolling the snowball around while our partner grabs snow from the side and manually puts it on there.

Right now, Skate and I are rolling the snowball, which is close to about thirty inches in diameter. She tries to bring up small talk.

"I still can't believe you're actually an angel! What kind of magic do you have?"

"Well, I have healing and flight, but I also have better endurance, strength, and speed than a quote on quote 'mortal'. My usual attack is shooting these gold light beam laser things out of my hands and my usual defense is a barrier shield kind of thing."

"Would it be rude to ask to see your abilities?"

"Not at all!" I come to a stop, "And I think this snowball is finally ready!" I exclaim happily.

We step away take a step forwards towards the largest snowball and I roll it into place by myself. Thanks to strength, it's definitely not as heavy as it should be. I take the body of the snowman and easily prop it right on top of the base. Skate presses it down a bit to make sure it stays on. Last, I lift the smallest snowball to the top of the pile and set it down.

"Awww, no fair. I thought we were building the snowman together," PJ playfully complains as he drapes his arms over my shoulders. I dust the snow off my jacket.

I look up to face him, "You wanted to heave an almost fifteen-pound snowball on top of another one? Be my guest."

"She has a point," BP snickers and walks past us to observe the unfinished snowman.

Cil, Skate, BP, and Undyne are over at the snowman, adding a face and arms to it with the sticks and stones we've collected.

A lightbulb in my head goes off as I get a funny idea. I chuckle to myself and in one swift motion, I escape PJ's grip, snatch the maroon beanie off his head, and place it on the snowman's head.

"(Y/N), what are yo-"

I place the beanie atop the snowman and grin. I whip around to look at PJ, who's close to bursting with laughter.

"I'm sorry! I couldn't resist!!" I chortle, my voice going an octave higher.

"Nah, don't worry about it."

I chuckle and then take off my own scarf, wrapping it around its neck.

"And done!" I step back and admire the finished product.

"What's his name?" Cil asks, giving a warm side hug to the frosty snowman.

I stroke my chin with my gloved hand, brainstorming a few ideas.

"Mr. Icicles!" I blurt out and laugh at the silly idea.

"Mr. Icicles, it is!" Cil agrees, jumping up and down cheerfully.

"We should head back inside now. It's getting colder..." BP suggests, rubbing his hands together to create warmth.

We make our way back to the house, first getting the snow off our boots on the porch.

We watch a small comedy together, me and PJ sharing a warm blanket as the sound of laughter fills the air.

Soon after the movie ends, Mr. Ink and Mr. Error return from their errands. They agree to take the others home. Everyone says their final goodbyes before the door closes.

~A/N~

Writer's block hit me at the ending ;-;
And just you wait for the next few chapters~
I won't give any more than that ;D
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