let it snow, here we go! [age event: begin]

[dustless]

//Everyone seemed down for it! Any thoughts or questions can go here~

The air sharpens and chills, frost crawling from the top of the tallest towers and branches to creep along the castle grounds. The trees with leaves quickly fall bare; the sky bubbles with clouds not long before they start sprinkling snowflakes over it all. Winter has finally settled in.

It's not all iciness and faded colors--in fact, it's quite the opposite. While outside is snowy, sparkling winter, inside changed to match. Most of the rooms alone can't keep out the cold, but fireplace after fireplace spring up to crackle merrily and invitingly. Someone (or something) set a mood for celebration, decking the halls with evergreen branches and baubles, glimmering ribbons and candles, color and cheer! And the kitchens have feasts to match, any sort of roast and pie one could hope for, paired with mashed potatoes and puddings and cookies and drinks.

Even the halls ring with celebration. In the distance, voices are caroling their hearts out. It's a pity they always seem to be moving too far away to meet.

All this will greet the castle denizens when they wake up in the morning...as well as changes to themselves.

Not that they'll always know. The child who will one day be Frisk certainly doesn't.

All they know is that it's cold, and Mama--who just cut their hair for reasons they don't understand--is nowhere to be seen.



...There's doorways inside, but they make themselves heard long before they get all the way to the big walls. They've got a toy firetruck in their hands with tons of buttons, and they slam their fingers on them to make the siren go off.

WEE-OO WEE-OO WEEE-OOO! Mama's gonna hear that no matter where she is, and they don't even need to open their mouth.
 

Comments

[oldmantiger]

Well, this escalated...a little quickly. Kotetsu has just enough time to take in the fact that he's looking at a little kid, and then that little kid is crying and glaring at him and this older boy looks panicked because oh god what did he do.

"I-I'm sorry!" he stammers, looking down at his feet, shifting from foot to foot a bit in case he accidentally stepped on something like another of their toys. Seeing nothing, not even after he's checked the bottoms of his shoes, he risks looking up at them again. "Um...I didn't mean to scare you." It's a wild stab in the dark at what might have upset them, but it seems the safest bet at the moment.

[dustless]

Their lips pull down harder. He'd better be sorry, having the gall to not be who they want!

But he's not scary. Sometimes big strangers can be when they're extra lost, kids are usually okay, just loud. Frisk's the loud kid right now, and maybe they're scary, and they're perfectly fine with that!

They fold their arms around their truck (which takes some effort and looks incredibly silly) and turn away. Hmph, they say. Scary kid is busy.

[oldmantiger]

At least they don't seem to be scared! That's something. But they're still upset at him. Probably because they can tell he's a NEXT. So Kotetsu almost slinks off then and there, but...he remembers where they are and what he's been trying to do. Instead, he takes a deep breath, nods to himself, and inches a few steps closer to Frisk.

"Um...sorry, but, do you know where we are? Were you..." He looks left, then right, checking for Eavesdroppers and Criminals, before leaning closer to whisper to Frisk: "Were you kidnapped to? Because if, if you were, I'm gonna get us all out of here! So you don't have to cry about that."

[dustless]

Kidnapped, he says, ruining their attempt to ignore him completely.

Their eyes pop wide open, and their anger's already gone when they look back around (though the tears aren't). Kidnapped. That's when bad grownups take little kids to hurt for fun, right? But no grownup's got them--they haven't even seen one here.

Silent except for a quick sniff, Frisk shakes their head. They must be just lost...