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ICE CREAM!!!!

"Pikaaaaaa..."

Look it is a cute yellow thing! With eyes of shininess! Maybe someone in the vicinity would be interested in this, particularly vis a vis the sharing of frozen treats!

Y'know

Just in case there were treats that anyone felt like sharing. At all.

...ooh.

Cute!

Snow grins, grabs a bowl (she's sitting on the counter, so it's within easy reach), scoops Pikachu some ice cream, and hands over the result.

:D?

!!!!!!!

:DDDD

"PIKAPI!" There is gleedance. But not much of it, since otherwise the ice cream will MELT and that would be A TRAGEDY.

So there is fairly sloppy omnomnommage.

"Pi pi pi, pikachu?" it asks, licking its face.

Snow shrugs helplessly, tapping her lips. No talky!

But Pikachu can have headpets, if it wants, and/or is within reach. There may be leaning.

:O But-

HOW DOES THAT WORK?! IT MAKES NO SEN-ooh, pets! Its head is sticky but pets are totally appreciated!

(Also there might be some stray bits of ice cream on her hands. There is licking to test for this.)

Snow doesn't mind sticky! AWWWW PIKACHU IS CUTE.

And she doesn't mind the hand-licking, either.

In fact, will Pikachu object if she quits leaning ridiculously and hops off the counter to sit cross-legged on the floor? PETTING IS EASIER THAT WAY. ♥

!

It hops back, but, y'know, is not TOO afraid of anyone who will give ICE CREAM to deserving yellow things.

So it clambers onto her knee once she's settled in.

"Pikachu," it announces.

*GRIN*, she announces back.

Petpetpetpetpet!

Cuddlecuddlepet!

Her hands are a bit cold, but hey, that's okay right?

Well, it's WEIRD, but, y'know, it knows who to go to on hot days now!

:D

Okay, Pikachu is TOO FREAKIN' ADORABLE. She just has to ice-bless it now.

Which means leaning down and kissing the top of its head gently, leaving behind a blue lip-print that sparkles with the colours of frost.

OMGOMG THAT WAS REALLY WEIRD

It catches its reflection off of, um, the nearest reflective surface.

OMG IT LOOKS PRETTY!

"Pikapiiii!" it exclaims, and struts around a bit for good measure. Yep, it is a stylin' yellow thing.

...OH TOO ADORABLE CAN SHE KEEP IT?

Translation: petpetcuddlepet!

Y helo thar, hair!

Perhaps it can return the favor of cool makeover by administering a new and interesting haircut!

(Or, really, just chew on her hair.)

Snow grins.

There is only one way to respond to hair-chewing, and that is scooping-into-lap-and-hugging-gently.

:D?

:D!

OK, here's another addition to "best human ever" category.

(She looks human, which is close enough.)

Snow is delighted to belong to this category!

Or would be, if she knew it existed.

♥

Hana is crying. Loudly, and hoarsely.

Somewhere, Loo is crying too, but Mom and Uncle decided it was best to split them up, while Hana's so visibly upset, and apparently getting sick.

And when firebenders get sick, they don't mess around.

So, young woman with multicoloured hair, and screaming bundle of temperature coming into the kitchen in a flurry of maternal worry. Mel's too busy making worried-but-reassuring noises to notice anyone else right now, but she's heading to the fridge.

Snow is sitting on the counter directly beside the fridge.

When she sees Mel and Hana, she frowns with concern and headtilts, putting her ice cream down beside her.

"Sssh, Tiny, hey baby sssh."

OK, there's a lot more panic in her voice than reassurance. But Mel's fishing in the fridge and comes out with a plastic bottle. She doesn't care what's in it, as long as it's cold and she can hold it against screaming baby.

Until the plastic starts to soften, and she drops it from the heat. She's close enough to dropping Hana.

Then, she shoots a distressed, apologetic glance at the person she doesn't recognise.

"Sorry about this."

...oh, hey. Heat! Heat is a problem? Snow can help with that!

She shrugs an absent it's-okay shrug and reaches a hand out towards Mel.

A really cold hand, with frost forming on the fingernails.

It's an offer.

Oh. OH.

OK.

It's possible there are tears in Mel's eyes as she offers the entire baby to her. With an attempt at a smile.

"Apparently fevers are really really common. She's not very sick, it's just..."

She feels sick, because she can't keep her temperature down. Burning babies=fretful Moms!

:O BABY?

Snow has very little experience with babies! But she did offer, and she can give it cuddles. Freezing cold cuddles. Veryvery gentle ones.

There's a shy and tentative sort of smile to Mel-- is she doing this right? Is she?

She's doing it right!!

Uh, no, actually, she's doing it a little wrong. She's not holding her right, Hana's not going to be...

Actually, Hana's not happy anywhere, but with the cold, her screams turn down an audible notch and she looks at Mom for approval.

"Hey, little girl," Mel says to Hana. "Is that better, nice cold lady cuddles? - thank you," to the woman. But Mel's not letting go of baby hands.

Snow nods, and smiles, and tries to express you're-welcome in the best way an ice spirit can when her arms are full of warm screaming baby.

It's debatable whether it comes through, but hey. Hana's getting quieter (+not setting anything on fire), and that's the important thing here, right?

That is the most important thing in the entire rutting world. Screw the farm, screw possible demons in people's bodies. Screw everything.

Hana's quietening down. Steadily and carefully, she's going from hoarse screaming to quiet sobbing and then Mel's reaching to pull her back before she gets too cold.

"You're OK, Tiny, you're OK....

"Hi!" she can totally have adult conversations too! Even if she sounds a little manic. "I'm Mel."

Snow turns down the cold obediently, and gives Mel a small wave.

By way of introduction... hmm... she produces an oversized, almost cartoonish snowflake, holds it in her palm (which it nearly fills), and points to it. Then herself. Then it again.

Then she shrugs and pops it in the freezer.

Does Mel get it?

"Ice witch?" Mel guesses. "Nice. Might be useful to have you around when they start really setting things on fire."

Ice spirit, but really, close enough.

Shrug. Smile. Nod.

"Well, thanks," Mel says, rocking a fretful baby softly.

"This is Hana, by the way. She's usually a little more sociable, but she's sick right now."

Snow nods again, and gives a small wave to Hana.

Hana gives Snow a look, and Mel takes her hand to wave it for her.

"You living here now?"

Half-shrug. Point to ice cream. Point to freezer. Other half of shrug.

She comes, she brings gifts, she goes. She comes back later.

:D?

"Then thanks," Mel says. "We need more of you."

BEAM.

Nod.