Stealing Mrs. Claus by Pru Schuyler

Author:Pru Schuyler [Schuyler, Pru]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance
Publisher: Pru Schuyler
Published: 2022-11-17T00:00:00+00:00

“All right, let’s get this started!” Ben announces as he stands up from the sofa in the living room. “Your partner for this contest will be your significant other. We will all have exactly ten minutes to create our snowman. Once finished, Oliver and Emma will judge, unbiasedly choosing the winner. They will be inside while we build. Any questions?”

Today’s activity is a snowman contest. The winner gets nothing more than bragging rights, but that sounds pretty good to me.

Everyone nods their heads and rises from their seats.

Shouts of cheer and friendly competitive threats blend together as we slip into our coats, mittens, and hats.

Oliver steps in front of the door, grabbing the handle with his phone in hand. “Your ten minutes starrrts now!”

He throws the door open, and we all rush out. I follow Noelle as she finds a spot on the lawn she is happy with.

Hastily, she makes a snowball and I feel helpless, just watching.

“Do we have a plan? What can I do?”

She smiles at me as she says, “Form a ball and start rolling!”

I follow the steps she took. Once I get it to be about the size of a cantaloupe, I gently place it on the snow on the ground and roll it. The snow is wet and sticks to the ball perfectly.

I roll it and roll it until it grows to the size of a beach ball. Looking up, I find Noelle struggling to push around the ball she has formed, nearly as tall as her mid-thigh.

How the hell did she do that so fast?

“A bit bigger, Kat. I’ll work on the head,” she announces to me as she begins to form another small ball.

“How should we decorate our snowman?” I ask her as I roll my ball into the perfect size.

She scoffs, “Who said we are making a snowman? I feel it would be only fitting that our snowman be a woman.”

“Fair enough. I can totally give her boobs!” I tell her as she approaches with the head in hand.

“Okay!” She smiles and gestures to the ball I made.

Bending down, I help her lift the midsection onto the bottom of the snowwoman. We plop the head on top of that, and all we have left is to give her some character, some pizzazz.

Noelle drops onto her knees in the snow, and I follow suit, not worrying for a second about the wetness that immediately begins soaking through my pants. She lifts mittens full of snow to the chest of our snowwoman and begins to mold a mound on the left side.

Ben shouts, “Three minutes left!”

Panic sets in. Hastily, I grab snow and begin to form the right boob on our snowwoman. Noelle finishes hers and takes off, rushing to find something.

A few moments later, I’ve created an almost-matching breast to the one Noelle made. Boobs are not symmetrical, so our creation shouldn’t be either.

“She needs a name,” I tell Noelle as she approaches with two sticks and two dark-colored rocks.

“You pick one out! Here.

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