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Summary: With thousands of teeth and several cities in desperate need of snow, can Jack and Tooth find time for themselves this holiday? Valentine's Day One-shot!
It had started as simple drops of freezing cold rain. Liquid poured from the sky, bone-chilling in temperature as it charged toward the ground; hitting cars, umbrellas, plants or whatever object dared to face their wrath. They pounded the ground heartily, their efforts coming to a furious end.
The attack went on for hours, never ceasing once- until the air temperature plummeted. Drops of liquid morphed into crystalline snowflakes, slowing their fall from a plummet to a gentle glide. In mere moments, rain turned to snow and flurries fell from the sky.
Jack Frost watched this transformation from afar in the sky. He's done this job a thousand times and yet; each time he created something different, something unique. Every snowflake was destined to never look like another, with a special desi
RotBT Xiaolin Dragons- BeveragesEvery morning when he woke up, Omi would do some simple morning exercises, then sit down at the table and enjoy a cup of green tea while waiting for his students to rise.More Like This
Rapunzel would always wake up first, and greet her teacher with a sunny smile before fixing herself a cup of black tea (two sugars, and a little crème) and the two of them would sit for a while and enjoy the rare moment of peace before the others woke up.
Merida was always up next, stumbling into the room with her hair a mess and rubbing sleep out of her eyes, but excited and eager even after just waking up. She would chatter on about a hundred different things as she made her breakfast and poured herself a glass of apple juice before joiing them at the table and digging into a meal that looked as though it could sustain five full grown men rather than one skinny little Scottish girl.
A long while later, Hiccup would come clopping in, grunting when someone tried to speak to him and tripping over furniture as he
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When the elder monks told him that he’d be getting his first students to train into becoming Dragons, Omi didn’t know what to expect. But he had a pretty good idea after he’d foolishly left the children unsupervised in a room and came back to find it partially covered in snow and on fire.
“Ya wanna say that again, ya skinny little snowflake?!”
“Why, you got bad hearing, Scotty?”
“I think that’s enough of that.” Omi interjected, grabbing the redhead before she could try and strike her teammate. The girl bristled slightly at his authority.
“He started it.” She insisted moodily, pointing to the smirking white haired boy who had climbed on top of a sacred statue.
“Merida…” Omi said warningly. The redhead scowled, but didn’t argue further. Omi had the sinking suspicion that that wouldn’t last.
Sighing, the Dragon Master ignored the headache he could feel building, l