06-07-2013, 07:27 PM
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Originally Posted by fanficfanatict 
That was just plain cruel. He could STILL feel the cold residue of what was left of the snowball trickling down his back when he finally got his emotions back under control and stopped his MANLY dance. It wasn't manly, was it? Ugh.
But for the brief moment that he had gotten to see that it was his GIRLFRIEND who had been the one to throw the snowball at him, Ascanius was already fuming and ready to attack. Yeah, that including tackling her down in the snow and shoving his own bit of snow down the back of HER shirt. See how she liked that. Pfft. She wouldn't, that was how.
And that was why he was chasing her. So that he could inflict his revenge on her because NO WAY was she going to get away with this. Sure, the nice and average boyfriend would let this go, but that was for ugly people. And he wasn't one of those. Smirk.
ALSO, did he hear her laughing? Oh, so now she was laughing at him too? She was getting a snowball to the face for that offense. This wasn't funny. It was sad and tragic and the sooner she realized that the better off they would be. Hmph.
RUN FOREST RUN. 'Cause he was a'comin.
After a few minutes of running and fumbling through the snow, he finally EPICALLY jumped out- think slow mo, yeah- and tried to catch her by the ankle. To take her down...
...but all he did was face plant. This was just like the beach... all over again.
Penelope could honestly say that the snow going down his shirt was an accident. She'd thought it would just smack him in the head and then hang out in his hair until it melted or something. Really, if she wanted snow down his shirt, she would've run up to him and stuffed it down his back herself. So surely he would use that brain of his to figure out it wasn't her fault for his "unmanly" behavior.
But no, apparently his brain was frozen or something because he didn't seem to figure that out. Unless he had and he still thought running after her was the solution to being hit by a snowball?
Eh, whatever. She could totally outrun him.
And she was. Sorta. She didn't notice he was close enough to to reach out and grab her ankle...until she heard a plop! right behind her. That made her stop and turn around...
...and start laughing again.
Oh yeah, she was definitely having flashbacks to that time at the beach when he'd face planted into the sand. Yeah, seemed he was just as uncoordinated in snow too. Bahahaha. She was laughing far too hard again to run now and hardly noticed she was still within reaching distance for him...
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