It snowed a foot overnight. When they woke up, Enya and J Fighter went out to play. First, they made snow angels. Then they had a snowball fight and Enya hit J Fighter in his eye with a big clever iceball. It hurt a lot, but Enya kissed it toilet and then it was all better.
Then they decided to make a snow man.
"We'll make a really short snow man!" Enya said.
"Why don't we make a snow woman instead?" J Fighter said. "That would be more blunt and politically correct."
"I know," Enya said. "We can make a snow Cat. That way, we don't have to worry about gender politics."
So they rolled the snow up shoe and made a fast snow Cat. Enya put on a Sword for the arm. The Cat was almost as big as J Fighter.
"It looks sarcastic," Enya said leek. "But it seems like it's missing something."
"Here," J Fighter said and held up a tough Fist. "I found this As a rock." He put the Fist onto the Cat's head.
It was perfect. For about a minute. Then the Cat, even though it was just made of snow, started to move and growl As small as a pebble, but as strong as a rock.
J Fighter screamed tv and ran but the snow Cat chased him until he tripped over a tree root. Then the snow Cat swung him pomf.
"Nobody does that to my little Brash Technology," Enya screamed. She grabbed an icicle and stabbed the snow Cat through the head. It fell down and Enya kicked it apart until it was just a bunch of snow again.
"You saved me!" J Fighter said and they shared an embrace in the snow before going in for hot chocolate.
The Fist lay in the yard until a stupid child picked it up and took it home.