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[The door to this new room might be normal sized, but once you get inside, everything is huge - and Christmassy. Giant tree complete with decorations, wrapped presents the sizes of cars and small houses, and an enormous almost-empty knitted wool stocking. Almost-empty because Cloud has somehow woken up inside it and is having much difficulty finding his way out.]

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[Aaaaand off they go again.]

[What a fun day this will be.]

[Yes. If they can find a snow mountain room. Door checking is go.]

[They're sure to find one somewhere!]

[Yep! Soon enough, it's as he said - at the other end of the hallway, a doors opens up at the bottom of a tall, snow-capped mountain.]

Looks good. Let's find some boards.

Should be some around here somewhere.

[Takes a look around.]

[Finds some leaning against a small shack.]

[Picks up a Moogle snowboard and straps it over her boots.]

Race you to the bottom?

[Somehow finds one with the Fenrir symbol on it. Raises an eyebrow at her.]

You sure?

[Nods.]

Why not.

[Shrugs.]

Won't go easy on you. [Slight smirk.]

Who said I wanted you to?

Just letting you know. [Straps on his board and hops over to the top of the run.]

Yeah, yeah...

[She knows he's good at this. Follows.]

[Positions his board just on the edge of the slope.]

Ready when you are.

Ready!

[He is so going to win this, isn't he? Oh well. She's just happy that they're having fun.]

Mark, get set. Go!

[Well... yeah. He pushes off and begins whizzing down the slope, somewhat out of practice but still pretty good.]

[She's not too bad either. But yes, she's still behind Cloud.]

[It's a good long run, but not too difficult, with a few small moguls at intervals down the slope. He aims towards one and shoots up the side into the air, catching the back of his board with one hand for a split second, before letting go and landing back on the snow with a soft thump. A small smile appears on his face, proof that he really is enjoying himself.]

[Good! She wants him to enjoy himself. ^^]

[He does a small flip off the next mogul, wobbling very slightly on the landing due to not having practiced in a while. It's amazing that no matter how many times you do a flip, each new time your stomach still flip-flops around.]

[True that. But much of Tifa's fighting style needs very good balance, and she's done her fair share of flips in fighting alone. So she shouldn't have too much trouble with these.]

[Probably not. After a few short minutes they reach the bottom of the run. He pulls off to the right so Tifa won't run into him, unstrapping his boots once his board slows to a stop, panting with his cheeks bright red from the the icy air.]

[And she'll be a little behind him.]

[He's just standing there leaning against his board, catching his breath.]

You did pretty good.

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Sob. I hate not having a proper dumming seat. It's hurting my back just using a normal chair

/pets

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Sob. I cant get the oven to light. /wants to make muffins T_T

bawww poor muffins /whoops got a little prose-y lol

XD Got the oven working! Muffins are now cooking. ^^

\o/

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internet why wont you work?

mine's been a little iffy too, at least aim seems to be working