Holly Jolly Snow-Bear

You woke up to a call from your aunt. She asked if you could watch your younger cousins for a bit, and that she and your uncle would come back later that day. Despite your eyes still being heavy from sleep, you agreed. You liked having your cousins over. You were forced to be active and social, and there was plenty of room around your house that they could tire themselves out in.

They got there by seven, and your cousins were already wide awake. You entertained them indoors as long as you could. It was so cold out that your windows were frosting over, and you'd rather stay warm. But of course, they eventually got bored of coloring books and movies, and they insisted on going outside. You could get why. They didn't have much snow where they lived. Well, not enough to do anything fun, so this was a rare opportunity for them. After you changed into warmer clothes, you went out and let them go wild. They did everything their little minds could think of. Snowball fights, trying- and failing -to make an igloo, making snow angels... And eventually, they wanted you to help them make a snowman. The air was crisp and chilly as you worked. You had them gather snow while you got the rocks for eyes and the carrot nose. They had made a massive mound by the time you returned, and you began helping them shape it. Your aunt and uncle had come back soon after, and you said goodbye to them and your cousins. But you were committed now. You went back into your backyard and continued shaping the snowman. Maybe you were getting sidetracked, but you had began making less of a traditional snowman and more of a snow-statue. The waist down was still a mound of snow, but everything above that was taking shape. ... So what if that shape was a big beefy man?

The sun was beginning to set now. The tip of your nose was so cold, it was now numb. But it was finally time. You stuck the smooth grey rocks in for eyes, and you put the nose smack dab on its muzzle. Taking a step back, you could see the finished product. Well, almost finished. It still needed something. A little dazzle to make it unique. You went inside and grabbed whatever you thought would suit it. You tried on plenty of things, sweaters, mittens, necklaces, before settling on an outfit. Shorts- that were a massive pain to get on it -a scarf, and a bowler cap. A quick sneeze was a reminder of how frigid it was. You should probably go in before you get a cold.

A warm shower and some tea helped. You were laying down, dosing off under heavy blankets before a sound pulled you away from sleep. The sound of something falling boomed from your living room and you went to investigate. You snuck into the hallway, peeking from the kitchen. Something has knocked down all the coloring books you had out earlier, and the back door was wide open. On top of that, your snowman was gone. You suddenly heard a sound from behind you. A sniffle. Jolting back, you saw a massive polar bear, wearing the same outfit you left on your snowman. "H-Hey! Uh, do you have any idea what this is?" He asked, his voice dopey and with a constant shiver. He held out his hand, showing you the mug he had gotten stuck on his hand.