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“Shouldn’t we be doing something more”- Wyldfyre stopped midsentence as a snowball smacked him alongside his cheek, - “productive?”
Prysmatica ducked back behind the elm tree she was using as cover. “We need a break for some fun just like anyone else.”
“Who are we to argue with the plans of Santa and the Easter bunny?” Chained Angel said. She bent a white feathered wing around her to block a snowball thrown by Timebender while creating a frosty projectile of her own. “If they want to give us a holiday, I’m not going to say no.”
All around the newly constructed Snow Town, heroes frolicked about, combining their super-powers and abilities with an age-old winter activity. Quaint in its appearance, the new location provided an excellent battleground for the activity. Trees and buildings provided physical cover while the banks of snow provided plenty of ammunition.
Krystal Fae, or in the spirit of the holiday, Krystal Frost, hovered in the air just to one side of one of the wooden buildings. Her position offered both cover and wide scope of vision. She flung snowballs at a higher than normal rate, as if she were moving at a heightened speed.
“Now that’s not fair!” Captain Bob called out. “Did she cast haste on herself or something?”
The Extraordinary Were replied, “Who cares? You might do better if you took your blindfold off.”
Fleagle bounded out from a stand of trees, throwing several snowballs at once at Captain Bob. “Don’t worry about him. You need to worry about why these snowballs of mine are yellow. Barrooooo!!!”
Macaia’s Daughter laughed. After getting out of her rut a few weeks prior and playing cards with many of the heroes, she found it easier to let loose and enjoy the fun. She rolled a snowball in the accumulation on the ground, making it the size of a bowling ball before hurling it at Abra Kadabra. “You need to chill.”
With a wave of his hand, Abra Kadabra made himself ethereal and the giant missile flew through him and struck Taemdoog.
“What you think this perma-flake EB mentioned about?” Catalyst asked Zen.
Of all the gathered heroes, nobody seemed more at ease or comfortable trudging through the snow. The penguin flapped a wing and hurled a snowball straight into the center of Catalyst’s face. “How should I know?”
Catalyst wiped the slush from his goggles. “It some type of icy crystal. You expert on ice.”
“True,” Zen said. “But unless EB is making it for the ultimate margarita or something, I’d rather just play in the snow than worry over it.”
Frequently, the fun-loving heroes would venture over to a plain, wooden sign in the middle of the town, searching for their names on a list of participants.
“Leave it to Santa to be able to make a sign that updates a list of how everyone does,” Starmaster said. He created a new snowball with his Snow Thrower. He telekinetically lifted it off his palm and sent it out into the woods. “It’s sometimes very scary to think about what he knows about everyone.”
Crossroads nodded. “He’s like that in every dimension, according to my alternates.” She opened a portal in front of her hand and summoned a snowball. She looked through the aperture until she found the Sword of Gerraxia. The green and gold clad heroine was in an office of some type of manufacturing plant. The delicious scent of fresh cookies wafted up through the rift between their two locations.
“Hey, Gerri,”- Crossroads threw the snowball onto the top of her friend’s head, - “bring some cookies with you to go with the cocoa when you get here.”
The Sword of Gerraxia shook the snow out of her hair. “Crossroads, just you wait until I get—”
Crossroads closed the portal and snickered.
While Crossroads toyed with the Sword of Gerraxia, Starmaster concentrated on his snowball in flight. He guided it all around the town until he reached the building behind Krystal Frost’s perch. He arced the snowball into the air behind her and released his grasp on it, letting its momentum carry it to her unsuspecting form.
The snowball connected and a masculine shout resounded about the town, “WHO DID THAT?”
“Oh, that tricky little minx,” Starmaster said under his breath.
“What? That didn’t sound like her?” Crossroads said.
“No,” Starmaster said. “She put an illusion of herself around Director Nova.”
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