Christmas special but it's short cuz i haven't written in AGES
almost smut but not quite
dsmp las nevadas era
cw!
soft wilbur
cold at first but kinda soft quackity
freakity
freakbur
they love eachother but only wilbur realises
soft kissing
everything soft
ya
almost smut, not actually there though, it's not graphic
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Snow wasn't extremely rare in Las Nevadas. In fact, they got a couple of inches every year around November, and from then on it's always unpredictable. Either bone dry sand or 5-6 inches of snow every other day.
On this specific Saturday morning, it had snowed overnight, leaving a thick layer of snow for citizens to trudge through or to use as an excuse to not leave the house, whichever they preferred.
Wilbur, recently revived, used this to his advantage, deciding that it would be a good way to recover his bond with his younger brother, Tommy. So, he sent him a quick "r u up bro?????? cm to prds rq" and sat in his van's doorway as he waited, occasionally huffing at the temperatures.
When Tommy did arrive, albeit a bit late, Wilbur stood up and greeted him with a warm smile - a contrast to the dastardly weather. They exchanged hugs, and Wilbur quickly grabbed his brother's hand, leading him to a clearing where thick, heavy snow had piled up and had created a smooth, silky looking blanket over the no doubt shivering grass.
The younger had gasped, looking to his older brother with excited stars in his eyes, before running through the snow and ultimately face planting into it when he tripped up over a small stick frozen underneath. The brunette only followed, grinning and falling over the exact same stick he had previously watched his brother fall over and laughed.
Rolling onto their backs, the two of them snickered, bodies freezing cold, before bursting into multiple rounds of loud, joyful cackles at how easily they fell over. They laughed at each other, laughed at themselves, before imagining other people doing the exact same thing and laughing even harder.
When they finally stopped giggling and stood up, both Wilbur and Tommy were shivering, rubbing their arms in a desperate attempt to get warm.
Eventually, when they were a little warmer, Wilbur told Tommy the most brilliant idea.
They should build a snowman.
So, Wilbur began to roll the largest ball, running around the small field while pushing a cylinder shaped snow pile he called a sphere until he sat it in the middle of the field, leaving it at a staggering 5'3 feet tall. Wilbur stood triumphant as Tommy's jaw fell at the size.
“ Hah! Beat that, twat ! ”
Wilbur had cackled, watching Tommy furiously run around the field with his far smaller ball, eventually, after about 5 minutes, getting a sphere that was big enough to be put on the other (with great difficulty) without making the snowman seek like he had a growth problem.
Rolling the third and final ball was much easier (getting it on the others, not so much).
Eventually, after over 3 hours of being outside, the two brothers had created the largest snowman either of them had ever seen and managed to find adequately sized rocks and sticks to give the thing eyes, a smile, and limbs. He had no nose though, a carrot was too small for that.
Unfortunately, only ten minutes after finishing the snowman, Tommy noticed the sky getting darker, quickly apologising to Wilbur and hurrying off before he could utter a single word in response.
A little hurt but understanding why the other had to go, Wilbur walked back to his van alone and in silence. He.. he didn't want to be alone, but who else did he have to turn to? Ranboo hadn't been to work for awhile, and, sure, maybe it was classed as the winter holidays for employees, but that shouldn't apply to Ranboo! He was the only employee Wilbur had!
