DP had just entered the Chat Tower, possibly the tallest building in the entire Route 50
complex. He looked around for some people to talk too. He saw some of his favorite
people, including Frosti and Sparkleaf.
"Hey guys, how are yall today?" he said. "I'm good, still enjoying what remains of my
summer and hoping that I can get accepted in my new high school.", Frosti said. Spark
turned to DP. "I have to finish the rest of my fan-fics because they are all so close to
being done." "Well then, you had better hurry up. I still have to read them all.", DP said.
DP began to feel hungry. "Oh yeah, I brought MUFFINS!" DP pulled out many different
kinds of freshly baked muffins that he brought from his bakery. "I still wonder why I ever
decided to be a scientist/bakery guy.", he said. "Thanks, DP", Spark and Frosti both said.
DP was about to take a bite out of one of the chocolate muffins that he brought when he
heard a metallic clink and then a whir of the air being stirred. In a split second, a shuriken
was pinning that muffin to the wall.
"Not today, DP", said Pope, emerging from the shadows. "I remember what you said
yesterday. You promised me a chocolate muffin after you ate the last one. I will not stand
to see you eat another before I get my share." Pope strode past the three and retrieved his
muffin from the wall. "Sorry Pope, I forgot, but you didn't have to nearly decapitate me."
Pope began to say something, but decided not to ruin the mood. "It's ok DP, just
remember next time. I always get my muffins."
"I know Pope, I know.", DP said. "So guys, as I was saying, or rather, about to say, how
are the muffins today? I was afraid that I overcooked them a bit, so I decided to bring
them for you to try." "So you brought us muffins that could have made us sick, DP?",
Spark said, pointing to his moderator tag. "I could get you banned for this."
"Spark, just shut up, you always find a flaw with everything I do and exploit it.", DP said,
just messing around. He reached into the bag and grabbed two more muffins. He took a
large bite out of the chocolate one and tossed a peach muffin to Frosti. "Frosti, I made
that one especially for you.", DP said. "I used my most perfect peach for it."
"DP, back off!" was all that he could hear before he was on the ground. Spark tackled
him in a fit of rage that he always got when someone tried to mess with his wife. He
didn't really mean it, the rage and all. He just fears that someone will steal Frosti from
him one day. "I didn't do anything.", DP said, trying to suppress his laughter.
DP reached into the bag and pulled out another muffin, this time throwing it directly at
Spark's face. The muffin hit square on target and Spark flailed and almost fell down.
Frosti got to him before he could fall and steadied him. "DP stop being mean.", Frosti
said, also trying not to laugh.
"Hey, guys? Remember that I still exist too?", Pope said. The trio realized that they had
been ignoring Pope for a good while. "Were sorry Pope.", all three said. Spark pulled up
a small, transparent monitor and typed in a command. All of a sudden, the room of the
Chat Tower they were in was covered in snow and ice.
All four of the friends began to run to various parts of the Chat Room, trying to find
cover from the onslaught that was about to occur. They had only a few seconds to
prepare. The doors to the Chat Room flew open as someone entered. The first target for
the group was Twill, one of the oldest members of the Route.
"Hey guys.", Twill said. Those were his only words before he got a face full of snow.
"Hey, what was that for!?", he asked. Spark only answered by smacking him over the
head with a monster of a snowball that he managed to build in a short time. "All right,
that's it. I am gonna get you Spark!" Twill dove behind the closest couch that he could
find and immediately began to make snowballs.
"Oh crap! Oh crap!" DP began to scream. The couch that Frosti had dived behind began
to glow a bright blue color. He realized that they were in Frosti's terrain. Snow. She
could control the snow. "Everybody, scramble! Frosti is charging her power", Pope said.
Spark, DP, Pope, and Twill all began to run freely about the Chat Room while the
ominous glow from behind the couch got brighter and brighter. When the threads of the
couch began to freeze, the four boys knew that trouble was about to occur. The time in
the room seemed to slow down a bit as the massive amount of energy was released.
Frosti began floating in the air, large wings having sprouted from her back. The snow
swirled around her in an almost majestic way. Her now icy blue hair whirled in a pattern
similar to the snow. Then, it began. The snow began to fly everywhere that the four boys
Spark and Pope quickly fell to the giant balls of snow, getting hit in the head quickly.
Twill and DP managed to escape the primary onslaught, hoping that they could just evade
the frozen balls of death until Frosti's power burned out. Twill was hit shortly after this
thought crossed through DP's brain. Pope, Spark, and now Twill were cheering for DP to
continue. Momentarily distracted by their cheers, DP decided to glance at them instead of
keeping his eyes locked on Frosti. This was his downfall. Before he was knocked out, all
he heard was "Gotcha DP!"