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In the warmth of Club Netherbrand, Netherlings were all gathered around to prepare for the festive season. The festive songs and lively chatters among them filled the club with an abundance of energy, one fitting for the upcoming occasion. The inside of the club was warm in temperature, contrasting the coldness from outside. It was a fun and comforting activity for everyone, the livelines and warmth brought a smile to Zander’s lips, who helped along with decorating the inside of the club.
He moved to the center of the club and looked around. His smile widened at the collective work he and his netherlings did to the club. “My darlings! This is absolutely incredible!”
The incubus clasped his hands together as he looked outside the window. It was already snowing, making it convenient for them to have decorated the outside of the club ahead of time, the falling snow sparked an idea in Zander’s mind. They’ve all done their part, the decorations were set, plans are already made. It’s about time for them to have some time off.
“Alright, dear netherlings! How about we all take a break?” Zander suggested, catching the attention of everyone in the room. “It’s snowing outside. What do you guys say we have a bit of fun?”
The netherlings all looked at each other, their faces showing contemplation. It didn’t take a while for them to consider it. The thought of playing out in the snow was a treat especially after their hard work. It was the perfect break. Everyone expressed their agreement in a form of cheers, eliciting a gentle laugh from their boss.
“Lovely! Make sure to bundle up.”
As everyone began to bundle up, Zander did the same, as much as he hated covering up, he’d rather be warm than be cold amidst the winter wonderland outside, and he had just the thing. The sweater his fellow genmates created as a secret santa, the mix of all their colors with the words “Merry X-mas, Zanny” stitched on it. Its warmth reminded him of the hug he and the boys shared on their off collab.
He made sure to add a black coat for extra warmth, just to be sure, before he opened the entrance of the club. “Alright, darlings. Let’s go!”
He watched as the netherlings disperse into groups. Some play around in the snow, some using their little wing and tail brushing against the icy powder to create what he assumed to be a snow netherling.
He couldn’t help but let out an endearing chuckle upon his dear little mischiefs’ actions. Until he noticed little snowballs flying through the air, one after the other, at a speed in which no ordinary human could do, and that’s when he realized what was going on.
It’s not any playful snow fight. It’s a war .
Zander used his wing to shield himself from the stray snowballs that were charging at him, being in the middle of this sudden war was not part of his plan as a break. He had to move away to a less chaotic part of the snowball fight, joining the other netherlings that were watching the discord, some even had popcorn on them as they sat back and watched.
“Enjoying the fight, boss?” asked one of the netherlings, smiling mischievously.
“What can I say? Full of energy as per usual, my netherlings.” He replies with eyes filled with mirth. He watched alongside the other netherlings, enjoying the lively energy as the snowball fight continued on, that is until his face was met with a rather normal-sized snowball.
Everyone seemed to freeze, all eyes trained on their boss whom stood there, the snowball already meeting the ground. A shocked expression was present on Zander’s face before he laughed. The sound warm and affectionate.
“Alright, you all asked for it. Come here!” He exclaimed as he gathered some snow to create his own snowball, running after the netherlings that started to scatter around, yelling and laughing with joy.
Hours flew by, the snow continued to fall and coat the world in its cold beauty. Laughter and the crunch of snow filled the area as Zander and the netherlings continued their playful activities, running around in the snow and occasionally throwing snowballs. The moment they all grew tired, their bodies lay down on the cold yet soft bed of snow underneath, all gazing at the snow falling down the sky.
“Shall we all head back inside? Grab a cup of hot chocolate and sit by the fire?” Zander suggested, looking over at his darlings with a bright smile. The idea alone sounded lovely enough to get everyone on board.
One by one, everyone got up from the snow, making sure to dust it off as to not make the club messy. Zander was the last to enter to view the beautiful decoration outside the club. The outside of Club Netherbrand felt so much brighter with all of his darlings’ hardwork beautifully displayed.
“Boss! Come on, the snow will enter the club!”
“Ah, comin’ darlings!”