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Chapter 3 by sumedokin sumedokin

Stories:

Day 13: Mrs Rutsvegg's Ice Castle [ Ice / Together ]

Why change what isn't broken? That's what the architect of the American suburbs must have thought.
And indeed why not clone what isn't broken and create a homogenous landscape of identical houses that span miles?
Robin thought this made things a bit difficult to navigate, to say the least. However it did help by the fact his brother Kevin lived next to the only house that stuck out in the suburbs.
Sticking out was putting it lightly. In fact it wasn't so much a house as it was a twenty storey castle made of ice, forever under a large, looming cloud from where snow fell; even in the hot summer.
Robin ignored the ice castle and headed to his brother's yard, where his son Nick was playing football with some friends.
"Uncle Robin!" Nick waved, "Hey! You coming to see the game tonight?"
"Wouldn't miss it for the world. You know your dad would never let me live it down if I did."
Just then one of his friends kicked the ball a little too hard, and Nick had to dodge out of the way so as to send it flying right into the window of the next door neighbour... into the ice castle.

"Damn you whippersnapper!" The lady of the house was not actually an old lady, or at least she didn't look like it. In fact she looked more like a supermodel complete with a giant rack, but dressed in flashy old dresses and silvery jewelry embedded with icy blue gems, "Do you have no respect for your elders, huh!?"
"But Mrs Rutsvegg, it was an accident!" Nick yelled.
"Why you... I'll be keeping the ball, so that you'll be more careful before the next 'accident'!"
The blue-skinned, fancily clad woman shut the window.
"Aww... seriously?" One of Nick's friends kicked a tuft of grass.
"That's so unfair! That was our only ball!"
"Yeah, that was an overreaction," Robin said, "You know what, I think someone really should go down and have a chat with this Mrs Rutsvegg about neighbourly spirit. Who knows? She might even give the ball back."

Nick gasped, "Guys! Did you hear that!? Uncle Robin's gonna get our ball back from that old lady!" Nick cheered, as did all of his friends.
"Now, hold on..." Robin said.
"You'll do it, right uncle Robin?"
"It should be a piece of cake for you, right?"
They were all looking so expectantly at him, Robin simply didn't have the heart to disappoint. He sighed and said, "I'll... see what I can do, all right?"
"Yes!"

Robin walked up to the porch, standing before the large double doors of the castle. He took the knocker and knocked twice. Nothing happened.
He knocked once more, and when he pulled the knocker discovered that the doors opened on their own. The best course of action in this case would no doubt be to close the door, and wait for someone to come and get the door.
However, when Robin saw no one in the hallway, and as Nick's disappointed face persisted in his imagination, he slipped inside and gently closed the doors behind him. All he had to do was find the ball, sneak out and hand it back to his nephew Nick... and perhaps also contemplate his impulse control.
He heard footsteps getting closer, and a shadow crept closer along the hallway. Robin needed to quickly hide, and fortunately there was no scarcity of doors in this hallway. He opened the first, best door and slipped in, waiting for whoever is there to pass.

That's when Robin could feel himself sinking, and as he looked down to his horror he discovered he was standing in quick-ice. Like quick sand, but with ice instead of sand.
He didn't even know there was a thing like quick-ice, and now he was getting buried in it. He sank to his waist, then to his torso and even his arms were submerged into the quick-ice.
Finally he stopped sinking, as the ice around him hardened, but he was already neck deep in the stuff and couldn't move.
The ice surrounding his body slowly drained his body's heat, and he became tired and dizzy. The door opened, and a yeti woman appeared before him, looking down in horror.
"Oh goodness, gracious! A human? Trapped in ice?"

"S-s-sorry... I..."
"You must come with me! At once!"
The yeti pulled on a chain, and dragged the block of ice in which Robin was trapped, dragging him to her bedroom. She put him down on her bed, pulled a blanket over the ice and wrapped her arms and legs around the ice.
"Won't you freeze if you do that?"
"If this fur of mine didn't warm me, I would never dare to live in the ice queen's domain."
For hours both of them were interlocked like this, melting the block of ice slowly but surely. Soon the ice had melted, and the yeti's arms were wrapped not around the ice surrounding Robin but Robin himself. By this time she had fallen asleep. He found her grip rather soothing and nice, and didn't mind the fact he couldn't escape her strong arms and legs.

Maybe it would not be so bad to remain like this... for a little while at least.

The End!

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