Love life, live love

Alright! [follows behind her]

“I only lied because I though you liked it!”

Well... hmph. See, I told you it wasn't a good idea for us to go shopping together! Then things like that happen! 

It is.. [Laughs a bit and smiles] So, we’re off?

[She laughed and smiled] So, where is the forest?

Yonder! *giggles, pointing off into the distance* That's a funny word, isn't it?

*Nods.* Yes indeed, your Majesty.

*starts scampering off toward the kitchens*

*giggles* And how're you?

You’re the Queen. Shouldn’t you be telling me how much cake you want?

Cake now?

It's nice to meetcha, Stefan!

Only if you admit defeat at the hands of Jack Frost. Then we can have cake.

*Grins and gets behind her, tossing another snowball at her before ducking for cover.* Roo, Queen of the Chocolate Cake! *He called, laughing.*

“You know, like… That grey sweater you bought that I told you was cute but secretly stole it so you won’t walking around looking like my Nana- ops.”

I hated that sweater. I only bought it because you said it was cute! This is what happens when you LIE, B! *pretends to pout, then giggles*

BRING IT! YOU CAN’T BEAT THE KING OF SNOW!! *He shouted, scooping up some snow and running for the cover of a bush, sneaking about trying to surprise her.*

IF YOU GET TO BE THE KING OF SNOW, I GET TO BE THE QUEEN OF... *pauses to think for a moment, fails to come up with anything relevant, and just picks something she loves because why not* CHOCOLATE CAKE.

“Because some things make you look amazing, and others… Like a grandma.”

Now how on earth does a color make me look like a grandma? Goodness! Make sense!

You did not just try to start a snowball fight with Jack Frost! *Jack grinned, turning to see her “innocent” face. He paused production of the snowman and grabbed some more snow, making a perfectly shaped ball before tossing it playfully at her.*

Now, would I do something like th-- *is hit by a snowball* OH IT'S ON NOW, FROST! *giggles and scoops up some more snow, shaping it into a snowball as she runs to take cover behind a tree*