warm hugs abound!

@sentientsnowman​ sent: “Hi there! I’m Olaf, and I like warm hugs. Where am I?” He’s smiling ear to ear, tapping the fingers of his little stick arms together curiously.

At first, Gladio didn’t see where the voice had come from. Being a good several feet taller than the one in question. It was like a toddler had come out of seemingly no where. Except much more terrifying. –- Arguably worse than Kenny Crow terrifying. He didn’t really see the cute factor in these sorts of things.

He’d been a lot of places and seen a lot of stuff. And no matter where he went, snowmen. Inanimate objects. Were not supposed to speak.

His immediate, knee jerk reaction was to take the blunt side of his sword and use it like a baseball bat to get that thing as far away as humanly possible.

Olaf had been ill-prepared for being STRUCK by a giant metal thing and TOSSED into the air like yesterday’s garbage. STILL-- he appreciated it! Obviously this beefy stranger was trying to give him a BETTER lay of the land. And as Olaf soared through the sky-- breaking up into his various bits, he spoke.

“WOW~ I can see my HOUSE from here!” A pause. “No wait-- that’s a tree. But thank you anyway!” He landed on the ground a dozen or so feet away and began to put himself back together. What a super helpful guy! Olaf had to go THANK him for his kindness. It was only right.

Once he got himself sorted out, he began to waddle back toward the stranger, waving a stick arm in the air.

“Oh I LOVE birthdays! The CAKES, the CELEBRATION, the POPCORN--”

                                                      I EXIST!

Elsa paused with the base of the body already made. Her brow furrowed, not really wanting to… Unmake what was already in the process of being a living creature. It was … kind of too late…. Time to improvise.

Onto the body of the horse Elsa added majestic deer antlers to the head. Shining and glimmering ice that curled up and back over the majestic mane. Long hair on top like a horse’s but with the fluff all around the neck like a reindeer.  She added some fluff around the legs for good measure.

“Ah… Ta-dah?”

He simply gasped-- a long-- long gasp as the creature came into being. The snowman excitedly tapped his stick hands together, scampering over to his fluffy new friend-- who was a little larger than a baby reindeer. He was perfect!

The snow creation shook its mane, looking at Olaf before merrily trotting over to him and gently headbutting the snowman affectionately. Olaf let out a pleased giggle, petting the icy creature.

Elsa and Nokk share a look. The water spirit’s horselike face seemed to register what looked like confusion and concern. … He was clearly not on board for this.

“A-Actually, Olaf… I can make you your own snow horse.” 

“One more your size that… Won’t try and kill you. How’s that sound?”

She didn’t wait. She was already working on it. 

“A horse? For me?” He paused for a moment, contemplating the offer-- oblivious to the shared look between the rider and steed. Olaf tapped his chin thoughtfully before nodding.

“You want to ride him?”

“Sorry- No can do. I’m afraid that’s only possible if you can prove yourself to him in battle.”

“Pfff-- I can do that no problem. I’ve got this--” He waves a stick hand to reassure her, adjusting his buttons before taking a deep breath and--

Does someone need a hug?