#@chill

Avoiding him and heading to prom without him probably wasn't going to make things any better, but Pump was freaking out a little and it was all he could think of to do. He wasn't worrying for long, thankfully, arriving at the event without a hitch proving to be a pretty big relief. Wood would arrive soon no doubt, but until then his focus was on looking around the place and keeping an eye out for Chill. It certainly looked pretty... natural. He wondered what Chill would think of it.

Solar followed the coordinates that Chill had given him a couple of days ago to find himself in an area that at first looked like it was entirely white. Naturally, after a few moments of adjusting to the surroundings, Solar could see everything had been covered with a thin layer of snow. The underside of trees were still dark against it and there were visible footprints along pavements. In fact, glancing down at his own feet, Solar noticed that even though he was standing still, the snow seemed to have melted around where he stood, so he carried on walking and looking for Chill.

Solar walked around the unfamiliar town, looking around for an indication of the park Chill had arranged to meet in. It was very eerie, as most of the residents seemed to be cooped up inside, away from the cold, leaving the streets almost empty. Solar himself was fine in such temperatures, partially due to the residual heat he gave off and partly because he had dressed carefully for the occasion. He'd removed the bulkiest parts of his external armour and his helmet and wore a jumper and a thick, heavy raincoat to insulate himself. He still kept his metal boots and some of his lighter armour on, but his head was unprotected and tiny snowflakes settled in the artificial hair only to melt moments after.

He also had a couple of things held in his arms - a neatly wrapped squarish box with a glittery bow on top and a thermos flask. Solar was walking slowly enough to ensure the objects remained safe in the slippery conditions and eventually found what had to be the place Chill had in mind. Solar loved parks as it was, but under the blanket of snow and in the near silence, this one definitely stood out as a relaxing place. There was a large, clear pond with a cracked layer of ice sitting on top and benches around it, and sitting in one of them was-