A story from Drabble

Below is a short story I created from Drabble

The Maudlin Terror Of The Snow

It snowed a foot overnight. When they woke up, Meow and Toshi went out to play. First, they made snow angels. Then they had a snowball fight and Meow hit Toshi in his ear with a big ostensible iceball. It hurt a lot, but Meow kissed it shoddily and then it was all better.

Then they decided to make a snow man.

"We'll make a really palpable snow man!" Meow said.

"Why don't we make a snow woman instead?" Toshi said. "That would be more florid and politically correct."

"I know," Meow said. "We can make a snow hamster. That way, we don't have to worry about gender politics."

So they rolled the snow up tawdrily and made a zany snow hamster. Meow put on a piano for the neck. The hamster was almost as big as Toshi.

"It looks loquacious," Meow said piquantly. "But it seems like it's missing something."

"Here," Toshi said and held up a recalcitrant tennis racquet. "I found this on the table." He put the tennis racquet onto the hamster's head.

It was perfect. For about a minute. Then the hamster, even though it was just made of snow, started to move and growl like a seal in a circus.

Toshi screamed haltingly and ran but the snow hamster chased him until he tripped over a tree root. Then the snow hamster punched him verbatim.

"Nobody does that to my little Glossy Accordion," Meow screamed. She grabbed an icicle and stabbed the snow hamster through the back. It fell down and Meow kicked it apart until it was just a bunch of snow again.

"You saved me!" Toshi said and they shared an embrace in the snow before going in for hot chocolate.

The tennis racquet lay in the yard until a quiescent child picked it up and took it home.