A nice comic YCH that  Bright was kind enough to offer me, on the condition that I'd write something for it.

Well worth the price of admission, I'd say.

Starring Bright's character Bright as Bright, and my character Shazi as Shazi.



Wait.
Breathe.
Silence.
Listen.
Her body hurt. What little warmth remained seeped away from the gaps in her parka. Being coldblooded did suck sometimes.
It wasn’t a dignified hiding place. It was barely a hiding place at all. But desperate times called for desperate measures, and sometimes a desperate measure is to hide in a snowman, because something went terribly wrong.
Through the snow, she heard him speak. For a moment she thought herself discovered.
“I hate waiting for the bus in this cold.”
Whew.
She allowed him to approach. She allowed him to grow comfortable. From the sounds of footsteps and the heavy breaths, she discerned his position. Shazi was a predator. Efficient. Heartless. Cold. Very, very cold.
Patient, she waited for the perfect moment. For the crucial mistake. For the–
“All I got for company is this weirdo snowman.”
Excuse me?!
The snow crumbled. Red and peach streaked across white. She struck, and she grabbed him, and before he had a chance to even call for help, she sent him on a one-way trip to her gut.
It was not until the deed was done that it registered. It felt like swallowing a giant ice cube. It felt like someone’s icy fingers spreading all across her insides.
So that, she thought, wheezing, as his weight settled in her stomach, is what humans call a brain freeze.
“Urgh.”
She huddled in her parka.
“I could go for some hot cocoa right now.”

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