All right! Writer's block is gone! And man, when it's gone, it's really gone. Two chapters in a day and I'm not even feeling the least bit exhausted!! WOOHOO!
Now that I have
that out of my system...
I hope you guys enjoy the new chapters, 36 & 37!
My knitting project is about halfway done. Yay!
The checklist is slowly dwindling down.~
OH. Moar Jack Frost storytime, guys! So I got up yesterday and had to go to work around 12pm. So the day had warmed up by then. And you know how garages are usually warmer than outside? Well, my garage was slightly colder. I went to go get into my car to head off to work. Outside, I couldn't see my breath (despite the chilly air--roughly 40 degrees), but in the garage, I could. The wind was blowing slightly, once again nipping at my nose. A random wind managed to make its way into my garage, even though the door to my garage was in the opposite direction of the wind blowing, so all the other wind gusts were blowing against its back wall, not
into it. Anyway. So I get into my car. And guess what I see? The bottom right corner of the front window has beautiful frost on it. Nowhere else. There's NO signs of frost outside, either (on the house windows, grass, etc.), nothing on the other car in the garage. Just my car, just that corner. And then what
else do I see in my car? A few small icicles coming from the sunroof towards the passenger side! No more than an inch or two long, but still very much there and looking quite newly-formed.
So naturally, I talked to Jack, saying my hello's and how-are-you's and thank-you-for-the-cold-and-these-wonderful-work's, on top of the "I don't see why you won't talk to meeeeeee, but whatever floats your boat, just happy you're here" blahblahblah.
Dunno why I suffered from writer's block after having that experience yesterday. But something tells me Jack held me back so I could write those two chapters today.
Many thanks, Jack. Here's to you.
And I'm very sorry for making your fangirls go haywire. x3And here's a "thank you" to all of YOU, all my readers and watchers and commenters and fave-rs!!!
Yours truly,
LegendofFullmetal

Not like I can really blame him though. This is MIAMI. I was born here, have never left it, and I still can't stand the heat. I wonder what it must be like for him.
But, it's supposed to be just a little chilly tomorrow (for others, it would be considered hot as hell but for us, even a breeze is considered something out of this world) so I'm sitting here thinking, "YES. Thank you Jack! Though, I hope you don't melt.."
Well, while I was finishing up my breakfast, my little brother went out to throw away the trash. When he came back, my mother asked him, "Was it cold outside?"
I'm sitting here thinking, 'Uh yes, the news said that Jack would spare us from suffocation.'
But my brother says, "Nope, not at all!"
My world just..crashed. It wasn't the tiny little twinge of disappointment that I would usually feel.
Almost as if someone had told me my dog died, or that my crush found out I liked him and laughed at me. (I sure hope neither happen!)
Completely heartbroken, I was going through the state of pure denial.
'That can't be..he must be lying! To try to make himself look tough! Jack wouldn't bail!'
...would he?
Since my brother forgot a bag to throw away, I immediately snatched it up and ran outside.
I felt the deliciously cold breeze softly caress my face and hands; and the relief! Oh, you have no idea how happily overjoyed I was!
Twirling like the idiot I am, I shouted:
"Thank you Jack Frost!"
The scary part? The wind picked up as soon as I said that. I was like, "
And that is a seriously awesome story. :3