fandomtownies | Outside MHA, Monday afternoon

Stark did not, as a general rule, enjoy the cold or the snow. But he couldn't exactly avoid either without moving somewhere with a warmer climate and he had no interest in doing that.

He had put on his ~~ridiculous~~ coat that had luckily not been lost while he was away from Fandom this last time and headed outside in spite of the weather because, well, he wanted to get something to eat. He really should have put on a hat because once he got outside there was a brief dusting of powdered sugar that landed on his head and he found himself forgetting that he disliked the snow and just thinking it was pretty and sparkly and maybe walking off into it was a good idea!

Walking off into the snow was not, of course, a good idea at this time. The candy canes were lurking, and he hadn't noticed them. Even if he had, the complete lack of peripheral vision on his right side presented a problem for him and an opportunity for the candy canes. Naturally, the candy canes took the opportunity and one hooked itself around Stark's leg and yanked. Stark, being completely unprepared for this, yelped and fell backward into the snowdrift. He flailed, sputtered, and eventually got to his feet.

He spun around once, warily eyeing the snow and the hints of red that he know noticed in it, and tried to shake the snow clinging to his coat off as he moved back onto ground that had been shoveled. That seemed safer. And warmer.

Maybe coming outside hadn't been a good idea after all.

[open, of course.]