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[arrownomore]

Cissie should have known better, she really should have. The change in weather from the pleasantly hot to the stupidly cold was a sign that the island was up to no good again. The buildings had changed, both inside and out so any sensible person should have been wary

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[slowspeedster]

Bart needed something to do. Something to take his mind off the way the cold weather made his knee ache and that there was even less to do now. The whole place had transformed into something thought up by Theodore Geisel, and was snowing artistically to boot. If the treehouse hadn't been changed like everything else, it would have been worse, but all the solar-heated water in the world couldn't make things better.

Which was why he was spending more time in the compound where there was actual heat instead of a tiny stove. But he hadn't expected to see Cissie there, standing in a doorway.

"Hey, you going to just stay there all day?"

[arrownomore]

Bart. Of course it had to be Bart to find her like this, as if the whole thing couldn't possibly be any more embarrassing enough. Still, she had to admit that of all the choices for rescuers, he really was at the top of the list. What that said about her frame of mind... well, that could be deal with later. Very much later.

"I'm stuck," she said, wincing at how stupid it sounded. "I've tried just about everything but I can't get out."

[slowspeedster]

Bart frowned, trying to understand it.

"You think this is more of that island magic?" he said, moving alongside her, and putting an arm around her shoulders in a mostly unconscious gesture of support. "From what Kon says, it usually doesn't have our best interests in mind."

[arrownomore]

"Wait!" Cissie held her hand out, trying to keep Bart from getting himself trapped but to no avail. "Okay, I hate to say it but now? We're both trapped."

"Ugh," she groaned and leaned against him for a moment. "It's got to be. Stupid island and its stupid mistletoe. Sometimes I really hate this place."