9 - Frosty
Written for theoc_fiction advent challenge. 100 words!!! \o/
“Fwosty.”
“Frosty.”
“Fwosty.”
“No,” Seth said as he pointed at the paused television screen. “That is Frosty. Frosty the Snowman.”
“Fwosty!” Sophie screamed before she began to sniffle.
Ryan picked her up, gave her a kiss, and ran his hand through her hair soothingly.
“Seth… Stop,” Ryan said, glaring.
“Not until she learns to say Frrrrrosty,” Seth said, emphasizing the ‘r’.
“Fwosty?” Sophie asked, looking up at Ryan with unshed tears in her eyes.
“She is saying it,” Ryan said angrily. “Just play the movie!”
"Fine,” Seth said as he pressed play. “But I get to call you Wyan then.”
“Fwosty.”
“Frosty.”
“Fwosty.”
“No,” Seth said as he pointed at the paused television screen. “That is Frosty. Frosty the Snowman.”
“Fwosty!” Sophie screamed before she began to sniffle.
Ryan picked her up, gave her a kiss, and ran his hand through her hair soothingly.
“Seth… Stop,” Ryan said, glaring.
“Not until she learns to say Frrrrrosty,” Seth said, emphasizing the ‘r’.
“Fwosty?” Sophie asked, looking up at Ryan with unshed tears in her eyes.
“She is saying it,” Ryan said angrily. “Just play the movie!”
"Fine,” Seth said as he pressed play. “But I get to call you Wyan then.”