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Festivus in July, Fandom High front lawn, Friday afternoon

Sometime during morning workshops, when no one was paying nearly enough attention except those concerned, the Fandom High schoolgrounds had filled with snow.

For the record, "those concerned" meant Rory Gilmore and several dozen snow cone distributors from the mainland. But who wants to ruin the illusion? Students who were curious might assume that it was simply a Festivus in July miracle, or some such.

In the middle of the lawn stood a bare, aluminum pole. Festivus tradition, you know.

[Yes, the schoolgrounds have snow. I'm weathermodding and saying it's cool enough today through this evening for it to stick, and it'll melt overnight. And yes, we're having Festivus in July. For those not in the know, here is a handy Wiki link! ~~Please wait for OCD.~~ Up, yay!]

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Peter took advantage of her closeness to steal another kiss.

"Hey," Willow said, giggling and not at all really protesting. "Give that back."

"Nope," Peter said, giggling as well. "I've rightfully stolen it."

"Maybe I should steal it back then," Willow said, leaning closer in readiness to pounce.

"Maybe you should," Peter replied, leaning back the barest hair.

"I just might," Willow said, leaning closer.

"Actions speak louder than words," Peter pointed out.

Willow decided to test that by pouncing and smooching.

Which Peter had been expecting (or hoping for rather). But he was the slightest bit off-balance so there was also flailing as he tried to prevent them from falling backwards.

Willow clutched at him. Which actually didn't help with the falling so much as guarantee that if he fell, she'd go with him.

And that might have been the straw to break the camel's back so to speak as he rolled backwards, ending up with him on his back in the snow. Laughing, he managed to say "ha, my nefarious plan worked!"

Willow laughed as she lay on top of him. "Planned to fall, did you?"

"I kept you from stealing your kiss back!" Peter pointed out. "Thus victory!"

"Of course now you're trapped," Willow pointed out. "I can steal all the kisses I like."

Peter pretended to consider this. "Oh dear, whatever shall I do?" he asked, grinning widely.

"Bad day for you, really," Willow agreed, starting to lean in.

"Or a very good one," Peter pointed out, lifting his head to meet her almost halfway.

"That too," Willow agreed, and closed the distance to give him a lingering kiss.

Peter kissed her back, sighing happily. "I think it worked out quite well."

"Me too," Willow said, stealing more kisses as she spoke. "Very much. It's getting better all the time, actually."

Wrapping his arms around her to keep her close, Peter kissed her back. "Which can only be a good thing."

Willow put her hands on either side of his head to keep her balance. "A very good thing. It's all thanks to my knight. I'm slowly running out of grievances."

She kissed him again.

"Obviously I have some making up to do," Peter said, mock-sadly. "But these things must be done."

"You're so dedicated to your duty," Willow said with a smile. She nibbled his lower lip.

"How can I not be?" he asked. "With such impetus here." His hands tightened on her waist even as he 'mm'd' in response.

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