The winter village was nice. The snow was nice. It was pretty. Andy got to wear cute scarves and silly hats. That was nice. Mumble was here. IT was pretty ok, right? She should be annoyed that she couldn't walk and now it was ten times harder to move in her wheelchair and the tank that she had been depending on was back home in her office and WHO KNOWS where water is around here...
The snow was really pretty and Mumble was here. It was going to be ok. They'd figure it out. Thankfully Andy's tail was pretty well adjusted to cold, although she was grateful for the blanket she'd brought to drape over it. Despite being in a magical place, people still seemed to think a mermaid hanging around on land in a wheelchair was an odd sight to say the least. Getting to the hot chocolate place was an effort, but they were there now and Andy was excited. She was wearing an ugly sweater that she thought was hilarious and bought previously and a large scarf with pockets for her hands. On her head she had a knit cap with a penguin design on it.
She was grinning a bit madly at Mumble, her eyes wide with excitement. Andy, in fact, had only had hot chocolate a few other times. They didn't have hot chocolate in Atlantica. "I'm so excited!" She squealed, as if that wasn't already obvious.