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Snow Dogs
"It's snowing, Inuyasha," Sesshomaru announced early in the morning.
"Really?" Inuyasha mumbled from under the covers, where he was feeling all comfortable and toasty.
In the old days, the half-demon had not liked winter much. The cold had made life miserable for his human friends, and even his own bare feet sometimes felt the chill when he had to be outdoors for days. Although the modern age had made things better, thanks to good footwear, indoor living and central heating, he still had no particular appreciation for winter.
"It looks like it will be coming down for a while," Sesshomaru observed, looking up into the sky. "By tonight, there should be quite a lot of snow on the ground."
"That's nice," Inuyasha muttered uninterestedly.
"Come on, Inuyasha, don't you like the snow?"
"Well... maybe we can make a snow dog again this year," Inuyasha suggested, perking up a bit, when he remembered the fun in the snow last Christmas.
"Why bother making one when you have one right here already?" Sesshomaru remarked, wrapping his snowy white limbs, mokomoko and hair all around Inuyasha.
"Because when I try to pummel you into shape, you hit back," Inuyasha replied.
"So you'd rather pummel the snow instead?" Sesshomaru murmured. "Well, I suppose we can make a snow dog, especially with this much white stuff pouring from the sky," Sesshomaru said.
***
By evening, there was at least a foot of snow on the ground, and more was coming down. A few children with their parents, and some young couples, were already outdoors, building all kinds of snow-things within the garden-compound of the apartment complex. Some were even working on snowmen on the pedestrian sidewalks around the complex.
"Let's go!" Inuyasha said, heading out the door, only to be called back by Sesshomaru.
"Scarf, Yasha. And gloves," the elder brother reminded him.
"We don't need... oh."
"Yes – 'oh'," Sesshomaru echoed him. "We don't want to stick out too much, remember? We should try not to look too alien to the shivering humans we live among."
So they wrapped up sensibly in coats, scarves, woolly hats and gloves before going downstairs.
"Here's a free spot," Inuyasha called out to Sesshomaru, leading the way to one end of the garden. "Should be big enough for our snow dog."
"How big a dog are you planning to build?" Sesshomaru asked, casting an eye around the generous space they had.
"Oh, nothing too big – just your regular snowman-sized snow dog."
"What breed will we be doing this year? Last year's Afghan Hound didn't look that great."
"Let's try a Rottweiler this time," Inuyasha chirped. "One with a big snarl on its face."
"That's not very Christmassy," Sesshomaru remarked.
"Neither was the Afghan Hound frothing at the mouth. You and I don't celebrate Christmas anyway, so what's the big deal?"
"Hmm. All right."
So they started building their snow dog, first packing the slushier snow tight to form the torso, for they had agreed that a Rottweiler lying down Sphinx-like would be a better project than the overly challenging one of a standing dog.
"The torso's too long already," Sesshomaru said, standing back for a better look. "That's either going to be one enormous snow-Rottweiler, or we'll have to turn it into a Dachshund."
"We'll make it enormous," Inuyasha replied, continuing to pack the snow on tightly.
"I'll do the front legs," Sesshomaru offered, packing his handfuls of snow into two hard ridges that extended straight out from the enormous torso.
"Eh... the legs are too thin..." Inuyasha commented, stepping away from the snow dog for perspective. "It looks more like a headless, overweight, oversized Whippet."
"I'll make them bigger," Sesshomaru answered, packing on so much snow onto the ridges that Inuyasha frowned.
"The two legs have turned into a fat uni-leg," the younger brother complained.
"If you think you can do better, do it yourself. I'll shape the hind legs," Sesshomaru grumbled.
So Inuyasha set about dividing up the two ridges while Sesshomaru fashioned the thighs and hind paws of the dog.
After a few minutes, they both stepped back for a better look.
"Inuyasha, those things don't even look like legs any more," the taiyoukai said critically. "It looks like a headless dog impaled by two poles."
"And your hind legs look like something off a barbecued turkey."
They glared at each other before returning to the dog to scale down or size up whatever needed correcting.
"Who's going to work on the head?" Inuyasha asked after a while.
"You do it. I did the Afghan Hound's last year and you complained that it looked like a self-portrait – which it did not – so I'm not making the head this year," Sesshomaru answered tersely.
"Fine. But you do the neck."
While Sesshomaru moulded some snow over one end of the torso to make a beefy, muscular neck, Inuyasha gathered a large lump of snow and packed the centre hard. After that, he rolled it about in the snow on the ground to increase its size. The half-demon then positioned the ball on the neck before carefully sculpting it to form the dog's facial features and ears.
Once every few minutes, he would glance doubtfully at Sesshomaru's work on the hindquarters and the stump of a tail.
When they both felt satisfied with their respective ends, they stood up and stepped back again. A few moments of tense silence were followed by Sesshomaru's tactless remark: "Inuyasha, it looks like a skewered snow pig."
"Does not," was Inuyasha's instinctive response.
"It does too."
"If you're so good at it, you fix it," Inuyasha snapped.
Sesshomaru promptly decapitated the pig, and started work afresh on another head, which he placed on the neck and shaped till he was happy with it.
"There you go," the taiyoukai pronounced. "Rottweiler."
"You've got to be kidding. That's not the head of a Rottweiler. That's the head of an orang utan wearing ear muffs."
"It is not an orang utan," Sesshomaru replied, offended.
"Well it looks like one from where I'm standing."
"Maybe you should stand somewhere else."
"Okay," said Inuyasha, changing position. "Oh, you're right – it doesn't look like an orang utan from here any more – now it looks like a tuskless walrus with headphones on."
Maybe we should each work on our own snow dog and see which one turns out better," Sesshomaru growled.
"Fine with me," Inuyasha snapped. "You go shape your own torso over there. I made this one."
"Very well. I wouldn't want any of your unaesthetic features on my dog anyway."
"And I don't want yours on mine," Inuyasha declared, beheading the walrus-orang-utan hybrid and plonking the intact head down on the ground near where Sesshomaru was starting to build his own snow dog's torso. "You can reuse that, but I'm axing your turkey legs from my dog."
As Inuyasha retrieved the decapitated pig's head and worked on recycling it for use atop his snow torso, he noticed that Sesshomaru was building a particularly large base for his snow dog. To his annoyance, Sesshomaru's dog began to tower over his own even though both were lying down.
"Hey, keep your dog out of my dog's airspace," the half-demon growled.
"It's not my problem if your dog is stunted," Sesshomaru snapped.
"Stunted? Really?" Inuyasha snarled. "Well, watch this!"
It meant pinching off the pig's head again and sacrificing the front legs they had built earlier, but he now had the chance to alter the whole scale of his project. Soon, his dog's torso was as massive as Sesshomaru, and the two still-headless snow dogs were well positioned for confrontation, their torsos pointing towards each other.
With their demon strength and speed, the brothers packed on snow and yet more snow so solidly that the torsos of the two figures began to feel more like solid ice, and started to assume the scale of Ancient Egyptian mega-statuary.
Forgetting that they did not want to attract too much attention or stand out from the humans they were disguised as, their competition escalated until the rest of the people in the compound stopped work on their own snowball fights, snowmen and snow castles to stare in disbelief at the two massive figures taking shape at the bottom of the garden.
The heads of the pig and the orang utan-walrus cross were now too disproportionately small to be used on the gigantic torsos, so they were put aside on the ground like the remains of sacrificial offerings to the hulking dog gods hunkering over them.
The new heads soon went atop the new necks of the snow statues, with their makers having to leap onto the backs of their snow beasts to position the boulder-sized snowballs.
Chip, chip. Mould, mould. Hack, hack. Melt-and-shape, melt-and-shape. So went the contest, and before long, something that looked rather like a one-headed Cerberus was snarling into the face of what looked like Anubis gone rabid.
"See?" declared Inuyasha triumphantly. "That's a Rottweiler! Yours looks nothing like one!"
"Yours does not look like a Rottweiler. It still looks like a demented pig. I didn't like the idea of a Rottweiler to begin with, so I've built a statue of myself. This time it truly is a self-portrait," Sesshomaru growled.
"Bullshit," Inuyasha snapped, glaring at the jackal-like creature. "It looks nothing like you. It looks like a prehistoric armadillo."
"Nonsense. I do not look like a prehistoric armadillo."
"Well, how about we ask the folk here to judge the snow dog and snow armadillo, huh?" Inuyasha said angrily. "Hey, you people – yeah, all of you staring with your mouths open – you tell us which one looks more like a dog!"
The people were starting to back away, for most of them were familiar with the prickly characters of the two notorious penthouse residents-cum-complex-owners, and dreaded their tantrums and fights.
"Uhm... I really couldn't say..." one woman was forced to mumble, after being cornered by Inuyasha.
"I'm not a very good judge of snow figures," said another person.
"I, er, know nothing about dogs."
"Well, I guess they both look rather like dogs... after a fashion..." someone ventured haltingly.
Inuyasha pounced on the man who had said that, and pressed him for more. "Come on," said the half-demon. "You can do better than that. Let's have an honest opinion."
"Honestly?" the man said, with a quaver in his voice.
"Yes, honestly," Sesshomaru said threateningly.
"I... uh... well, I think... they're really unbelievably big..."
"And?" Inuyasha prompted.
"And they really... you know... it's just that they... well, they're really just..."
"Just what?" Sesshomaru asked.
"They're really just... kind of... scary."
An icy silence fell over all the people gathered in the garden.
"They're scary?" Inuyasha finally asked.
"Um, yes, in my opinion," whispered the man, before sidling away, accompanied by everyone else scurrying after him before fire and brimstone hailed down on them all.
Left alone in their corner of the garden, the two brothers walked up to their masterpieces and stared up at them.
"Isn't scary good?" Inuyasha mused aloud.
"I would think so," Sesshomaru agreed. "Scary helps you survive like nothing else does."
"Though yours still looks like an armadillo on steroids."
"And yours still looks like a crazed pig."
"It is not a pig," Inuyasha said emphatically, scooping up a handful of snow and mashing it onto the top of Sesshomaru's head.
Sesshomaru replied by also scooping up a handful of snow, packing it tight, and sending it whizzing at Inuyasha.
"Missed!" Inuyasha shouted gleefully, dancing under his own snow dog, until his brother's second snowball smashed right into his face.
The snowball fight then went into full swing, but finally, Sesshomaru lost his temper, strode menacingly through the hailstorm of chilly missiles, picked up the smaller pig's head from the first snow-dog round, and dumped it over Inuyasha's head.
Inuyasha retaliated by doing the same to him with the bowling ball-sized walrus-orang-utan head.
"You miserable, overgrown..." Inuyasha began to growl, only to taper off as he and Sesshomaru heard an ominous creak above them.
They looked up just as the great heads of the two snow beasts they had built, creaking under their own weight and poorly balanced on the misshapen necks under them, cracked at their bases and smashed right over both of them.
Inuyasha gasped as the boulder of snow shattered over him, and when it was over, he muttered a quiet "Ow".
Sesshomaru was too dignified to say "Ow" from beneath the remains of his own boulder-sized head, but he found the experience as unpleasant as his brother did.
They both growled at the snow and at each other, then stomped back to their apartment, taking two separate routes and meeting again at the front door.
***
The frosty silence thawed a little over dinner, mostly because one of the many companies that considered them their best clients had sent over a massive hunk of roast prime rib as a Christmas present.
They ate two thick slices of it in a fairly peaceable silence, rose from the table when they were done, and went about their own after-dinner routines. As Sesshomaru settled down in the living room with a good book, Inuyasha came out of the kitchen bearing spoons and a dish of something.
"This is dessert," the half-demon stated.
When he placed it on the coffee table, it proved to be a perfectly round ball of snow from downstairs, decorated with adzuki beans and chocolate fudge to make a face, complete with eyes, ears, nose and whiskers.
"Now that's a Rottweiler," Inuyasha declared defiantly.
Sesshomaru's hackles rose for a second, before the sensible part of his nature thought better of starting yet another fight. He calmed himself, then simply picked up his spoon quietly at the same time as Inuyasha picked his up, and replied: "Yes, it is."
They ate the snow dog, and went to bed.
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Note: Merry Christmas and Happy New Year to everyone!
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