Danny rolled his eyes and held up a hand in surrender. "Fine, but you get feel my cold clammy feet all night after this snow soaks right into my socks..." he muttered and stepped into the snow carefully.
"That's fine by me." Flack said, pulling danny down the snowy path.
After a few minutes of smiling and walking, Don got an idea. Smiling to Danny, he gave his hand a squeeze. "Hey, wait here. I'll be right back!" As he let go Don rushed off the path and jumped over a small hill, running down the side and out of sight of Danny.
Danny gaped after Don, watching him hurry off and wondering just where he thought he was going after dragging Danny down the snowy trail and getting his socks wet.
About a half a minute passed before Danny got any answer to what Don was doing in the form of a double-fist-sized ball of snow landing squarely in his chest. As Don peered over the top of the snowbank, he watched to see the look on Danny's face with a giddy grin plastered on his face.
Danny flinched when the snowball hit him in the chest and he brushed it off his clothing. "the hell.." he muttered looking up at Don who was smiling like an idiot. Danny threw his arms out to his side. "You stopped us for this?!" he called to Don.
Poking his head up to check to see if Danny was prepared to retaliate, Don smirked at Danny's competative nature. Chucking another snowball at the CSI, Don watched to see if he'd hit.
Danny managed to narrowly avoid the second shot and retaliated. He smiled when it caught Don in the shoulder and started making a second snow ball, this time chasing after Don to get a better shot.
Opening his mouth in a mute yelp, Don's eyes widened as the bits of snow trickled down the back of his shirt. "Aw, that's it!" Don called as he grabbed Danny and pushed him town onto the ground, allowing himself to be dragged with him. With a devilish smile, Don grabbed a handfull of snow and tossed it onto Danny.
Danny yelped as he fell to the ground and squirmed like a mad man as the snow Don tossed at him made its way under some articles of clothing. "Ah! Ahh!" he cried, "It's cold! Quit! It's cold!"
Danny sat up and dusted himself off a little before taking a small handful of snow and stuffing it under Don's shirt. "Just for that girl comment." he grinned.
With a yelp and a gaping mouth, Flack shut his eyes tightly, recouperating from the direct hit. "You play dirty, Messer." Flack added as he rolled over, on top of him. Placing another slight kiss on the man, Flack landed a direct hit, scooping up a handful of snow and stuffing it into Danny's pants.
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