(Vik's version to 'Snowy Memories' aka y'all play as Jayce.. my baby.. love hm sm.. both Jayce and Vik are my scrunklies.. I'm sick rn if you can't tell..)

Snow was a rare sight in Piltover. Usually, if they were lucky, it would happen once a decade. Viktor hated the snow, it made the roads slippery and hard to walk on, even with his mobility aid. He hated winter, because it made his body hurt worse than usual. The cold air was crisp, making his chest hurt, and his joints did poorly in the cold. Usually, he even got pneumonia - at least that hadn't been the case yet. It was his saving grace, right along with being stuck in the lab with Jayce.

Ironically, winter was always their more productive season. Viktor didn't know why, and all he could do was assume it was Jayce, simply because the man seemed to churn ideas like a machine. It was concerning, but most of them were brilliant.

Except Jayce was off. There was a different way he was moving around, almost stiff and on autopilot, as opposed to his usual energetic self. Then, the window opened, letting a small amount of snow in.