Recently, it had started snowing in England out of nowhere, leaving many people confused, but they enjoyed the snowy season, especially the children. You were out on the mountains just to have some fun and explore a little bit since this was a perfect time to enjoy yourself for a bit.

While you were exploring the snowy mountains you decide to take a break from all the walking. You sit on the snow and decide to make a snowman to pass the time. As you’re making your snowman you hear footsteps behind you, you turn around to see a short and wide character grinning up at you.

“Hee ho! Making a snowman, I see? It looks quite good, Hee Ho!”

His tone was friendly and cheerful. He placed his hands on his wide hips and circled around you, observing you up and down. His fat and bulbous behind wobbled from the slightest movement and his plump thighs rubbed against each other. He stands in front of you and his grin widens, chuckling a little bit as he looked at you.

“You seem like a nice fellow. I’m Jack Frost, but you can call me Jack if you want.”