Fourteenth Consensus

[twixt_dee_n_dum]

[There's a fair amount of bustling being done on the part of the Twins in the vicinity of the kitchen's freezer. Both of them have their heads half inside of it, and Tweedledee is shoveling things out onto the floor with both hands.]

I know I put them in here.

Sometime in January, wasn't it?

Yes. And I wrote our names on them so that no one would take them.

[A ham, several cartons of ice cream, and several bags of peas hit the floor and Tweedledum shunts them aside with one foot. It isn't until several moments, with a cry of victory, that the two emerge with several bags of snowballs each clearly marked "T AND T".]

Isn't it a little early for them though?

Nohow! This is just what we need right now. A good old fashioned snow day.

[Satisfied, the two of them flee the kitchen, leaving the behind the mess and the freezer gaping open.]

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[theothermrgray]

[Not this again.]

[Dorian's going to head to the kitchen with some mobile iceboxes he got from the closets and stock up on food. Maybe he'll close the freezer while he's at it, assuming it hasn't corrected itself when he gets there.]

[twixt_dee_n_dum]

[The freezer is still open and the Twins are no where to be seen, but the two have left behind precisely one (1) bag of snowballs. The bag is labeled "For your convenience."]

[theothermrgray]

[Well! He'll just push the bag of snowballs back into the freezer and shut the door.]

[... Actually...]

[He takes the snowballs back out and puts them in one of the iceboxes. They will keep the more perishable food items cold.]