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Willow gradually made a massive snowball about three to four times the size of a person.
She crossed her arms and spoke with a sneer, “You call that a head? With that tiny ball? Honestly... you’re kind of lame, Dad.”
“Dad...”
“Ahem. Cough! Ahem! That just slipped out. Anyways, you really are lame.” She scoffed and laughed at the ball of snow Davey had rolled.
It was a little overdone, but she didn't know that he had been controlling his speed and intentionally letting her win from the start.
With her teasing voice as a soundtrack, he slowly finished his own snowball and gently placed it on top of hers.
“Looks boring, right? That's why you decorate a snowman. Like with this.” He snapped some nearby branches to make arms, eyes, a nose, a mouth, and eyebrows.
Willow, fully immersed in her first building experience, began to show the dedication of a master sculptor, lost in concentration.
“No! That's not right! If you do it like that, the eyes will be uneven! And why are you touching the arm again?! Don't you know where the joints go?!”
Willow flew around, giving orders like a dictator to Perserque and Davey.
After a long time...
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