'the little mermaid' could have been a much better story

who: medea and reiz
where: mshs side yard
when: morning

Medea had to admit, she thought the idea of the snow sculptures thing was interesting. She was generally artistic by nature, so it appealed to certain parts of her. The ones that had popped up in the side yard were interesting, though she thought they said more about the mentality of the average high school student rather than anything else. Things were telling. For her own creation, she'd done something she knew would appeal to Porter.

She hadn't done a superhero theme or anything, but she'd taken a classic story. Since she'd gotten a spot by a huge plowed snowbank, she'd carved into the side of it. It had taken her since they'd announced the idea in the first place, but she was alright with that. It meant she hadn't gotten time to catch up with her sister much if at all, but Isabelle was busy with her own things anyhow. Medea was busy on her own track.

She'd carved out a little 'cave' in the side of the bank, and had done basically a dark version of the little mermaid. The mermaid was out in front of the cave, sitting on a 'rock' with bones scattered around the base of it, and there were many inside the 'cave' as well. It wasn't as detailed as she would have wanted it to be, but it was at the very least halfways decent, in her own opinion. She was of course, working off of mermaid lore she'd dug up in the library that said they were flesh eaters. (Well, that and supposedly if you ate their flesh you became immortal, but that was a harder theme to put into a snow sculpture.)

Perhaps her own sculpture spoke more of her own psyche as well. Standing back, she surveyed the scene once again, like she did every day when she got out there, before she started to work at it again.