why+it+snows

Why it Snows Deep in the cold barren wastelands of the South Pole just after the creation of man, thunderstorms raged and rain fell continuously night and day. Deep inside one of the many caves slept a huge fury gorilla called the Abominable Snowman. His logo was a bunch of white fluffy cotton. His name was Quinton and he loved his best friend Santa. This is not the Santa that most people know of today, but an extremely small fury puffball. Both were extremely upset because they were both gods and were treated like mortal men. Quinton was given the God of Snow. But neither he nor Santa knew what snow was. In fact snow was not even a real thing. And Santa, or our small puffy friend, was the God of All Small and Cute Things. It all started on day when Quinton and Santa were sleeping in their cave and Santa noticed that they haven’t been able to drink in a long time. The rain that plagued the land was full of acid, pain and death, so even a mundane task such as walking outside of their quaint cave was a painful affair. So Quinton, our usually friendly little friend, was extremely upset. He took Santa and carried him out of the cave and stormed painfully through the acid rain to the ocean. He then swam day and night till he reached the mainland and walked to Mount Olympus. He burst through the gates of Mt. Olympus and ran past all the gods and goddesses, until he came across Zeus, God of all Gods. He screamed and fought with Zeus about how him and Santa was treated like dirt and had no water and a God deserves more, until a bitter rivalry began. Punches were thrown and a massive fight ensued. Zeus thought that he and Santa did not deserve any nice things because they were gods of things that no one even believed in or didn’t even exist. No one cared about cute small things and even the smartest gods didn’t know what snow was. So both Quinton and Santa in their frustrations stormed back to the South Pole and began devious plan to get back at Zeus. Once they had returned to the South Pole they sought out to create a spell that could be cast upon the world. Once finished they cast out the spell and it turned all cold water into ice. After hearing this on Mt. Olympus Zeus was enraged. He gathered the smartest Gods in an attempt to reverse the cast spell, but was to avail. So back on the South Pole Santa and Quinton both learned how to melt the newly found ice. And Santa told Quinton that the new white balls falling from the sky should be called snow. Quinton thought that the idea was amazing and called it snow. So for long ever after people have come to love the snow. But high up on Mount Olympus Zeus hated it and feared it. The new God of Snow was extremely happy with his new life of snow. And Santa loved it too and Quinton and Santa lived happily ever after.