I stared out from the cliff outside of Milo's cottage.
He sits with me and tells me the story of his ex girlfriend, Sariah. She sounds like a wonderful person, sweet and kind to those around her.

Shame that SkinTaker forced Milo to kill her or he'd kill Milo instead.
I listened to him, he had become less of an ass over the last few weeks.
I stared out at the grey sky and the dark ocean before us.
I had been sitting quietly when I felt something cold touch my nose, then my cheek, then I saw snow.

I looked up then smiled. "Its snowing... I havent seen snow in person..." Milo looked at me with a smirk.
"Issat so?"
I raise a brow and look at his face.
"What?" I ask him as he stands up, the snow falling hard.
"You'll see in a while, lets head back inside." He says while holding out his hand to me.

I take his hand, standing up in a wobbily fashion.

"Everytime you say that, I get a bad feeling-" I began but he silenced me and grinned. "Its good this time, I promise."

I rolled my eyes as we walked. "Somehow I sincerely doubt that-"

I couldnt take my eyes off the snow, it was so beautiful. Living by the ocean had its perks but I also lived in a warm climate so seeing snow was like witnessing the British Queen and knowing it was her.

I wasnt used to these climates still but I did love it, then I felt something impact the back of my head.
"AGH-" I ended up face first in the snow beginning to pile up on the ground.

Milo grinned cheekily behind me with a small ball of snow packed into his hand.
He had this challenging look in his eyes then it was on.

We had a snowball fight, my first ever snowball fight.

I adored it, I hadnt had this much fun since...

I stopped halfway when I felt the pang in my chest.
I was homesick, I missed the daycare and my coworkers as well as my family and friends.

Milo seemed to notice then took me by the hand, leading me back to the cottage.

I felt tearful again.
"Im sorry... I kinda killed the mood... huh?"
Milo frowned, sighing. "Need to work on your accent..."

I looked confused. "What do you mean?"
He was distracting me but it was welcome and we ditched the previous subject.

"Pirates dont talk that way... it's what gave you away." He responded.

I raised a brow. "Then how would you have me do it Pirate boy?" I mocked to which he responded with a chuckle and an invitation to learn of which I accepted.

We spent hours trying to work on this accent, I think Im doing okay and he says I sound like a rat who smokes from morning to night so...
Progress.

I asked him what the thing he wanted to "surprise" me with was then he stood up and told me to wait a minute.

I sat anxiously, Milo may have grown on me but I still had very little trust in him.
He approached me and held out some clothes.

"Try em on!"

I looked up at him, lifting up a bit of lace that was connected to whatever he was holding out to me.

He grinned. "What?"

I raised a brow. "Milo, if I put this on and find out its sexy... I will  beat your whole ass the moment I find out."

He just grins like he's funny... I know...

I pick up the clothes, go to try them on and as promised...

I whipped around and gave chase.

Milo was a fast bitch but Im small and angry so I quickly tackled him.

Wrestling in the snow is fun though in a dress... its cold.

We stopped when I got too cold, Milo was cackling like a witch and I was sneezing.
We got back inside and he looked me over.
"Hm, feels wierd to see you... looking like him but also like... that..." He says as I sip some tea then look at him with confusion before realising what he means.

I hug myself awkwardly. "It... kinda sucks... I'm in his body...
Living his life...

My breasts and whatnot came with but that's slowly changing as the porcelain covers me...

I will admit that I'm not fond of the way it looks.
I hold myself in response.

"Y...Yeah, it looks a bit wierd huh?" I ask, masking my discomfort as well as I could.

Milo didnt buy it, he sat closer to me, taking my hands and looking into my eyes.

"Listen, I dont know what you actually look like... admittedly... this is super wierd to me because I've known Percy for years so seeing him like... this? Its... different." He smiled to try and reassure me but my heart hurt so I looked down.

"..." Milo sighed. "Listen, Pearl... I know you're feeling freaked out... especially since you're not really supposed to be a puppet but we'll get through this. I cant say you can trust me but just..."
He trailed off when he saw me tearing up again and took my hands.
"Hey... don't cry...
Look, I know you're struggling and all of this is scary for you but...

You just have to tough it out okay? We can do this, Ill be right here by your side." He says softly.

I sniffled but gave a smile before we both heard a knock on the door, I went to return my clothes to the way they were and Milo went to answer the door.