The road was icy despite being plowed. Remy walked softly along the edge as he made his way down the street. He thought about paying Kyle a visit but thought he might be a little busy this morning.



The ice crunched under his feet with every step he made. He knew he had to be extra careful. Without warning, his arms sprang up as he nearly slipped. But he regained control.



'That was a close one,' he thought.



Up ahead of him, he spotted someone approaching. Remy smiled, knowing it was Kyle.



"What's going on?" he said cheerfully. "Quite a sight, huh?"



"Remy laughed. "Amazing. It came down pretty hard last night."



"You're not kidding." said Kyle. "I was actually on my way to get you."



"Really?"



"Yeah, I called your house earlier, but you didn't answer. So I came up to see if you were home."



"Well," said Remy, "I'm here. But do you have any shoveling or any chores to do?"



"Nope," said Kyle. "Already done. My dad bought a new snow blower last week."



"Cool," said Remy.



"Yeah, it was rather expensive, but it works like a charm."



When they reached Kyle's house, they went through the back gate.



"I have to show you this," said Kyle. "We just started on it not that long ago, but it's already coming out pretty good."



Remy looked in amazement to see a large structure made out of snow, like a small castle under construction. Scott and Bradley were there building it with shovels, spoons and other tools.



Kyle held out his arm. "What do you think?"



"That is really cool," said Remy.



Scott and Bradley stopped and waved.



"It's a snow fort," cried Kyle. "Scott helped design it. And when it's done, we'll have a snowball battle! What do you say?"



"I'd say," said Remy, "war were already declared."