#slava is what mirko exclusively calls him
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starxscream · 3 years ago
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I wrote this at 2am if theres any spelling or grammatical errors no there isnt<3
Anyways. Vague ass Mirko and Chilly lore moments
"Aw c'mon bud, talk to me! It was just a lil joke!"
Snow crunches beneath the duo's feet, the shorter stomping ahead angrily while the taller lags behind, calling out to him.
There's no response from the shorter snowman, just an angry huff.
"Slavaaaaa pleaaaase forgive meeee…" The taller pathetically whines, shoulders slumping and dragging his feet through the snow.
There is still only silence.  The taller snowman sighs to himself, head tilting to the side, watching Slava stomp forwards towards their destination.
"Slava…" He takes a deep breath, his face falling, picking up his pace to try and catch up to the other snowman, "I'm sorry okay? It was just a prank 'n if I took it too far I'm sorry."
There's a brief moment that Slava hesitates, glancing back behind him for a mere second before rolling his eyes and turning away.
"I mean it Slava." He finally catches up to the shorter snowman, hand slipping to cover Slava's and hold him in place.  "You're my best friend.  I wouldn't hurt you on purpose, so please tell me what's wrong."  A smile works it's way back onto his face, "I'll keep annoying you till you do anyways so it'd quit while you're ahead.  Can't get rid of me that easily!"
The stomping comes to a stomp at his admittance, Slava remaining still while the other continues to speak.  A hand briefly moves to tug a scarf up further along his face, but the tell-tale sign of a faint blush laces his cheeks, other hand squeezing the other's just a bit tighter.
"...It's fine. I forgive you Mirko."  Finally mumbling out a few words, Slava continues to not look at his friend directly, flustered.
Mirko's smile grows wider, moving his hand from Slava's to wrap around the smaller shoulders and pull Slava into him.  There's a soft 'oomph', Mirko leaning down to wrap his arms around the smaller snowman.
"Slaaaavaaaaa you're so niiiiiiice…" He dramatically drawls before laughing, Slava's flush worsening yet not entirely resisting being pulled around.
The laughter stops, "I mean it though." Mirko's smile gets softer, "Dunno what I'd do without ya! You really are my best friend."
There's a scoff from Slava, "Well my best friend is the peace and quiet at home." He quips, trying not to let Mirko see the smile working on his face.
"OGH- I'm wounded Slava, truly wounded, my best friend leaving me out to melt-" Mirko dramatically exclains, faking betrayal before snorting.  Slava unable to keep in his giggles. 
Mirko keeps an arm around Slava, the other making grand gestures as he continues to speak and laugh.  Slava snorted right along with him and showed no intent of pulling away.  Completely comfortable with each other.
There is a brief moment.
Mirko looking down at his smaller friend.
Speaking words, genuine from the heart, yet without thinking.
"I can promise you now Slava, I'll be by your side till the very end."
Knowing they'd be together forever.
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"Sl-Slava…?" Mirko weakly calls, head throbbing in agony.  Sight dark and empty, unable to see anything in a muddled haze.
The whole world spun, Mirko's entire body aching in agony, lacking the strength to pull himself to his feet.
"Slava!" Mirko calls again, hands feeling around in the snow, trying to find his friend.  "Where are you!?" Panic rising in his voice.
He knew his eyes were open.
But why couldn't he see?
Why was everything so dark?
Why…
Why wasn't...Slava answering him?
A sob threatens to rise in Mirko's throat, using every ounce of strength left in his being letting out strangled cries out for his friend.
Crying out for the person in the world he cared about most.
Blind hands feeling for him, dragging his broken body across the ground.  Where. Where. Where.
"SLAVA! PLEASE!" He cries.  Hand falling onto a slope he could not see, stumbling forward and rolling down the hill until slamming into a tree.  Mirko screeched in pain, slumping over into the snow.
Finally, the sobs rip from his throat, unable to bring himself to move any further.
"Slava…" A pathetic whine.a
"Please- please come back."
"Please Slava- please don't leave me."
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