[Well, let's just say that Heather's sufficiently recovered from her scare with the corpse in the backroom... maybe her manager was in fact able to get rid of the body, and maybe gave her the day off to recover from the trauma or something.]
[Either way, she's plodding along through the snow in her coat and Appropriately Silly Winter Hat (tm), when she spots a familiar gargantuan metal construction looming over the bare treetops.]
[... And holding a giant handful of snow.]
[... WELL THEN.]
[Heather is fully aware that what she's about to do is pretty stupid and may in fact result in severe injury, but she wouldn't be Heather if she let things like that stop her from doing them.]
[There's a characteristic PIFF and patter of snow as a MUCH-SMALLER snowball comes sailing up from the ground a short distance away and strikes Ironhide's arm.]
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[Either way, she's plodding along through the snow in her coat and Appropriately Silly Winter Hat (tm), when she spots a familiar gargantuan metal construction looming over the bare treetops.]
[... And holding a giant handful of snow.]
[... WELL THEN.]
[Heather is fully aware that what she's about to do is pretty stupid and may in fact result in severe injury, but she wouldn't be Heather if she let things like that stop her from doing them.]
[There's a characteristic PIFF and patter of snow as a MUCH-SMALLER snowball comes sailing up from the ground a short distance away and strikes Ironhide's arm.]
[He's a pretty big target.]
[She just couldn't resist.]