"They're gone!" Peter shouted.

He noticed a note on the table. It read:

   Peter,

          We went outside to play. Join us on the beach.

                                              ~The Guys

"Outside to play?" Peter questioned, stressing "play".

He thought it was odd to bring the instruments onto the beach. He took a quick shower, got dressed and ate breakfast, oddly doing all without looking out a window once. At 9:15 he headed out of the back door onto the sand. Only when he stepped down he wasn't stepping on sand. He thought it was unusually whiter than usual. All of a sudden, something slightly hard and very cold met the side of his face.

"Haha! Got'cha mate!" Davy yelled and ran off.

"Snow?" Peter questioned. "huh. Who'da 'thunk' it?"

Then, Davy threw another snowball, knocking a startled Peter over onto the cold ground. He got up and chased Davy down the beach. He finally caught up and got his revenge.

He turned Davy into a snowman.

THE END