Authors Note: So here’s Chapter 1, all nice and rewritten. I hope its an improvment! And thanks for all the great reviews so far, you guys rock! I mean it!
I decided to change it because I got a sudden new idea about something involving his arm, and I just thought I should anyway so I could try to make it better.
So yea, again, this is my first real fanfiction ever, and the first time I’ve decided to do a big long story like this, and I’m still kinda nervous about it. But I’m glad people like it so far :)
They would make the most of this day, sheltered in their homes with barely a care in the world, their minds never bothering to wander off and wonder what was happening to those less fortunate than themselves.
Even with no snow, there was ice. It had frosted the previous night, and the frost had taken out some of the power lines, leaving some people powerless. So these people were stuck without a heater, or a TV, or hot cocoa. But even then, they could manage with their thick blankets, sweaters, and a good, old-fashioned fire.