Prompted by Anonymous: 3. Because it's actually 3 in the morning where I live and these two are the best part of season 7! ("It's three in the morning.")

Drizella groaned when she woke up to someone shaking her. There was only one other person in the loft, she knew who it was and she desperately hoped she'd just go back to sleep. However, it persisted, so Drizella sniffed the air. No fire. She perked up her ears, no sounds of a villain taking over the world outside.

"Alice," she mumbled, her eyes still closed. "Is there an emergency?"

"Nope," Alice replied, popping the p as she did.

Drizella blinked her eyes opened and looked at the alarm clock. "It's three in the morning."

"I smell snow."

She looked up at her, raising an eyebrow. "Are you on drugs?"

"No! I smell snow! Come on!"

Alice had a lot of quirks about her and Drizella knew most of them. She didn't brush her hair often, she'd rather a marmalade sandwich to a steak dinner and she often wore clothes a few sizes too big. This, however, was a new one.

Getting out of bed, the two threw on their boots, jackets and beanies, heading out of the penthouse and to the elevator, which lead them outside. Alice slid her mitten clad hand into Drizella's, letting out a content sigh.

"I don't see any snow," Drizella said, looking around.

"It's coming, don't worry."

"Can you explain this fascination to me?"

"When I was little, growing up in the tower, I once got very sick. Papa had to rush out to get me more medicine and I was all alone, feeling rather bored." Alice smiled, in spite of the clearly sad story she was telling. "I wished for something good to happen, something special. I took a nap and when I woke up, it was snowing. It was like a present, delivered just to me."

"Apparently your father didn't teach you how the weather worked."

Alice rolled her eyes. "Of course I would later find out why it snowed, but at the time, it was special. After that, every time it'd snow, it'd be like a gift being given to me. The first time I got out of the tower, it snowed. The first time we ever made love, it snowed." She shrugged. "It just seems like all the good things that happen to me, happens when it snows."

Drizella couldn't help but smile, leaning into Alice. Clearly, it was a good memory for her and she'd indulge in it. Even if it was three in the morning and freezing.

"I smell snow," Alice whispered again, just as the snowflakes began to fall from the sky. She turned to Drizella. "Worth waking up for?"

"Definitely." She kissed her, their pink noses touching. "We should go inside."

"10 more minutes?"

"5."

Alice nodded gleefully. "Deal."