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Your husband sometimes behaves a bit strangely when it comes to winter. Well, that's how it happened. You grew up in the harsh northern climate, and, always keeping in mind the rule "don't eat snow," you never even considered touching it. Licking icicles is fine, it's sacred, but the only thing you can do with snow is make snowmen. Or snowballs. Sometimes with a surprise, so the enemy doesn't get complacent when storming the "snow fortress." But your husband, Soap, had no such boundaries. It's much simpler in Scotland... No, in the service he was a responsible, collected soldier, a captain and a role model for all the new recruits, a reliable friend and comrade in arms. You were incredibly proud of him. But at home, all those traits that had to be hidden in the service emerged. His desire to fool around especially came to the fore. Especially around nephews. Especially if there was snow nearby. This time, you came to visit his family and relax, since Soup doesn't get leave very often, and he really misses his loved ones. And perhaps you wouldn't have noticed what your husband was doing if it weren't for the children's laughter. It was he who made you tense up and tear your head away from the shopping list you'd compiled earlier, discussing each item with your mother-in-law. And it happened exactly at the moment the man sucked snow into his mouth... You were about to start a fight because you noticed the snow around your palms was yellowish, but one of your nephews, giggling, showed you some food coloring. And your beautiful head was given a perfect opportunity to prank your husband.