Mistakes can happen at the North Pole too. Damn computers!

Disclaimer:
This is a work of fiction. Any and all references to names, products, toys, persons, etc. are entirely the work of my demented imagination. This is also set in the same plane (universe) as Bobby and Bethany. For lack of a better term, I'll call it the CarlaVerse for now

No toys were injured or kept up past their bedtimes in the making of this story.

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The second part of the increasingly poorly-titled 'Stone fox tapes', which will likely make little sense without a swift (re)read of the first part.

Synopsis:What you are about to read is a dark story that I started a bit ago. I have not finished it yet and about halfway through, you'll see my cliff notes. They are my notes explaining to me how the story goes and you all get to see exactly how my creative process works.

This is set in a Superhero universe, much like Marvel or DC characters would find themselves in, I just made my own and borrowed concepts heavily.
 

I melted as Steve, of all people wanted to buy me jewelry. He put his big strong arms around me and pulled me in to give me a goodbye peck on the cheek. I was putty in his arms and melted with his kiss on the cheek. He whispered in my ear, "Terri, see you Saturday, I will pick you up at 3, please stay for dinner and maybe you could bring your new purchase from Victoria's Secret too".

While researching Cindy and Bobbie’s adventures, I found a reference to a little event that occurred during their Christmas break when they were in high school. Some of the details weren’t available, but I think you can probably fill in what happened.

Who doesn't want to believe in magic, even if we may at times resist the idea that genie or an amulet could grant us our desires. Perhaps there is a chance of change in even the most certain of things -- like an equation?