"I am too." he agrees, trying to remember to talk out loud. Not always necessary, especially with her, but its a good habit.
"But one thing is missing... my annual gift to the Titans."
He focuses, eyes going blank white, hands lifting as he looks upward, and a semi-transparent dome closes over the island, and within the half-globe, it begins to snow, and ice up, creating a private winter wonderland for the princess, and the team, the snow falling just right to form snow forts and an ice skating rink naturally.
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