Fall lay on the couch, reading her favorite book over again, probably for the hundredth time or so. The smell of flowers filled the room while Spring tended her garden. She ran her hand over an empty space and a small green sprout appeared from the dirt. She waved her fingers over it and rain fell from her fingertips, causing the sprout to grow bigger and a couple buds flowered. Spring smiled sweetly and stood up, backed up, and admired her work.
The door flew open and a cold gust blew in and Fall looked over the edge of her book with only slight curiosity. Winter waltzed in, out of breath but a smirk curled up the corner of his mouth in a triumphant but evil way. Frost trailed across the floor while Winter stepped across to where fall was reading.
Fall raised her eyebrows and looked up at her brother. "Yes?" She asked, not really wanting to be disturbed.
"I've found them." He grinned, pushing her book down so she wasn't able to read it anymore.
"Found what?" She wondered.
"Not what, w