Snowmen were a must in snow, right? Bo should be good at building snowmen - or so she told herself since she grew up in Toronto where snow fell yearly. Today, however, it seemed as if she couldn't quite get the proportions right. Maybe it was the foreboding knowledge the second test was coming - the machine for such a thing had been created, but it didn't seem to be ready to work, despite the magic imbued to it.

Bo sat back and looked at the small, pitiful snowman. With a sigh, she toppled it over and decided to try again from scratch.