Walking outside, it was already impossible to distinguish where the flaming bacon had been thrown, and the blizzard had let up some. Sunset could see a nice, big plume of smoke emerging from the back of Seth's Yugo.
"After what happened last year," Autumn said, "I'm driving to the airport."
"What happened last year?" Sunset asked, trying to open the frozen-shut passenger door to the Yugo.
"I got cocky and gunned it."
"We almost slid off of the road!"
"HEY!" a voice called out, easily recognizable by Sunset as Rainbow Dash, "What the hell are you doing, making them feel sorry for you!"
"Rainbow Dash!" Sunset got out before Seth stepped in.
"What the hell are you doing!?"
For a guy, Seth had no measurable upper-body strength.
"Why are you taking her in!?"
''Why not!?"
"She's Anon-a-miss!!"
"No she isn't, and if she is," Seth turned to her, finding Autumn holding the former-homeless teen, then turned back to Dash, "Anon-a-miss is gonna have what's probably gonna be her first real Christmas!"
"Oh God! You REALLY feel sorry for her!?"
"Let me tell you something, asshole! Last night, my cousin and I were driving home and I almost HIT her! She said she was going home!"
"To a damn warehouse," Autumn added, "at 11:30 at night, on CHRISTMAS EVE, and in five-degree weather? HELL NO!!"
"How would you have liked it if it were you and we just left you there!?" Seth finished.
"UGH!!" Rainbow said, defeated as she stormed off back down the road, going to her original destination.
"You'd do that for me?" Sunset asked."
"We're family, now," Seth said, "So, unless you want to stay here and get hypothermia in the yard instead of going with us to Russialand..."
"I'm ready. Also...?"
"I don't drive in blizzards if I'm with her," he pulled a pocketknife out and stabbed at the ice between the panel gaps until it fell out, "Front or back?"
"Front, next to the vents."
They quickly piled into the packed car before Autumn slowly made her way to the airport, averaging around twenty-five or thirty miles per hour.
"Say what you want about women being crazy drivers," Autumn said after a two-hour-long drive to the airport, "but I think I'm better than most guys when it comes to snowstorms."
"I can't disagree with that," Seth said, getting everyone's luggage as she killed the engine.
The inside of the airport was a mess in and of itself.
"I'll get an extra flight ticket for Sunset," Autumn said.
"Oh!" Seth said as soon as his cousin was out of earshot, "Sunset, I want to help you set up your phone."
"What about the laptop?"
"The phone has to be connected to the laptop for it to work. It's basically an attachment to your phone. Every Windows-based computer I've had at some point started flipping out on me," he said, taking out the phone, putting it into the "laptop's" cradle, and powering it on, "Okay, first, it's just gonna ask you the same questions a regular computer would, but then I'll have to connect it to the cell towers."
"Okay," she replied, going through the "Welcome to Windows Continuum" questions, then stopping at the SIM network screen, returning the laptop to Seth, who took a minute to program it to the phone's cell service.
Soon, it rebooted and went to the desktop, "And that's it?" Sunset said, "How much did this cost? A phone and laptop in one?"
"Does it matter? It's Christmas. Go ahead and get used to it."
Seeing as how she was defeated in the argument, she took time to play around and get adjusted with it as Autumn came back.
"Leave in 30. The weather should be cleared up some by then, and they're trying to melt the snow on the runway."
Aeroflot Flight 15 to Moscow, now boarding at gate 12B. Departure time in 45 minutes.
As soon as Sunset put her laptop in her bag, they grabbed their luggage and went for the plane.
"You'll love Russia," Autumn said, "Aunt Natasha and Uncle Ivan are the absolute best to be around at Christmas!"