A/N: The consequences of boredom…sorry if it sucks. I know it does. I know it. It really does. But I hope some of you are amused a little bit. I was just bored and well…yeah.

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The hysterical chuckling of both Beavis and Butt-head got under the skin of all of the people they passed by. Just a second of the maniacal laughing was like purgatory. It seemed like the duo were laughing at literally nothing, since anything hardly ever happened and whatever did happen wasn't funny at all; it would be as funny as a cat walking across the street. To them, it was exceptionally comical.

That mid-November day was especially cold and even through Beavis' chattering the two were chuckling in such a menacing and irritating manner.

"Uh Butt-head," Beavis grunted. "it's like, kinda…what's that word?"

Butt-head chuckled. "What word?"

"That word when like, heh heh, when you're like… not hot."

"Uhhh huh huh huh. When you're like cold, dumbass."

It was almost as though Beavis was enlightened. "Oh yeah, yeah. Heh heh, I'm like, cold."

"Suck it up, bunghole." Butt-head replied, chuckling again.

Beavis merely chuckled and continued to walk home, and the two made it closer, chuckling like madmen, until suddenly a dry, white and ultimately unfamiliar flake landed on the nose of Beavis.

"AH!" Beavis yelled, eyes widening.

Butt-head chuckled.

"Uh…." He started. "What's that?"

"AH! AH! Get it off, get it off!"

"It's off, butt-munch." Butt-head replied coolly.

"Where'd it go? Get it off!"

Jesus Christ. It was just a snowflake.

The next day, both Beavis and Butt-head arose to see an outside ground covered in snow. When the two were acquainted, before walking to school, they had exchanged chuckles and walked side by side, teeth chattering in the cold weather as they, did not, and were not, dressed appropriately for the temperature.

"Damnit Beavis, this all your fault."

Beavis dare not argue. He merely chuckled and said "hey Butt-head. What's this white stuff?"

"Uhhh…. Huh-huh-huh. I dunno."

"Oh. Heh heh heh."

The two walked side by side, they started to kick the snow, and they were damn near freezing in the weather. They'd approached so close to the school but were almost petrified in the negative temperatures so both of them stopped and noticed a shorter path in which they would reach their destination.

"H-h-h-hey Beavis," Butt-head stuttered in the cold, chuckles never ceasing.

"Y-yeah Butt-head?"

"Why don't we like, uhhhh huh huh huh, cross the road from here. And like, get to school without like, being cold."

"Yeah yeah." Beavis grunted, adding the additional 'heh heh heh.'

The idea had been marked by exceptional intelligence, for Butt-head, and it had been an unspoken genius, almost, to have such cunning and clever ideas flow through the brains of these fellows. And so, Beavis was honored to have been the first to try out such a witty idea and immediately began walking first. He started to walk, and all went fine until he immediately sank into the snow-filled valley between the paved street and road.