Well... this is my first Jakunzel fanfiction and it was SO awesome to write a fanfiction for a beginner! XD
The reason why I wrote, is because I was inspired by a fanart of Lil Rapunzel and Jack Frost. That look SO cute, that it warms my heart! Xb
I just hope this one is good as other Jackunzel fanfictions. :-)
Chapter 1:
The winter is here
It was a beautiful morning, but too quiet for a little child's room. A little girl gets up early and rubbing her tired eyes. She gets up from her bed to see, why it lights up so much from the windows. She sat quietly her naked feet on a stone stair and quickly got chills from her head to toes.
"Ugh ... it's so cold ..." thought the little girl surprised and hurried down to the fireplace to burn some wood.
She took some thick tree trunks and put them out of breath in the fireplace. She lights some matches and put them under the tribes, so there will be fire, but it's not enough. She picked an iron spear, so she could push a log and the fire can get some air. A moment later the flames rose up and covered the entire fireplace. The girl warmed her hands carefully, but she hasn´t forgotten her curiosity of the windows.
She gathered her long golden hair up on her crossed arms so it wouldn´t get dirty and taking small steps to the big window which was the only exit. She could feel the cold, who rushed in from the window and the girl still freezes because the heat has not spread yet. She removes the latch from the window and carefully opened the window doors. And in a flash, the girl stared amazed at the white light outside...
"Mom... Mom, look! The winter is here," said the girl happily and shook her mother as long as the mother stood up.
"Okay, my sunflower, I´ve awakened..." said the mother, yawning tired when she got up from her room.
The girl pulled eagerly at her mother's arm and dragged her to the window to show her the white valley.
"Yes, my sunshine... the winter is shown woken up from the sleep..." sighed the mother gently, but doesn´t sound so amazed as the girl did.
They sat on the windowsill and watched the snowflakes that sank dancing down from the sky and the whole valley was covered with white snow that had almost nothing to look at. The girl with the golden hair followed each snowflake and signed it with her eyes, so it looks like something she has imagined.
"I wish I could go out and play..." said the girl sad, though she remembered her mother about the evil world outside.
She sighed every time a snowflake flying by, but to her fright, she got a snowflake on the tip of the nose that it tickled. Then she came to look down from the tower and was afraid when the groud was only covered in snow and the tower was 600 feet long. She crawled away from the windowsill and holding her mother tightly, the mother who chuckled and patted her encouraging.
"You know... I've always dreamed of building a snowman, when I was little..." said her mother with a deep sigh.
The girl looked up at her mother, who smiled for the first time in a winter morning, even when she has to sing the lullaby for her and her hair lights up, so her mother almost looks young. The mother puts her daughter down from her lap and goes into her room, but stopped and looked at her questioningly daughter and said, "What if I give you an exception... just today..." The girl looked confused at his mother, but when her mother took a little fur coat and waved each shoulder side which was the laundry, the girl was overwhelmingly happy and ran to her mother to hug her.
The mother stroked gently on her daughter's golden head with a smile. "Take them now, dear... then I get ready too," said her mother, while she opened a door on her bed to pick her own fur coat.
The girl binds only her long hair into a scarf, which keeps her warm and eagerly takes her fur coat. Then she sits on the windowsill and waited for her mother to pick the long rope ladder because she is the only one who knows where it is.
Some minutes later, the girl was bored a little, so she tries to snatch a snowflake. She hasps just one and had to study the small patterns, but she sighed as the snowflake melted quickly on her small hand. She took instead her sketch pad to draw the snowflake, she caught, but she couldn´t really remember what it looked like before it melted.
"I wish that the snowflake will not melt quickly when I have to draw it..." sighed the girl sadly.
Then it happened something miraculous when the wind blew too much and the little girl was just about to close the window, flew a little bit big snowflake into the living room and hovered around as easy as a feather. She reaches amazed her hand to take the snowflake and when it landed on the palm, it doesn´t melted and could see the patterns clearly as a crystal. The girl quickly took her sketchpad and drew quickly snowflake, but she's no hurry for a second. When she was finished, she was happy for her drawing and kissed on the snowflake as a thank.
Then she feels a gentle and source of feeling on the cheek and looking around quickly. She thinks that it probably just was the wind outside, so she would just close it, so the heat does not disappear. But just as she was about to close the window, she saw the falling snowflakes dance and fly around like little sparrows. And to her surprise, the snowflakes shaped into a human. The girl stared strangely at the dancing and human-like snow creature and thought it was just her imagination. But the snow creature was facing the head against the girl who got a shock, but she still looking deep into the creature´s frost blue eyes ...
"Mom! There is someone out there! "screamed the girl in tears and embraces his mother carefully.
The mother asks why she is crying and the girl pointed towards the window and the snow´s still falling softly.
"There, there, sweetheart... it was just Mr. Winter, who just has fun..." said her mother caring, smiling out the window. "Mr. Winter?" murmured the girl still terrified.
Her mother har to tell her that he is a spirit that brings snow and frost this season. The girl listened fascinated to the story, but her mother stops to tell and looking bit on the large mirror and leaves the girl disappointing.
She removes her curly tufts of hair to look a little closer at her face, but when her hand pops up on the mirror, it shows an old lady's hand and she covers it in order not to see the wrinkled hand.
"Sweetheart, Mother is a bit tired now... can´t you sing the song for me..." she says with a smile, but get the little girl to become more disappointed then ever.
But she was not protesting and getting a hairbrush, her mother is already sitting on a chair and the girl giving the brush and sit on the floor to sing while her mother brushing her long hair.
"Flower gleam and glow
Let your powers shine
Make the clock reverse
Bring back what once was mine"
As she sang the song, her hair lights as golden as the sun and the beam of light flocking from her head through the hair like a golden river. The mother brushes gently on her golden hair, and when the beam reached the mother's hand, the wrinkled skin aging into a younger skin. The light rays have also made her gray curly hair to midnight black and her face more beautiful than ever.
"I'm sorry that I haven´t kept my promise..." said her mother disappointed to her singing daughter. The girl is still singing and looked at the window, which was still open. "But I promise that we´ll do it one day..." whispered the mother bitterly and continue to brush. The girl just nodded, though she probably knew it means an eternity.
Even though it never happened, the girl otherwise was happy to see the winter coming in an early morning and she watched the snowflakes that are still floating down from the sky. She wondered if Mr. Winter was still out there, because she would like to meet him some day, but she didn´t notice the ice puddle on the windowsill and frost patterns on the window doors from the snow creature who watched her from the falling snow...
Author´s note: I know it may be annoying with all repeats of characters, but just you know... this is my first fanfiction, so I´ll start a nice beginning with characters without names yet. :-) And also a good start for two protagonists. :-)
I´m really surprise, that I made (Mother) Gothel to a nice person and raised Rapunzel as her real daughter without thinking of her as the magical flower, but even she´ll always be the bad guy... Too sad... :-(
I want to let you guys know, that the whole story is Rapunzel´s story, when I found where Jack´s story would take somewhere in the chapters...
The next chapter would coming soon...