Okay, so this is going to be a sort-of short story, maybe a bunch of one-shots with a few different arcs and individual stories. It's obviously going to be Rise of the Guardians, Tangled, How to Train Your Dragon and Brave crossover... because they fit together so well :)

Also, I haven't really written in about 18 months... so bare with me! Enjoy!

It was cold, the snow. Beautiful, shining, luminescent beneath the moon's rays.

Cold. So very cold.

But he didn't feel it, didn't know how anyone could hate the snow. The frost.

A single snowflake drifted down to the surface of the frozen lake, alighting gently and disappearing. It was perfect. Unique. But alone. There were never two exactly the same. He saw to that.

Just because no-one could see him didn't mean he wasn't there. And if they couldn't see him, he made sure they could see what he could do... to see the smiles on their faces. He had decided, all those years ago when the moon created him, that he would smile.

There was no gain in being sad. Or lonely. That wasn't who he was.

He was unique. But alone.

Jack sighed, shoulders drooping beneath his cloak. He was lounging in one of the highest branches of a tree, the branches much too thin to bear his weight... but they did. He was as insubstantial as a snowflake, after all.

The day had been spent as all his days... and he was bored as hell.

"What I wouldn't give for someone to talk to..." he murmured, not even noticing he was speaking out loud. He would have gone insane years ago if it had bothered him. Glancing up, his eyes immediately sought out the cold face of the moon. It was full that night.

Jack liked to think that meant the Man in Moon was looking at him, that someone actually knew and – somewhat – cared that he existed. But it had been almost ten years since he had come to be, yet no-one had acknowledged him, apart from a tiny little fairy that had merely run into him, squeaked angrily, and disappeared before he could catch it. It probably would have bitten him though.

An uncomfortable feeling began to travel up his spine, and he shifted with a grimace. Just because he was bored didn't mean he wanted an annoying itch! Argh, it was getting worse!

Growling, jack leaned forward and reached behind him, scratching irritably as his back. But it didn't help. He frowned, eye twitching. It was seriously starting to annoy him! And it was spreading! Though now it was more of a burn. Pulling up his shirt, he twisted, trying to look at his back.

Then, as suddenly as the burn began, it disappeared. Frowning, Jack began to lean back again, when a sudden, almost painful burn began in his chest. Gasping, he pressed his hand to his breast, trying to will the burn to leave... when he got a sudden feeling. A feeling that something was wrong.

But what?

The burn eased, and Jack stood, wary of a sudden relapse. He didn't know why, but he felt a need to fly...

"Wind!" he called, leaping from the branches. They didn't even sway, but he didn't see as he had already been caught in the playful grasp of his best, and only friend. He felt the almost childlike inquiry as to where he wanted go...

"That way!" he shouted, not sure why, but only knowing that that was where the burn was leading him. He let out a woop as the wind lifted him, carrying him away.

This was first time in his life something had changed... and he was going to take full advantage of the distraction.

So what did you think? I hope you like it :) I've pretty much written the first four chapters, where they meet, ad that's going to be the main arc... then there's going to be random one-shots, probably in some sort of chronological order. If they're not, I'll say so in the AN.

I'd love any prompts or ideas you guys have, and if I like it I'll add it to my list of prompts for this :)

I kinda hate seriously long AN's, so that'll be it :)

Review please!