I didn't do that, thought Jack as he examined a field buried deep in snow. During summer. Sometimes he liked to bring winter a little early or stretch it out a little late to keep the Guardians on their toes but never right smack in the middle of summer. It was so odd then, to see such a thing on his way south to bring winter to the other hemisphere. It was time to do some investigation. He whistled up a wind and started flying further in but the snow began to disappear rapidly. Soon it was impossible to follow it and he had no idea where to find its source.

This doesn't make sense, he thought. That snow wasn't natural and, as far as he knew, he was the only one who could conjure it. Not that he knew much about himself either. The Man in the Moon was still as silent as the day Jack rose from a lake with these powers and no memories. The only thing he really had was his name: Jack Frost.

Could there actually be someone out there like him? Maybe, for once, he wouldn't be alone. This hope propelled him forward even though there was nothing to follow. Eventually, he came across a few farms and a curious shack called "Wandering Oaken's Trading Post...and Sauna". Everyone he saw was unusually happy and joyful. Was there some sort of festival day going on in this kingdom? As he crested a hill he looked down into a beautiful valley that ran right into the ocean. Its port was filled with ships from all different countries, judging by their flags. In the center of the valley and surrounded by water on one side was a lovely castle with the rest of the town spread out before its gates. He noticed that there was more raucous celebrating going on here too. He flew in closer and went down the streets towards the castle. He caught snippets of conversation as he passed.

"It's so warm!"

"I hear that prince-"

"Princess Anna was-"

"Do you think-"

"I always said she wasn't a monster!"

"I never want to see another snow-"

What exactly is going on here? Jack wondered again. The situation was completely bizarre. Random snow, a monster, people happy to have it boiling hot out? Maybe there'd be some answers at the castle.
As he approached he heard a musical voice call out, "Are you ready?"
He flew through the open gates just in time to see a woman dressed in a gorgeous gown that shimmered like ice create a place for people to ice skate with nothing but a flick of her hands. He fell from the air, shocked, and landed flat on his back. He watched as the ice spread over the ground and up the walls in spirals, sparkling and beautiful. The people in the courtyard cheered as she then gifted them blades of ice on their shoes. All of it seemed effortless to her. Jack had to have his staff to use his powers and he still hadn't quite mastered them. This was amazing. Where did this woman get her powers? Was she created by the Man in the Moon like him? But, no, looking around the courtyard at all the people watching her, he knew this wasn't true. They could see her. Disappointment flushed through him yet again. Why could no one see him? Even this woman, who seemed so similar to him, was still different. Would he forever be this way? Alone? Out of anger, he made a skating couple slip on the ice. The woman came over to them to see if they were all right.

Jack couldn't help notice that she was really beautiful. Her hair was as white as his and her eyes as deep a blue but hers glimmered in the light and her hair was long and looked soft as snow. Everything about her spoke of wintry beauty. Her dress only added to the effect.

She helped the couple to their feet with grace in her movements. Who was she? Momentarily distracted from his frustration, he kept watching her as she moved around the courtyard talking with people and smiling. People bowed respectfully as she passed. Was she a princess?
"Queen Elsa!" The woman turned as a large man slipped and slid towards her. She was a queen? It suited her. Jack moved closer so he could hear their conversation.
"Hello Kristoff," she said with a tender smile.

"I just wanted to thank you for that sled," he said. "It's so beautiful I almost cried."

"You did cry!" A girl with reddish brown braids came up behind him, laughing.

"You earned it, Kristoff, I should still be thanking you for taking care of my sister when I couldn't," the queen said.

"That makes me sound like I was completely helpless. I can protect myself," the girl huffed.

"You would have frozen to death before you got to your sister if it hadn't been for me," the man, Kristoff, said.

The girl punched his arm and took off around the ice while he chased her. The queen smiled at the scene but it didn't quite reach her eyes. It was strange but while she seemed so elegant and lovely, she also looked terribly sad.

"Try being alone for a few decades before you make a face like that," Jack said.

The queen whipped her head around in search of the voice but her eyes passed over Jack. He couldn't believe it. She heard him. She heard him. Even if she couldn't see him, it was the first time anyone noticed his existence. He was itching to say something else but he didn't want to freak her out. He needed to take this slow. This was his first chance to communicate with someone in decades: he wasn't going to waste it.

Hope you like my first chapter! :3 I love this ship! XD I would have written more but, from past experiences, I think it's better if I write in easy chunks. I hope you have expectations as to where this is going because I can't wait to show you otherwise! XD Unless you're a genius and figured out my master plan...who knows? Leave a review! ~Polaris ;)