The snow itself is lonely or, if you prefer, self-sufficient. There is no other time when the whole world seems composed of one thing and one thing only.

Joseph Wood Krutch -

~Jack~

A chuckle escapes his lips as he starts his morning off giving the city a light sprinkling of snow. The children get excited and hold their hands up to the snow, in hopes for more. A smile spreads across his lips and he lets the snow get heavier, "Well, if you ask for it..." The children are now running around and squealing in delight at the sight of the sparking white crystals falling. After a few minutes enjoying himself, watching the children he drifts off north in the wind. It carries him fast and far until his surroundings were new to him.

"Interesting..." he comments to himself. The further he pushed, the tree's opened up to show a kingdom down below. It was surrounded by water, and beyond that there were many mountains. But one mountain stood out tallest from the others. His eyes glint with mischevious intentions seeing this new place. New adventures and fun awaits for him and the people down below. A sly smirk comes across his face and he decends below, only to notice most of the people are gathered in the center. All are dressed in black, weeping at a potrait of what looks like the former king and queen of this land.

His presence was not noticed as he walked up to the front. The rain begins to fall from the sky, it was dark and bleak. Even Jack felt it inside his gut. There was more saddness here than anyone could see. But the aura of that saddness wasn't here. Slowly he flew towards that aura, like it was drawing him close. It bring him to the higher towers of the castle. He peeks inside the window, to see a woman holding her arms close to her, as if to hold in all her saddness and fear. Icey wings form on the walls, spreading towards the ceiling. It looked like she was a broken butterfly, weeping to herself. His eyes soften; this was the first time he has seen someone with powers that were similar to his.

She was so enchanting to him, she was so beautiful. He gloomily looked inside and his hand touched the glass and ice formed slowly. There most likely wasn't a chance that she would hear or see him, he was invisible to everyone he has come across except other immortals. He opened her window and slides inside, lightly landing on the floor across the room from her. Her eyes lift to the window that had seemed to open on its own. He froze for a second, thinking she could see him.

~Elsa~

The window opened on its own as she cried to herself from her parents death. She wanted so badly to let her sister in, but she couldn't. The sudden movement of some objects around her had taken her attention, her tears ceasing to fall. A small flurry of snow began to form into an apple-sized snowflake and drifted towards her. Her hands opened for it to land there. "I didn't do that," she whispered to herself, her eyebrows burrowed in confusion.

"That's because I did," a deep voice softly answered.

She whirled around in surprise to see a guy, with white snow hair and stood there with bare feet and a staff in hand. "Who are you?" she inquired, wide-eyed.

He had wide eyes in return to hers, "You can hear me?" He pats his chest and still looked at her, "You can see me?" he smiled slightly.

She nodded slowly, "Yes, I see and hear you," she slowly sat up and his smile grew.

"You serious?" He looked at his hands and smiled even more and let out a laugh, "That's a first."

"What do you mean? Who are you?" Elsa began to stand up and faced him.

He gave a surprised look then he held his hands out to keep her from freaing out that there's a guy in her room from nowhere, "Ah, my name is Jack Frost."

"Jack Frost..." she pondered.

"Yes," he pointed at her with a smile, "And you, have ice powers just like me."

Her eyes widened, "Wait you mean... that was you who made the snowflake?" Her hands opened up and it was still there.

He created another one with a smirk, "Would you like another?"

She raised an eyebrow at him and shook her head, "No but... Why did you ask if I could hear you?"

"Ah well," the snowflake disappeared and his grip tightened around his staff, "I was made into Jack Frost from the moon. I am an immortal, just like others you probably have heard of before... You know: Santa Claus, Easter bunny, Toothfairy, Sandman." He gave a shrug, "All those guys."

Astonished by this she took a step forward, "Then why haven't I heard of you?"

He gave a chuckle, "I'm not as popular as the others. If you aren't believed in, you are invisible to others. I even go right through them..." His smile disappeared. She noticed that and figured it was a touchy subject to him.

"Well, I believe in you so, no worries right?" She attempted a smile, but it felt so hard to do. "It is nice to know that I am not the only one," she looked at her gloves, "with powers like this."

He gave her a concerned look, "A good question to ask is... Why were you crying earlier?"

The question struck her and her memories flash to before her parents left. Her face dropped and she looked broken, "My parents... They died on a ship. The weather got really bad and..." she choked and tried not to cry. The tears fell slowly and her hands closed into fists. The worst part was, she felt guilty about it. She was more scared that she had to face her powers alone without them. They were the ones who knew about it and kept it secret. This overwhelmed her more than their loss. The fears fell faster and she began to close herself off until she felt warmth around her. After a few seconds she realized it was Jack's arms.

"I'm sorry to hear that," his face saddened. His eyes close and he hugged tighter. This made her swell up with the whirlwind of emotions she's been holding back for so long and she cried hard. She wrapped her arms around him too and cried for a while. The time seemed so long to her before she calmed down and let him go first. He let go of her after that and gave a smile.

"Feel better?" He picked his staff back up from the ground. She gave a small nod and wiped her eyes.

"Thank you. I don't know how long I've needed one of those." She attempted to say, but it came out more choked up. A smile appeared on her face and she looked up to him, "How the hell did you even get in here?" The thought never even occured to her until now.

He gave a smirk and lifted his feet off the ground, floating and flew around slightly in her room, "I can fly. I obviously didn't climb that tower."

She laughs, "There's no way... It's unbelievable that you can fly!"

He stopped suddenly and leisurely seemed to lay on his stomach in mid-air, "We both have ice powers and you question the thought of flying too?"

She opened her mouth to respond to him, but she just stood there for a minute with that thought in her head. "Huh..." She placed her hand on her chin, "I guess... You're right," she laughed again.

His smile grew and he flew closer to her face, "What do you say we get out of this palace? You staying cooped up in here is no fun, and you need some cheering up." He held out his hand to her as an offer.

She wanted to go, she really did. But... "I-I can't. Jack I can't right now. Maybe another time...?" That was her way of asking if she would see him again.

He drew his hand back and still smiled, "Mayyyybe." He joked and suddenly looked at the corner of her room. The Easter bunny popped up from his hole and gave Jack a less-than-satisfied glare. "Bunny?" He asked slyly. He knew it got on his nerves and was enjoying every second of it, "What are you doing here?"

Elsa was a little lost until she rememered he mentioned the Easter Bunny before, and suddenly she could see him as well. Why was he here?

"...Easter Sunday wasn't it?" She had missed half their conversation until he appeared.

"What? You're still mad about that?" Jack smirked mischeviously.

"Yes, but this isn't about that, mate." This time it was Easter's turn to smirk as he sacked Jack and threw one of North's snow globes to make a portal to the North Pole. He hopped through it with Jack in the sack. The portal disappeared and Elsa was left sitting there wondering if this was possibly all a dream.