Hi guys.

So this is my first fanfic, and I'm kinda new to this sort of thing. You know, the whole fandom thing. I had been itching to write a RotG fanfiction for ages now, but I didn't want to write something with wishy washy romance in it (not that I'm against it. All of my favorite RotG fanfics have romance in them.). I wanted to write something different! something new!

I've been blabbering for a bit now, so enjoy!

Aaaannnd by the way, I don't own RotG.


Tanya sighed, and wriggled her toes in delight, slamming her laptop shut. It was almost 2 in the morning, and the only thing on her mind was. . . well, a winter spirit.

Her fangirling for Jack had grown from a little crush to an obsession, dreaming of delusional fantasies with Jack Frost. She had the books, she had the posters, and most definitely saw the movie. Four times to be exact. Every strong winter gale that made the foundations of her house creak made her drop everything and run to the window, every tap distracted her, and the frost that formed on the car windows was something to scream about.

Naturally, it worried people.

But she didn't care either. As long as the Winter Spirit existed, she would continue to obsess over him.. Not that he ever showed himself to her. Yet.

It was almost 4 when she heard the knocking. When she finally heard it, she threw the blankets on the floor , scrambled to the window and tore the curtains aside and there he was.

Jack Frost.

"Oh my god."


Pitch watched the scene unfold from the shadows of the girl's room. Foolish, he thought. A cold breeze filled the room as she finally opened the window. Jack leaned in through the open window and paused, staring at Pitch with hesitation. Pitch waved a hand. "Go on." He said. Jack nodded, and pressed his lips against the girl's.

Pitch resisted the urge to turn away, and watched. The effects were immediate, and he watched frost form over the girl's skin until finally. . .

Jack pulled back as the girl fell to the floor. Pitch smiled."Well done. . . Jack." He said, sneering at the name. Jack nodded.

"Yes." He said tonelessly, taking a glance at the girl.

"What are you waiting for Jack? Test your powers out." Pitch said, sauntering across the room and approaching the window. Jack complied and pressed his hand against the window. Frost spread out from his hand, and swirled into intricate patterns. Pitch observed quietly, and climbed out the window.

"I think one more will do the trick." Pitch said. "We must hurry - dawn is near."