Once upon a time, there was a young girl who lived with her mother in a hidden tower. One winter's night, she decided to sneak down after her mother had fallen asleep and look out the one window. As she was watching the snow fall, she saw a figure pass over the moon; she watched the shadow in awe as his hair turned white as the falling snow. Then she saw the boy float back down to the ground, wondering where he could have gone. A few moments later, he flew back up and saw her. She gasped and ducked under the windowsill in fear. The boy flew over to the window and whispered, "Hello there? I could have sworn there was someone in here staring at me. I know I'm a sight but I'd like to at least get a good look at your face." The little girl peeked back up over the sill and saw his ice blue eyes for the first time. The boy smirked and let out a soft chuckle. "Well hi there."
"He-hello," She whispered back timidly.
The boy stared at her with wonder and glee. "So you can actually see me?"
She nodded.
The boy almost flew so far backwards in shock he would have hit the tree branches. He composed himself, flew back and gave the girl a warm smile. "So what are you doing all the way up here?"
"Me and my mother live here."
"Really? You live a bit high for someone so small."
"I'm not small, you're just big."
He let out a chuckle. "Well you have a point there." The little girl shushed him and looked back, waiting to see if her mother heard the noise.
"Oops, sorry. Your mom's asleep huh?"
"Uh-huh. And she'd get really mad if she saw you here. She doesn't like strangers."
"Well, that's understandable I guess. We'll have to fix that. My name's Jack Frost. What's yours?"
"My name's Rapunzel"