Chapter 1 – A Glimpse of Love through the Looking Glass -

"Oi! How many times did I say to you that your time here had long been over?!"

Was it a screeching of an annoying, real grumpy, and full of himself creature he hears?!

He ignored the shouts below as the unyielding bringer of winter created more ice and snow while the winds and clouds played around him who is as wild and free as they are in the skies.

"Damn it, you frosted pig-headed brat!"

Flying, the stubborn boy faced downward on earth. Viewing the creature of spring hopping speedily and thawing several areas of his winter tundra, the white haired boy gave a mischievous look and smirk, landed on the nearby tree branch and tapped his staff, causing the newly melted snow to return to its icy wasteland.

"Why?! I am going to pulverize you!" The short-tempered Pooka shouted at the bringer of winter who gave a wide irritating grin and stuck out his tongue at the opposing season.

"Winter wins! Spring sucks!" he shouted victoriously, holding out his staff up with both hands while E. Aster Bunnymund struggled to control his raging emotions. "So, what do you think, kangaroo, impressed with my wintry work!"

"Yah dingbat! Do you think this is a child's game?!" The Pooka shouted emotionally. "You are long overdue! And a lot of living things are dying because of you! You know, this realm cannot survived with a longer winter!"

"Awww…you really do care…"

"Shut up, fool! At least I do care, unlike you and your frozen hearted kind! I suggest you return to your home realm, Niflheim!"

"And if I don't want to! What are you going to do, Cottontail? Grab your time orbed walking stick and hit me on my ass, or just tell me that I'm grounded for eternity in my room in Niflheim."

"I will file a complaint to your father, the Winter King!"

Jack floated in the air, laughing boisterously upon hearing the Pooka who frowned further. Bunny badly humiliated, felt losing slowly his temper and logical reasoning, did not realized he spilled something most unheard of.

"Fine! Laugh it up, ice brat! But I will have the last laugh if I tell Elsa about the ruckus you've been doing in this time! Do you think I am the only one who could powerfully thaw ice here to bring forth spring…!" Bunnymund realizing what he said, bit his tongue and silently scolded himself for being so tired from time traveling, that he had literally lost track of time due to his anger at the irritating boy of winter.

"Elsa? Elsa who? Who's this Elsa anyway?" Jack asked curiously, halted laughing when hearing such words from the Pooka. "I wonder why the rabbit bit his tongue…?!"

"None of your business!" Bunnymund tried to cover it up, cursed under his breath and desperately placed his hairy paws in his coat's pockets, looking for something to remedy a fatal mistake he had done. He ceased doing so when he felt Jack Frost disappears swiftly from the branch of the tree in front of him.

Standing in silence after feeling the winds and leaves swirled so fast passed him, he turned at the other side, viewed Jack crouching on the large boulder behind him. The bringer of winter held out his hand, showing his prize which he had taken since he won their game of the longest season.

"I've won, so this is mine!" Jack smiled widely when seeing the Pooka's calm and composed eyes were gone. Bunny started to glare viciously. "You want it! Come and take it from me!" Jack lowered his staff downwards summoning the winds to cover his getaway as the Pooka snarled angrily.

So the frosted buffoon wants to play hide and seek!

The Pooka held up his long ears and sniffed the air, pivoted to a particular direction as he tapped his foot, opening a hole beneath him. And when he gave a peek out from his hole, he viewed himself inside the distressing abode of the Lord of Cunning and Mischief.

Bull dust! Of all places! This is where the rotten spoiled kid came to hide!

Bunny leaped out from his hole and eyed the countless maze-like dark and frosted corridors and halls of the horned god.


The wind swept haired boy covered his mouth with his free hand briefly, snickered softly before biting his lips from laughing out when eyeing Bunny going at the wrong direction of his godly ancestor's twisted and topsy-turvy domain.

He tiptoed above, entering into one of the halls so difficult to reach by someone who could never fly. As he entered upside down, he was amazed by the varied contraptions floating steadily in their designated places.

Awesome! This is an excellent place to hide!

The mischievous boy hurried to hide near the corner excitedly, expecting to blend in the darkness and cold but ceased when he accidentally pulled the covering over one of the contraptions inside. He turned to view that he was not leaning near an ordinary corner but a door of a secret room.

Curiously, Jack flew further inside the gloomy narrowed room as he saw a sparkling light at the far side. When he had reached the farthest side, he came to realize that it was only a mirror reflecting the light emanating from his frosted covered wooden staff.

Oh, that mirror!

The immortal boy with messy white hair contemplated and recalled his godly ancestor's warning. Loki told him not to look and drew near it. He did not turned his back as curiosity grew inside of him, retained his blue eyes at the mirror. Then, he started to make funny faces and outrageous postures in front of it.

Odd, why did he told me so? It's just an ordinary mirror?! And he even gave it a name, Trolden Mirror, for his family's request as a part of that boring ritual of heirlooms to be exchanged amongst the three great houses of Niflheim.

Raising his eyebrow, this time he pondered seriously again. Jack remained recalling repeatedly Loki's rare sincere face, speaking at him seriously of not looking and touching the mirror. He gave a soft sarcastic chuckle before his family's heirloom.

Yeah, right?! Who's Loki kidding?! Everything is a joke to the horned god! Loki is the source of all mischiefs! Don't look and touch! Because the Snaer family's Vanir ancestor had made a counter cursed on it! That golden lady is not an equal power against his own ancestors, Thor and Loki!

For a moment, he stood there, eyeing his reflection before he almost turned away when he accidentally dropped the Pooka's egg-shaped time gem that rolled towards the mirror. And once the time gem struck the mirror, a mysterious friction caused a strange spark. From out of nowhere, a voice within him spoke of the love he would see. The boy drew slowly towards the mirror, dropped his staff when seeing he is not looking anymore at his reflection but someone else - a girl. A very gorgeous girl with serene blue eyes and platinum blond hair. And she seemed staring back from the window, startled as if she could see him too. For a while her stunning emotional eyes were filled with fear, but it changed into curiosity, awe, and finally, blissful delight. He placed his hand on the mirror when viewing she does the same thing with her hand on the window. And for the first time, the winter deity felt differently. An indescribable elated sensation of not being alone, making the bringer of winter gave his most beautiful and sincerest smile at her.


"No! Elsa! Bring me back there! I want to be with her! Please! No! Elsa!"

Loki remained pulling Jack further way from the Trolden Mirror, shouted at his servants in his domain.

"Where were you, you damn trolls! You are here to guard my abode to prevent something like this from occurring!"Loki's eyes glowed in wrathful red.

Large boulders moved towards their lord and master who keeps dragging his descendant further away who was screaming, his legs thrashing up and down. The boy struggled to free himself as if he was melting away in agony.

"Look at this! You insolent fools! Do I have to do everything myself!"Loki snarled coldly. He cursed and took away some of their powers, making his servants shrunk into small boulders and turning them into their less terrifying selves. "Bind the boy! I have to pull out that Vanir's counter curse…."

Loki halted his whispered Nordic magical chants when he touched Jack on the chest where his heart is, making him fearfully stepping away from the bounded boy being held by the smaller rock trolls. Loki turned away his fuming face, knew that curse was so powerful for him to break. He lashed out his dark powers at the intruder who had gotten possession of his egg shaped time jewel.

Bunnymund evaded while Loki shouted angrily like a roar of a thousand icy winds wrecking everything, ignoring he killed some of his trolls. Shocked, the time traveling Pooka gathered himself up and summoned himself out of that accursed realm while Loki held his descendant, calling out at Heimdallr, the god-watcher of the burning rainbow bridge, to use the Bifröst to urgently teleport them to Asgard.