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A young girl with dark hair, brown eyes, fair skin, and rosey cheeks was walking happily in the meadow of the guardian, Bunnymund. She smiled as she admired the flowers that bloomed, the work of Mother Nature herself.

This girl was known as Fran, the human ward of the guardians who protect the children of the world. She was found by Bunnymund in a meadow as a baby, so they adopted her as one of their own. She never knew her real family, but she thought that the guardians were better family than anything.

Why was she in the meadow you asked. Well, Bunny had asked her to gather the eggs that had escaped before he could polish them for Easter, and being the obedient girl she was she accepted.

As she began daydreaming, she started to sing a beautiful song. One of the mini-fairies shook off some water from its body before it heard Frans voice and flew down, singing along with the tune. Fran sang once more, as if she recognized the fairy, which the fairy returned as it flew down on a branch near her.

Fran smiled and sang to the little fairy as she walked little closer. Another mini-fairy had joined the other in singing, but started shaking the tree and made one of them fall. But Fran caught it with her index finger and the fairy gave her a kiss on the nose before she released it and sang as she walked once again.

As the fairies started to gather, they rounded up some of the elves that were sleeping in random places, like inside a tree, or inside the hole of the tree. Infact, one of the elves had to push the other elf out of the hole and fall. But luckily, it had a perichute (don't know if I spelt that right) and landed inside Frans basket. The elf sang with her and rubbed its cheek against hers in a loving manner.

Fran smiled and started walking with the elf in her basket and the fairies and elves followed her across the log that made a bridge on the other side.

Down below, Jack Frost was walking around with a yeti named Samson. Yes, it's strange for a yeti to be named Samson, but that was his name nonetheless.

Jack paused in their walk as he listened to a voice singing.

"Do you hear that, Samson?" he asked the yeti, looking out in the air. "Beautiful."

Samson gave an irritated grunt before moving again, dragging Jack along with him.

"What is it?" Jack asked again, struggling to make the yeti stop.

Samson became even more irritated as he began dragging the winter spirit again.

"C'mon, let's go see." Jack got out of the yetis hold and started walking towards the direction of the beautiful voice.

Samson, however, refused to go with him.

"C'mon, Sam."

The yeti just shook his head.

"Okay, then." Jack smirked. "I guess I'll be throwing a snowball at you three times a day."

Samsons head shot up and they both began running into different directions of the woods. They both stopped and listened to the voice before running again. Jack had stopped on the edge of a log and looked around before Samson stepped on it and shot him up in the air. Samson stopped as he heard a splash and looked to see that the young guardian fell into a small pond.

Samson walked over to him and removed his hood from his head. Jack glared and splashed the yeti in the face.

"You just earned yourself three snowballs in the face three times a day."

Meanwhile, Fran was gathering the rogue easter eggs with the help of the elves and fairies while humming to herself. She looked up at some birds and began to sing.

I wonder, I wonder
I wonder why each little bird has a someone

She came around the tree as she sang to the little birds.

To sing to, sweet things to
A gay little lark melody?

She walked up to one of the elves who was on a tree branch and gave her a small flower.

I wonder, I wonder
If my heart keeps singing
Will my song go winging

She then walked down the meadow and went to a lone tree on a cliff edge.

To someone, who'll find me
And bring back a love song to me?

Fran set her basket on the branch and leaned her weight onto it as she put her chin on her hands. As she did this, she looked out to the outside world in wonder.

Fran sighed and walked away from the tree. "Oh, boy. Why do they still treat me like a child?"

The elves and fairies followed as they gave her questioning looks. One of the elves even asked who.

"Oh, you know. North, Bunny, Tooth, and Sandy." She sat at the edge of a pond and dipped her bare foot into it. "They never want me to meet anyone."

Her friends gave her some sympathetic sounds and she just giggled at them. "But you know something? I fooled them. I have met someone!" They instantly became interested and started asking who it was as Fran got up and walked away from the pond. "Oh, a prince." The fairies then asked about what her "prince" was like. "Well, he's tall and handsome..." She sighed dreamily. "And so romantic..." They then started asking her what they did together. "Oh, we walk together and we talk together, and just before we say goodbye, he takes me in his arms and then... I wake up."

The little creatures sighed in disappointment.

"Yes, it's only in my dreams. But they say if you dream hard enough, it sure to come true." Fran sighed. "But I see him everyday..."

One of the elves in the tree then spotted an old brown cloak hanging on one of the branches and grabbed a lone egg and threw it at the other elves and fairies. He started pointing at the cloak as the others got to him and got an idea. The elf gathered the rest and told them of the plan to surprise Fran with her "dream prince". When they started going off to retrieve the cloak, they heard Jacks voice.

"You know, Samson," he said as he wringed his sweatshirt of water, "there's something strange about that voice. It's too beautiful to be real." As he continued talking to the yeti, the elves and fairies started gathering two bushes and took them away. "Maybe it was a halucination, or a wood sprite."

Samson gave a dumbfounded look and pointed to the thieves, making Jack look at them in astonishment. "Hey, stop!" But they had already gotten away with his cloak.

They then started getting ready for Frans surprise. One elf was the head, while the other two started cutting the bushes into shoes and they stepped inside. One of the fairies pointed down to where the elf had to land and he landed on the other elves. The fairies started gathering to help the elf look tall and they started walking off.

Fran was leaning back on a tree with a chipmunk in her lap and looked back when she heard a noise and gasped. "Oh, my. It's my dream prince!" She started chuckling and got up to bow to her "prince". "Your highness." She started singing and twirling around. "You know, I'm not supposed to be talking to strangers, but we've met before."

I know you
I walked with you once upon a dream
I know you
The gleam in your eyes is so familiar a gleam

Jack and Samson watched in awe as Fran sang and danced with the elves.

And I know it's true
That visions are seldom all they seem
But if I know you
I know what you'll do
You'll love me at once
The way you did once upon a dream

Lala lala
Lalalaladadada

But if I know you
I know what you'll do

Without the elves noticing, Jack used his staff to yank them away. Fran twirled and her arms were slightly held by a smiling Jack Frost, who started to sing with her.

You'll love me at once
The way you did once upon a dream

Fran stopped on the last part and she saw her friends hanging on a branch, who started giggling.

She turned around and gasped. "Oh!"

Jack held her hand as she attempted to get away. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to frighten you."

"Oh, it's not that. It just that you're a..."

Jack smiled. "What? A stranger?"

"Well, yes..."

Jack gave her an amazed look, but held his smile. "But don't you remember? We've met before."

Fran looked at him in amazement. "We have?"

Jack smirked. "Of course. You said so yourself. Once upon a dream."

Fran glared and looked away as she yanked her hand back and crossed her arms. "Well, that's impossible. In my dream, I met a prince."

Jack raised his eyebrow. "Oh, so I have to be a prince, eh?" Fran nodded, not looking at him. "Okay, then."

The guardian raised his staff and made a crown out of ice. As he set it on his head, he knelt down on one knee. "My fair maiden, do you remember now?"

Fran scoffed and walked away from him, but he only smiled.

I know you
I walked with you once upon a dream
I know you
The gleam in your eyes is so familiar a gleam

He started to follow her and trying to grab her hand.

And I know it's true
That visions are seldom all they seem
But if I know you
I know what you'll do

He started getting in her way and getting in her way, making her smile a little as she attempted to make her way but only making the winter spirit get in her way again and again.

You'll love me at once
The way you did once upon a dream

Fran giggled as he once again knelt on his knee.

Jack smirked. "Remember now?"

Fran grinned. "I think so..."