So, my word processor doesn't have a spell check. And I'm too lazy to go through this whole thing XP. So I apologize for any little typos. There was something else I had to say, but I forgot, lol. So...Enjoy!

Jack frowned as he stared at Elsa's sleeping form. He knew he should be happy for her. Knew he never had a chance. They didn't even know about his legend up here. How could they believe in something they've never heard of? How could he possibly prove himself real to her if she doesn't even know about him? He sighed and floated down to the ground. Why couldn't be happy for the girl that he watched grow up getting engaged?

"Jack?" Jack blinked and looked up and around. Beside him floated none other than Tooth, the only being in the world that knew how special Elsa was to him.

"Tooth," Jack greeted her. "What are you doing here?"

"Little Gustav lost a tooth," Tooth said, holding up a small, little baby tooth.

"Oh," he said with a nod.

"What's wrong?"

"What do you mean?"

"C'mon, Jack, you can't fool me. Something's wrong."

Jack sighed. "Elsa," he said. Tooth frowned. "She just got engaged today."

Tooth gasped. "Oh, Jack! But that's so exciting! Except...you love her, don't you?"

"Do I?"

Tooth grinned at him and placed a hand on his shoulder. "Yes, I think you do."

Jack shook his head. "Well, it doesn't matter," he said. "She doesn't even know I exist."

Tooth frowned. "Come," she said. "I know you have more duties tonight."

He did. There was a storm scheduled to travel through Russia. A flurry destined to fall in the Americas. Plus an unusual frost to take place in Egypt. But he didn't care about any of it. He just wanted to crawl into an icy hole and wallow in his broken heart.

When he didn't move, Tooth sighed. "I know it hurts," she said. "But you have responsibilities."

Now it was Jack's turn to sigh again. She was right. He was a Guardian and he had a job to do, even if it wasn't fighting Pitch. He nodded and flew back up into the air, following Tooth out of Arendelle.

It was the next day when Jack returned. Something about Arendelle just called to him. He could never stay away too long. Even if he knew his heart was going to break even more just looking at her. So back he went, and he found Gustav and Birgitta playing in the snow with some village children. they had found a hill and was using one of the large serving plates from the palace to slide down it. He laughed at the sight. The cook was undoubtedly going to be furious. He looked around. The older royals and Inge couldn't be found. Instead, the children were being watched by the guards. He couldn't help himself, he had to find her. So he searched the castle.

In the back of the castle, a servant opened a window to toss out some dirty mopping water. He flew in before she closed it. He grinned at her though she couldn't see him, and went walking along the hallway. He willingly left snowy footprints on the rugs to annoy the servants who will blame the children. He searched everywhere, but couldn't find her. He did find Anna feeding Inge in the nusery. He blushed and ran out of the room, embarassed by accidentally invading the princess' privacy.

He also found Moniseur and Madame Deprez sitting with Kristoff in Anna's sitting room. The French nobles had been left behind to teach Elsa and her family the ways of the French court. That way, they could impress everyone in court instead of confirming their beliefs of them being "savage."

"I really don't think this is necessary," Kristoff complained, slouching on the couch, his elbows on his knees.

"You must understand," M. Deprez said. "The French court does not think very highly of your people. We must impress them with your civility."

"You don't think we're civilized?"

"Not as civilized at the French court."

Kristoff's forehead wrinkled in anger. "You think you're so much better than we are, don't you?"

"Come now," Madame DePrez said. "We don't think so. But everyone else in court... Well..."

Kristoff sighed. "Well that's their problem."

"The King and Queen would like to know their son is going to a good home," M. Deprez said. "Now, we must practice."

Kristoff sighed again. "All right," he said. He sat up straight and took a tiny teacup into his large, rough hands. As they practiced proper tea-drinking (insert Jack's laughter), they also practiced small talk. Talk of the weather and such. That was when Madame DePrez decided to ask something.

"Kristoff," she said. "I know Anna is nursing, but where is her sister, Queen Elsa?"

Kristoff blinked. "You don't know?" he asked. "Every Wednesday she goes up to her ice castle."

That's where she was! Jack didn't wait any longer, he raced out of the room, blew open a window, and flew straight for the ice castle.

Pitch chuckled to himself as Pierre, fourth son of the King of France, laid himself down in the shade of the tree. Didn't the prince know that whenever he went down to sleep during the day, Pitch had full reign of his dreams? And he knew just what to make his nightmare about today.

He sound out his nightmare tendrils, the black mist making its way easily toward the prince. They milked their way into his head, suffocating his brain and taking complete control.

Elsa. The beautiful young Queen he was going to marry. She was all dressed up in a beautiful wedding gown with shimmering sleeves and the veil over her face. She was walking down the aisle. But...not towards him. There was another man standing at the alter. He had white hair and blue eyes. The face of a child. His heart sank. Elsa walked toward him, took his hand. She let him lift her veil. They kissed. His heart broke. Not his Elsa! Not his beloved! Who was this man that was leading her back down the aisle? Why was he stealing his Elsa?

Pierre gasped and opened his eyes, waking up. What a nightmare! Why would he have one like that? Could it be a message? Was someone wooing his beloved Elsa while he was away?

"Jabot!" he called to his manservant.

"Yes, Your Highness?" the man answered, rushing to his side. "We're almost ready to go."

"No," the prince said. "You and I are going back to Arendelle. The court can come to me instead of with me. I must return to my Queen."

The manservant blinked. "As you wish, Your Highness," he replied anyway, and went to make the preparations.

Pitch grinned. His revenge was working perfectly.