I woke up to see my source (the sun) covered in clouds. It's going to rain. I thought. I hate it when it rains. But at this temperature it will snow. Great we now have a slight dilemma in our traveling plan. Might as well take a tour of the town. I will at least get to see some new people. Or maybe I can take a day to rest. Or I could relax and make a fireplace for all the cold children and get them hot chocolate. I'll do that. I flew over to a calm alley and started a fireplace. Once I came back to the fireplace with hot chocolate it was blown out. "Huh"? I heard somewhere behind me laughing. I turned on my heels to see none other than… The Jack Frost. All of the sudden I noticed it got really cold. Then I realized he was the elemental of snow and ice and the spirit of winter. Wonderful I told myself. North was right; he is the complete opposite from me. Fire: ice, on time: tardy, focused: doesn't pay attention. The guy started to sound annoying. "So… you were the one who made the storm I guess" I asked him. "Correct" he replied. "You are the one who put out the fire, I suppose."
"Yep".
"Why"?
"I like the cold".
"I don't".
"Well then just live with it".
"I wouldn't have to if it weren't for you"!
"Is that a challenge"?
"Only if you want it to be" a mischievous smirk formed on his face. This seems so familiar but from where?
