Anna, Tintin, and the others continued to walk on towards the mountains all through the night. As dawn was slowly beginning to give way, they finally reached the rim of the mountains. "Oh no, that doesn't look too good," Tintin said, staring down. "What's wrong?" Anna asked. "Guys, you might want to look at this," Tintin said, pointing down from the mountains.
Anna and Kristoff saw the kingdom of Arendelle right below them. But it wasn't the summertime view they had hoped to see. Thick snow had blanketed the village, and a massive sheet of ice covered the ocean. "It's completely frozen," Kristoff muttered. "It'll be fine," Anna said, seeming positive for herself. "Elsa can fix this." "Will she? Just like that?" Kristoff asked.
"Of course," Anna said. Then, she pointed to one direction of the path. "So, this way to the North Mountain?" she asked. Kristoff shrugged and gently grabbed Anna's wrist. "More like 'this way' to the North Mountain," he said, pointing to the top of the path. As they continued the trek upward, Tintin muttered, "I've got a bad feeling in the pit of my throat."
Soon, as morning began to give way, the friends ventured to a deeper part of the woods as their journey continued. They soon came to a clearing in the woods surrounded by tall trees. The snow-filled terrain looked so different than what they had ever seen before. They came across a beautiful inset of willow trees covered in ice.
Anna was awestruck. "I never knew winter could be so…beautiful," she said. Kristoff ran his fingers through the vine-like branches of a willow tree. Sven was eager to watch the branches bounce around. Even Snowy pawed at the ice-filled branches in curiosity. Sven bounced around the branches, entangling himself in the branches. He looked like a walking Christmas tree!
"Yeah, but it's so white!" a voice said. "Doesn't it hurt your eyes a bit? My eyes are killing me. You know, how about a little color?" Tintin turned to Anna. "What did you say?" he asked. "I didn't say anything," Anna said, looking at Kristoff. "Me neither," Kristoff said. Who could have been talking just now? "Must we grunge the joy out of it all?" the voice kept saying. "I'm thinking like chartreuse or turquoise. How about yellow? No, not yellow. Yellow and snow? Brr…no go." Soon, a goofy-looking snowman appeared, laughing at his own yellow and snow joke. "Am I right?" it said to Anna.
Anna was the first to react. "AAAAHHH!" she screamed, kicking the snowman's head till it landed in Kristoff's hands. "Hi," the snowman said. "You're creepy," Kristoff said, throwing the head back to Anna. "No, I don't want it!" Anna said, tossing it back to Kristoff. "A talking snowman!" Tintin exclaimed in both awe and shock. "Please don't drop me!" the snowman said. "Back at you!" Kristoff said, throwing it to Tintin. "Ah, I'm holding a head!" Tintin screamed, throwing it. "Okay, bad start! Bad start!" the snowman said. "Ew, the body!" Anna said, throwing the head back on the snowman. But his head was upside down!
"Okay, what am I looking at right now?" it said. "Why are you all hanging off the earth like a bat?" "Oh, sorry!" Anna said, rushing over and placing the snowman's head in an upright position. "Thank you!" it said. "You're welcome," Anna said, though it felt rather strange to be talking to a snowman. "Ah, now I'm perfect!" the snowman said. "Well, almost," Anna said. She reached into the sack and pulled out a carrot…and accidentally jammed it right into the snowman's face! "Oh, sorry! Sorry!" Anna apologized. "Are you okay?" "Are you kidding? I am wonderful!" the snowman exclaimed. "I've always wanted a nose! So cute! It's like a little baby unicorn!"
Anna pushed the back end of the carrot so the snowman's carrot nose seemed normal. "Oh, I love it even more!" it said. "All right, let's start this all over again. Hi, everyone. I'm Olaf. And I like warm hugs." "Olaf?" Anna asked. Somehow that name seemed familiar. Then she remembered: as kids, she and Elsa made a snowman and gave it that same name. "That's right!" she said. "Olaf!" Olaf kept staring at Anna. "And you are…?" he asked.
"Oh, right!" Anna said, snapping back to reality. "I'm Anna." "Oh, I've never seen you before!" Olaf said, eyeing Tintin and Snowy. "Oh, this is Tintin," Anna said, introducing the two. "Well hello, little guy," Tintin said, greeting Olaf. "Okay. And who's the funky-looking donkey?" Olaf asked Anna, staring at Kristoff and Sven. "That's Sven," Anna said, pointing to Sven. "Uh-huh. And who's the reindeer?" Olaf asked. "Um, that's Sven," Anna said again. Olaf moved closer to Sven, who almost chomped down on Olaf's nose. "Aw, look at him, trying to kiss my nose!" Olaf said. "And I like you too!"
"Olaf!" Anna said. "Did Elsa create you?" "Yeah. Why?" Olaf asked. "Do you know where she is?" Anna asked. "Yeah. Why?" Olaf repeated. "Do you think you can show us the way?" Anna asked. "Yeah. Why?" Olaf said again. Meanwhile, Kristoff was fingering with Olaf's stick arm. "Hey, how does this thing work—ow!" Kristoff said as the twig slapped him. "Hey, stop it, Sven!" Olaf said, grabbing his arm. "Trying to focus here!" He turned to Anna. "Yeah. Why?" he repeated again.
"We'll tell you why," Tintin said. "Yeah," Kristoff said. "We need Elsa to come back to Arendelle and bring back summer." "Summer?" Olaf asked, awestruck. "Oh, I don't know why, but I've always loved the idea of summer, and the sun, and all things hot!" "Really?" Kristoff asked, raising a skeptical eyebrow. "I'm guessing you don't have much experience with heat." "Nope," Olaf said. "But sometimes, I like to close my eyes and imagine what it'll be like when summer does come." Olaf then began to imagine what a summer day would be like for him: watching the blue sky, basking in the sun, all the good things in summer.
But as Olaf went on and on about all things he'd love to do in summer, Kristoff looked at Anna and Tintin. "I'm gonna tell him," he muttered. It was killing him to hear Olaf talking about the warm, hot summer—which was a snowman's worst nightmare! "Don't you dare!" Anna scolded. She didn't want Kristoff to ruin Olaf's dream with the horrible truth. "You tell him, and I will slap you," Tintin said.
Olaf took hold of Anna's hand. "So what are we waiting for?" he said. "Let's go bring back summer!" "I'm coming!" Anna said. She and Sven then followed Olaf into the woods. "Count me in!" Tintin said, following them. Kristoff could only shrug. "Somebody's got to tell him."
Meanwhile, back in Arendelle, things were not so great. The cold had already taken effect as thick snow blanketed the village. People were hoping and wondering when the warm weather will ever return. But it never did. They were already suffering from the cold as it grew. To help out in the cause, the people began unloading the ship, finding supplies to give out and help the village.
"No no, you've got the bark facing the wrong way!" one villager complained while stacking wood with his partner. "You've got the wood facing up!" "No, I was not! It has to be face down!" the other man complained. And while they were not watching, a young boy grabbed some wood and hurried down the streets, yelling, "Papa! Papa!"
"Who here needs a cloak?" Hans was calling out as he did his part in helping tend to the village. "Arendelle is indebted to you, Your Highness," a woman said as Hans gave her a cloak. "Thank you, ma'am," Hans said. He turned to the crowd. "The castle is open," he announced. "There is soup and hot glogg in the Great Hall." He turned to a dignitary. "Here, pass these out," he told the dignitary, who nodded in agreement.
"Prince Hans!" the Duke shouted from behind. "Do you expect us to sit here and freeze in this weather while you give away all of Arendelle's tradable goods?" "Calm yourself," Hans said. "Princess Anna has given me her direct orders." "Has it not dawned on you that your princess may be conspiring with a wicked sorceress to destroy us all?" the Duke questioned. "Do not question the princess!" Hans ordered. "She has left me in charge, and I will not hesitate to protect Arendelle from treason." "Treason?" the Duke asked. "No, I…I never…"
Suddenly, the crowd parted to find Anna's horse bounding through the village. It raced up to Hans. "Whoa, easy there!" Hans said, calming the horse. "Easy, easy." "Princess Anna's horse!" a guard shouted. "What has happened to her? Where is she?" The town began to grow worried. "Princess Anna is in danger," Hans announced. "I need volunteers to come with me and go after her!" A group of men stepped forward and offered to help Hans. The Duke sent two of his guards to assist them.
"Should you encounter the queen," the Duke said quietly, "be prepared to put an end to this winter. Do you understand?" The guards nodded. Soon, Hans and his men rode off and made their way to the North Mountains.