Jack Frost is responsible for bringing about winter every year. While bringing winter to Berk, a small Viking village at the edge of the known world, Jack meets a fierce and beautiful girl named Astrid. The village begins to accept Jack as one of their own, until they discover that he's not who they think he is. Jastrid. Slightly OOC.

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"I hope you like fish, because that's what we've got!" Hiccup announces, moving aside the entrance flap into the infirmary room. Hiccup and Astrid stopped short when they saw everyone staring at them, hardly even blinking.

Stoick was the first to talk. "Hiccup, we sent you an hour ago. Did you have to catch and gut the fish yourself?"

"Yes, actually. The kitchens were all out," Hiccup replied not-so-convincingly.

"Hiccup, we all know that you can't fish. So what really happened?"

"Well-"

"It was my fault!" Astrid cut in. "I was trying to get some fish and I fell down that cliff on the Eastern beach. He patched me up. That's why it took so long." As she said this, she pointed to the minor wounds that Jack knew she had sustained during their mid-air tussle. He also noticed some fresh scrapes on the back of her shoulders that weren't there before.

Why is she lying?

"Astrid, you know not to go around there. You could've been seriously hurt! There are much safer places to fish." This was spoken by a blonde woman standing near Stoick. She looked like she might have been Astrid's mom.

"Well that place was closer. And the best fish swim there. We wouldn't want anything less than the best for our guest, now would we?" She added, sneaking a smirk toward Jack.

"Aw there was no need to go through all that trouble for me! " Jack had a smirk of his own. "But if you're fine and had some fun while you were at it, then no major harm done, right?" he said with a wink to Astrid, whose eyes widened ever so slightly.

Astrid wasn't sure how to respond to that, so she just handed him his fish and retreated to the back of the room.

"Do you think I could have some time to rest?" Jack asked with a convincing smile.

"Of course! Everyone out," Stoick declared, shepherding the Vikings out of the room.


"Need some water?" He heard Astrid ask as she traipsed into the hut. Jack heard the cup of water shatter on the floor and smirked to himself.

"What's the matter, Princess?"

"W-what did you do to the room?" She stuttered, losing her confidant air for just one second.

"Oh, you mean this? I just redecorated it a bit. I can change it back if you don't like it."

He had turned the entire room into a miniature ice castle. Jack was sitting upon an ice throne on top of an ice turret in the middle of the room, with a frozen crown on his head, holding his staff in his hand. As he spoke, it slowly melted away, and he slid swiftly down until he was right in front of Astrid, a little too close for her comfort.

"How did you do that?" She asked, looking at him suspiciously. "Hiccup was right, you ARE a frost giant!"

"A frost giant? What are those?"

"Many Vikings believe that our horribly long winters are caused by frost giants. They are evil creatures who used to terrorize Norse villages. The stories that our elders tell us say that all of the frost giants were destroyed, but there have been rumors that one still lives. Some people have seen him flying through the forests, freezing everything, once as early as August. I had never seen him before, but he was said to disguise himself in the shape of a skinny boy with white hair."

"I am NOT skinny! I'm quite toned, thank you!"

"So it IS you! I should kill you right here!" Astrid pulled her smallish battle-axe out from seemingly nowhere, raising it up above her head. It froze in her hands, and it became too heavy for her to hold up.

"Chill, lady. I'm not a frost giant. Or at least, I'm pretty sure I'm not. I'm a Guardian. Jack Frost. I create winter. I used to be a normal boy like your little brown-haired friend, but…I was changed into a winter spirit. Now I bring winter to everyone, and I'm the Guardian of Fun. You're welcome," Jack bowed while saying that last part.

"But it just makes sense. Jokul Frosti is the name of the frost giant responsible for bringing winter, especially nasty freezing ones. Maybe it's the same person, two different names. How long have you been…working?"

"I've been doing this for longer than you could imagine. But I guess it would make sense…That's why you Vikings can see me. People can only see me if they believe in me. And trust me, nobody believes in Jack Frost anymore. No human has even looked at me for decades. Believe it or not, you were the first real human I've talked to in three centuries. I guess you guys can see me because you believe in me, you just don't know that it's me that you're looking at, y'know?"

Astrid just kind of stared at him. "I'm sorry, was that supposed to make sense? Because it didn't."

"Nah, I wouldn't worry about it. But you were right; I'm kind of a frost giant. But you can't tell the others. They would kill me on the spot. And we wouldn't want this pretty face going to waste, now would we?" he smiled wryly.

"I won't tell them, as long as you promise not to freeze anything else," Astrid replied uneasily.

"Awh, what's the fun of that? Freezing things is what I do!" As he said this, he formed an ice rose from nowhere and handed it to her.

Astrid threw it on the ground. "I said stop doing that!"

"Hey, I worked hard on that! You don't own the air. How about I don't freeze anything that belongs to the Vikings, without your permission?" He said this using his most charming smile.

"Oh, fine. Just behave yourself."

"Speaking of behaving yourself, why are you keeping your relationship with Hiccup a secret?"

"How did you figure it out?"

"I asked you first."

"Fine. It's a secret because my parents don't like him. Our tribe is on shaky terms with the Meathead Tribe on the next island over, so they've decided that I will marry the son of their chief. He's really gross and smells bad, and his teeth are horrible. I don't want to marry him. I love Hiccup. But nobody can know. So please don't tell. We were careless today, we almost got caught. But how did you figure it out so soon?"

"Well, you seem to like standing by him. You disappeared right after he left to get me food, it took you an hour to come back from the kitchen and then you lied about it. And you have new scrapes on the back of your shoulders. I'm assuming he had you up against a rock wall." Jack smirked proudly after seeing the shock, and slight horror, on her face.

For once, Astrid Hofferson had nothing to say.