Because for the first campfire of summer- they'll be music, they'll be light- whoops, sorry, started the summer camp BSA version. Seriously, the staffers at summer camp did a adaptation of frozen, but for someone with fire powers who wore oven mitts. It was hilarious. Most of the fandom introduction chapters will range from a minimum of two to a maximum of... As of yet undecided, I will see where my flow takes me. Yes, I know Olaf doesn't exist till later, oh well. I construe it as Elsa having created Olaf when she was little for a playmate, hence his nature and how he acts. The following rant is not mine and I am not responsible for anything said. My friend wished to make something quite clear on this count from MOE, and so I will be posting this in the next update for that as well.

First, thank you for taking the time to politely state your problem. We appreciate it. Seriously though, the only thing similar was that it was an international police agent who got killed who had a Porygon. There are almost 70k Pokemon stories on FF alone, and it is hard to come up with original ideas. Was I inspired by that chapter and pass on the idea to Zero? Yes, I did. He had no knowledge of it though, so don't harass him over it. Seriously, do you have ANY idea how much time he spends working on stories for you guys? He is working on his eagle, college applications, juggling a part time job, volunteer work, AND taking a summer course in English for duel credit. CUT HIM SOME SLACK PEOPLE! He does not have time to search fanfiction for every idea he wants to incorporate to see if it is original. And for all the ones he does know about, he always asks permission first. If you see something that seems copied, send a PM and ask! But do not slander his work or insinuate that he plagiarizes. Those accusations, even if well meaning and false, still hurt and depress authors, not just him. Now, I know you guys are tired of hearing me spout, so I am giving it back to Zero for the story. On with the show!

Percy stared at the running figure. "Leo, I need your rationality here. Why is there a talking snowman on my ship and why is a person not named me walking on water?"

Leo joined him at the rail looking out over the fjord. "If rationality is what you are looking for I think you are asking the wrong person. The snowman I have no idea about. As for the girl on the ice- My ship!" He yelled, and started throwing fireballs to try to keep the sides of the Argo ice free. He was largely unsuccessful, unable to keep enough heat on one place for long enough. Percy took pity on him and decided to help out. He vaulted over the side on landed on the frozen water before stomping his foot. The response was underwhelming. The ice in about a foot square turned into a slush type mix. "Okay..." He said frowning. "I could see this being a problem. Let's try something else." He made a lifting gesture as the water in a ring around the Argo erupted skyward as it was frozen resulting in an ice wall a few feet from the side of the Argo. He nodded, satisfied, before turning back to Leo. "Ready?"

"That depends. Ready for what?"

"Obviously something is wrong here. I highly doubt that queens fleeing castles and fjords turning into skating ranks is normal."

Nico and Leo climbed down the ladder before stepping somewhat gingerly on the ice. "What are we supposed to say if they ask where we come from?"

Leo shrugged. "We come from a far away land, we come in peace and bring us to your leader? It is worth a try at least. What's the worst that happens? We get accused of being wizards?"


"Her magic is dangerous!"

"You slipped on ice."

"Her ice!"

"Ahem." The duke of Weseltown and Prince Hans both turned their heads to see the speaker. "May I ask what the problem is?"

"Well you see-"

"She attacked me-"

"It was an accident-"

The voices babbled over each other till Percy held up his hand for silence. "Let's see if I got this straight. Elsa accidentally used ice powers and scared all of you. The duke of Weaseltown-"

"It's Weseltown!"

"Whichever. Is saying she attacked him, while Hans is saying it was an accident and we need to go find her. Correct?"

He got answering nods. "Well then. The answer is simple. I and my companions will go get her back down here. See you later."

"How will you survive? It is now the middle of winter?"

Leo flicked a fireball in the air. Stunned silence, before a hysterical duke started screaming "Wizards! More of them!"

Percy groaned. "Nice. Real smooth Leo."

Nico turned to face him. "I think that this town right now is dangerous to our health. Time to go." He lead the group out of the walls and they started to scale the mountain. He paused, realizing he had no idea where he was going, and looked at Olaf. "Olaf, did Elsa make you?"

"Yeah, why?"

"Do you know which way she went?"

"Yeah, why?"

"Can you take us to her?"

"Yeah, why?"

Leo crouched next to him and plucked Olaf's left arm out of his body and peered at it. "How does this work? Ow!" He yelped as the hand slapped him. Olaf wheeled around, snatched the arm back, reattached it, and frowned at him.

"Quiet Sven, I am trying to concentrate here."

"My name is not Sven."

"Should I care about that? Not like I can do what I want, what with an author and censorship these days."

"Too bad, so sad. Now, can you tell us where to go to find Elsa?"

Olaf started walking away from them. "She used to want to try to go outside and go to the highest peak of the highest mountain. So let's check there!" A hand fell on his shoulder as Percy spun him around and pointed.

"I think you meant to go towards the mountain."

"Of course, of course. Come on!" They trudged through the high snow up the mountain until they reached the chasm. Percy stared in disbelief.

"What. The. Hades. Is. That?"

"Looks like an ice bridge! Cool, I'll go first."

"No Leo!" Everyone roared, tackling the demigod Into the snow. Leo got back up, spitting out snow from his impromptu face plant, and looked at them.

"Seriously guys?"

"Leo, does it strike you as a good idea to let the fire user go first over a massive divide on an ice bridge?"

"Point taken." The others went across, one at a time, with Nico gripping the handrail so tight Percy thought he might shatter the ice. Finally it was Leo's turn, and everyone watched in trepidation. He took two steps, surrounded himself with heat, and watched the bridge dissolve under his feet before pointing his hands downwards, clicking his heels three times, and shouting "Flame on!" Fire streamed from his hands and feet as Leo flew over the rest of the gap before landing in a crouch and then straightening. "And that, gentleman, is how the hot McShizzle rolls."

"What?"

"Yeah, I know right? I wasn't sure that would work actually. If it didn't, you would have seen a falling boy wreathed in fire shouting something a bit stronger than flame on."

"That was either madness, or brains." Nico said, shaking his head.

"It's remarkable how often those two traits coincide."

"You know what Leo? Forget it. Let's just get this over with." Percy walked up to the sorts and raised his hand to knock before glancing back at them. "Two things. One, it would be best if only one person went in, and the choice is either me or Leo. I don't think Leo would have the finesse for this, no offense, but you are not exactly subtle. Now, to get in, I will give the secret knock." He brought his hand down on the door once, and then waited. The doors opened outwards after a few seconds, letting a kaleidoscope of colors stream out. Percy glanced back once more. "Be back in a minute guys." The doors closed behind him as Olaf walked forward and plopped down on the steps.

"One. Two. Three. Four." The others joined in the counting as well.

"Five. Six. Seven. Eight..."

Has anyone actually timed that scene? I did, and it was pretty darn close to a minute. Oh, and I don't own Captain Jack or Cloud Cuckoo Land.