Hey guys!

How have you been? Good, I hope. This is a light chapter, after the emotional stuff we just had.

So yeah, have fun.

"I am your spaniel, and, Demetrius, the more you beat me I will fawn on you. Use me but as your spaniel: spurn me, strike me, neglect me, lose me; only give me leave (Unworthy as I am) to follow you. What worse place can I beg in your love (And yet a place of high respect with me) than to be used as you use your dog?" was one of Helena's lines directed to her lover, Demetrius from Act II, scene I of 'A Midsummer Night's Dream'.

Astrid took advantage on the fact that she was with her back turned to Tooth to secretly roll her eyes as she finished reciting her line, as emotionless as a rock.

The girl ignored the chuckling people watching at the stage wings, like she got used to do whenever they had to rehearse. She had lost count on how many rehearsals they had up to that moment, considering they were a month and something away from the performance date and a week before spring break's start.

"Astrid, dear," Tooth's always gentle and motherly voice called from behind the girl.

Astrid turned around slowly, mentally preparing herself to what she knew by far she was about to hear. "Helena is trying to convince Demetrius of her deep love towards him in this scene. You have to be more emotional! More passionate! You have to sound desperate to follow him with all your strength! You have to feel like you could die if you don't have him with you!" Tooth exclaimed eagerly and her so called friends finally cracked, bursting into laughter.

Yeah, friends.

"Yes, ma'am." The blonde girl muttered staring at the rest of the cast with a fierce glare that said something close to 'keep laughing and you will all find out whether there is an afterlife or not'. It made them all shut up immediately. For the time being.

"Let's take a break and get back later from where we stopped, okay?" Tooth smiled at the girl in a concerned way. "Twenty minutes, guys." She shouted to the rest of the students with her hands cupped around her mouth.

They all thanked tiredly and started walking out of the auditorium.

Astrid groaned frustrated digging her nails deep into her palms as she stared at the ceiling, silently asking what she had done so wrong to suffer a punishment like that. And then, when the heavens didn't care to answer the girl, Astrid let her eyes fall back down, her gaze landing at her stage partner.

He was grinning widely with his hands resting behind his head in a relaxed posture. Few first rehearsals Hiccup couldn't even look at her in the face but now, as time flew by and he became used to their roles on the play, he started acting more and more confident towards her. The exact opposite of herself, she thought with exhaustion. The more time they spent together, the more frustrated Astrid got.

"You're enjoying this, aren't you?" the girl narrowed her eyes at him judgmental.

Hiccup shrugged, "I'd be lying if I said I'm not."

"Idiot," she rolled her eyes before turning her back and leaving the stage to the direction the rest of their pack of friends was already waiting at.

The guy followed behind her in silence, the contained smile never leaving his face.

During the rehearsal break Tooth had given them, they luckily found an almost empty corner at the wreck room and the gang (with the exception of Astrid and Elsa), plus the addiction of a mini honorary member, was now divided into two small couches and a few puff chairs, gathered around a glass top coffee table.

"Dash, can you do me a favor and go buy me a coke from the vending machine?" Jack asked already handing the blond young boy a five dollars bill.

"Sure," the boy grinned excited to do something for his idol, master and inspiration. "Be back in thirty seconds, you can count!" he added before running to find the closest beverages selling machine.

Jack watched satisfied his pupil taking distance with a proud look on his eyes. He didn't notice the scrutinizing looks his friends were throwing at him.

"Dude, what the hell are you doing to my brother?" Violet glared at him with her eyes narrowed.

"I have no idea of what you're talking about, darling," Jack played dumb with a shrug of his shoulders.

"It's like you're using Dash as a servant or something," Andy pointed, always the reasonable one.

"Bullshit," Jack snorted loudly. "That is a complete lie," he said slowly. "I gently asked him to do it, you all heard it. And Dash as the good person he is, very different from the suspicious sister of his, volunteered himself to do me a favor. Plus, I gave him the money."

"How come that little brat does whatever you ask him to do like some kind of obedient puppy while I, on the other hand can't get him to tell me the time even if my life depended on his answer? And I'm supposed to have sister's privileges."

"Why are people so willing to serve me, my dear Violet?" Jack laughed. "Hm… Let's see…" he made a contemplative face, tapping his index finger on his chin. "Maybe because of my noble soul?" he wondered with a brow raised and faking ingenuity. "Or probably because of my charisma? And don't forget my good looks."

"Yeah," Hiccup snorted. "Definitely not because of your modesty."

At that moment, Dash came back with his hero's drink and change, his eyes shining excited and a bright smile appearing on his face.

"Here's your coke, Jack."

Jack thanked him and fist bumped the little kid in a relaxed way.

"What can I do?" Jack shrugged ignoring Hiccup's previous comment and turning to face Violet. "I'm kind of a role model for lots of people."

"The only way to put 'Jack Frost' and 'role model' in the same sentence and keep it equally true and coherent is if you put a big 'is not' between them." Astrid walked to the group carrying a bottle of soda and plastic cups.

Elsa came right behind her with a big tray of chocolate cake in hands.

"Thank you, Astrid, my appreciation for you just keeps getting bigger and bigger." Jack leaned back and stared at the blonde girl with a fake smile on the lips. The girl's smile back to him was dry and humorless. Well, at least she smiled. Some would call that a progress.

"What's all that?" Andy asked as he stood up to help the girls place the food on the coffee table.

"Just a treat to power up for the next hours of rehearsals," Elsa said casually. "Thought we could use some food."

"You bet, El." Violet moaned helping herself to a piece of cake. "Need sugar to keep up with 'Midsummer Nightmare' like I never needed before."

"Totally," Hiccup agreed as he helped Andy to serve the soda.

"To making a blasting success out of this shit." Jack held up his can and looked around.

"Cheers," Hiccup smirked as he was the only one to raise his cup to the toast after a moment of awkward silence.

"Man, this is bomb," Dash said as he attacked his piece of cake.

"You two did this?" Andy asked surprised, not just because it tasted good but also because the girls had gone through the trouble of preparing anything for them.

"All credits go to Elsa," Astrid shrugged looking at her friend who looked a little uncomfortable for the unwanted attention. "I just helped her shopping and carrying stuff."

"I didn't know you could cook, Arendelle," Jack Frost commented discretely giving the blonde girl a knowing look, his trademark smirk on the corner of his lips.

"Well, let's say that I had some guidance," Elsa shrugged, playing along and not being able to hold a contained smile at him.

"Dude," Violet looked from Elsa to Jack and then back to Elsa, her brain fighting against what her eyes were sure they had seen between them. "Why are you two flirting with each other?"

Multiple shocked expressions came after that. Eyes opened as wide as the legs of a ballerina during a jump; hearts skipped beats multiply; gasp sounds were heard from the deepest parts of people's throats…

Hiccup chocked with his cake and his coughs echoed through the room loudly, drawing unwanted attention to the group. Astrid cracked out laughing on the absurd of that idea. Andy, too shocked just stared at Violet pondering which was the least awkward, most probable scenery for that situation: Violet being mistaken… or not.

Elsa's neck clicked painfully when she suddenly turned her head to face Violet. "Why on Earth would I even consider flirting with a lowlife ameba like him?" she gestured to the silver haired boy with contempt.

"Yeah, Violet. You gotta be on really hardcore drugs to think that could happen," Astrid agreed.

"Thanks," Jack said dryly to both girls for the flattering and oh-so-kind words.

'Uh… Vi," Hiccup called the black haired girl, his voice gentle and slow, "I don't want to make less of you or anything and I know these few weeks have been like hell and all, but I really, really think you should get some rest. Maybe take a quick nap?"

"Don't baby talk to me, Haddock," Violet glared at the boy with a fierce look that made him shiver. "And you can call me crazy all you want but I know what I saw. It was freaking disturbing, I admit, but I'm one hundred percent sure of it."

Jack looked at Elsa at the same time as Elsa looked at him. And there was no flirtation in those eyes. Just confusion, strong denial, a bit of embarrassment and awkwardness. They both looked away as soon as their eyes met.

It wasn't like they were trying to be flirtatious or anything, and if Violet hadn't pointed that out, neither of them would have thought about that possibility. They were just doing what they assumed was innocent talking, but now that it was in the air, they couldn't ignore the awkwardness of it. Or maybe they could just blame it on Violet's questionable level of sanity. Yeah, that could work too.

"Okay, I guess it's time to get back," Elsa checked the time on her watch and stood up with revitalized energies.

People around her groaned and mumbled.

Andy started helping Elsa cleaning up the leftovers as Hiccup collected the used cups.

"I don't wanna go back," Violet cried leaning her had back on the puff chair.

"Look on the good side, Vi," Jack held out a hand for the girl to help her stand. "We'll have the pleasure of watching another round of Astrid's breathtaking-Oscar-winning acting skills," he mocked throwing a wink at the blonde girl narrowing her eyes at him.

"Yeah, you better shut up before I rip your beautiful silver hair off your head strand by strand," Astrid threatened with her usual aggressiveness.

"Did you hear that?" Jack asked Violet with a fake surprised expression as they walked side by side. "I think Astrid just complimented my hair!"

"What a memorable incident! First Elsa, now Astrid…" Violet played along with theatrical movements. "There must be some kind of cosmic alignment going on."

"Ever heard of sarcasm, you two morons?" Astrid rolled her eyes with her arms crossed.

"Yeah, I'm not really familiar with the term," Jack's voice was low and had a hint of an innocence everyone in the room knew he didn't have inside him. "But I heard it's a thing people use to protect themselves from complete embarrassment when they can't come up with a good enough comeback," Jack turned to the blonde and winked at her.

"Okay," Hiccup hurried himself in between Jack and Astrid before they could get into a fight and someone got hurt. He had both hands up in opposite directions, like he was holding invisible walls between himself and his two friends, trying to separate them. "You already showed how much you care about each other. But I think your bonding should stop here if we want you two to keep intact."

"Yeah, pretty sure Tooth wouldn't be very happy to know that two of her main actors were missing out of some teeth… or fingers." Andy pushed Jack with his free hand. (The other hand held the cake tray)

"Don't worry," Jack looked at Astrid from over his shoulder with a brow arched. "I don't hit girls."

"I'm afraid I can't say the same about me." Astrid gave back with her own brow raised.

Before Jack could say anything (which, FYI, was something related to reassuring his masculinity to the blondie), Andy pushed him harder, forcing him to continue moving.

"Keep walking, Frost," he said authoritarian.

Elsa sighed as she was the last person on the group.

"Well, isn't it just the perfect atmosphere for more three hours of script reading?" she let her thoughts out of her mouth as she rolled her eyes playfully.

Too much for having a quiet, peaceful afternoon.

Spring break came to give short relieve to the tired student body of Leprechaun Academy. Boys and girls went home to enjoy the little time they had with their families and friends before they had to head back to prison, as one certain Jack Frost liked to call it.

Because their acting was nothing close to perfected, the main cast from Leprechaun Academy Drama Club's A Midsummer Night's Dream play decided to meet up, dedicating some of their valuable time to a few hours of most needed rehearsal.

And so, Astrid Hofferson, Jackson Frost, Hiccup Haddock III, Violet Parr and Elsa Arendelle could be found that afternoon at Andy Davis's home, despite all the odds against it ever happening. They were reaching the last stop on the Davis residence tour: Andy's room.

"Dude, that's a Mr Potato Head!" Jack yelled grabbing the toy from a shelf on the wall.

"Wow," Hiccup got closer to his friend. "I used to have one too."

"Hey!" Andy stormed inside his room, grabbing the toy from Jack's hands. "Hands off the shelves," he carefully put the Potato Head back to his place, beside Mrs Potato Head.

"Gee, what got you so uptight, Davis," Jack rolled his eyes, changing his attention to the rest of the room.

"You got a pretty big collection of toys, Andrew," Astrid commented, her eyes running through the many shelves with carefully placed toys, all kept in mint condition.

"They are my treasure," Andy said, an eye glued to Jack, in case he tried to take any other toy from its place.

"Pretty amazing how you took care of them," Hiccup whistled softly as he examined a collection of plastic soldiers, every one of them perfectly aligned.

"Yeah, no kidding," Violet sat on his bed tiredly. "My brothers can't have a toy without breaking it for more than a few weeks."

Andy shrugged, "They're just special toys."

And his friends could see the warm glow on Andy's eyes. It made them smile.

"Okay, enough with the chit-chat," Andy clapped his hands once. "We got a lot of work to do."

Astrid and Violet whined.

"Come on, ladies," Elsa smiled holding out a hand to help Violet stand up. "Isn't that what we came here for?"

"Actually, I came here because I was sick of babysitting my brothers," Violet pointed out.

"So where should we start from?" Hiccup asked taking his script out of his bag.

"How about where Titania falls in love with donkey-face?" Astrid asked sitting on Andy's office chair.

"Considering that my stage partner is not here, I see no reason for going through that scene, Astrid," Violet replied shortly. "Besides, it's not my acting that's dragging us down."

"What's that supposed to mean, Violet?" Astrid narrowed her eyes at the brunette girl.

"Well, you know," Violet shrugged checking on her nails. "Just how you can't demonstrate any sort of affection towards Hiccup onstage, despite it being a play and it being fake and all…" she raised an eyebrow at the blonde daring. The special emphasis on the word 'fake' not going unnoticed by the other room occupants.

"Maybe we should start with another scene," Andy suggested, trying to cool thing out between the girls.

"Whatever," Astrid huffed rolling her eyes.

"Why don't we start at the first scene, when the three of us enter together?" Hiccup asked Elsa and Jack.

"Works for me," Jack walked to the center of the room and held out a hand for Elsa. "Come on, Your Highness. It's show time."

"Sure," Elsa rolled her eyes and walked to his side, though ignoring his hand.

(…)

"Andy, darling?" Mrs Davis knocked on her son's door.

"Yeah?" Andy asked as the door opened slightly and his mother's head appeared on the doorframe. They were in the middle of the third round of rehearsal.

"Sorry for interrupting," she apologized looking at the rest of the teenagers, to what they replied in slightly different levels of politeness.

"I'll have to go out for a while, you think you can take care of Molly for me?" she asked, a hint of a plea on her voice.

"Uh, yeah," he looked back at his friends to make sure they were okay with it. "We can do that."

"I know you guys are busy. It will only be for an hour, the most," she assured them.

"Don't worry about it, Mrs. D," Hiccup said respectfully.

"Molly!" the mother called and the little girl answered from her room. "I'm leaving now. Listen to your brother and don't interrupt him and his friends!" the girl replied with what came out as muffled sounds to them.

"I'll make it up to you," she told her son.

"It's fine, mom," Andy reassured the woman before she walked away towards the stairs.

"So, how about a break?" Violet asked hopeful.

"I could use a break," Hiccup stretched his tired body.

"Yeah, I'm starving," Astrid agreed.

"We could go grab some ice cream," Jack suggested letting himself fall on the bed.

"How much of a child are you?" Elsa laughed looking at the silver haired boy.

"Not as much as Mr 'I still keep my toys in my room' over there," Jack shot back with a brow raised at Andy, making him blush slightly.

"I'm sorry if I take care of my stuff, Frost," Andy replied half serious. He expected Jack to take it as a joke.

"What, because my room doesn't look like a twelve years old kid's room, I don't know how to take care of my things? It that what you're saying?" Jack crossed the few steps space between Andy and him preparing his first for contact. If he got the joking part of Andy's comment, Jack decided to ignore it.

"Okay," Hiccup stepped between them, pushing each of his friends a few steps back. "That's definitely not what he meant, and I'm sure you didn't mean to insult him either. Now break it up!"

"What the hell is wrong with you two?" Astrid nearly yelled at the duo. "I don't know what's up with the stupid testosterone display you decided to have, and honestly, I don't care. Snap out of it before I show you how manly you two morons are," she threated with glacial ice cold voice, a pointing finger dangerously traveling from one boy to the other.

Both guys kept their eyes locked at each other, tension growing between them.

"So... Ice cream or what?" Violet broke the awkward moment.

"Yeah, sure," Andy agreed, stepping back slowly and walking out of his room. "Mols!" he called his sister, a hint of anger remaining in his voice. "We're going out for ice cream."

"You seriously need to cool down," Elsa told Jack as they followed Andy through the corridor.

"Why don't you help me out with that, beautiful?"

"And hurry up!" he added to his sister.

I recently realized that I kinda changed a few small things on the characters' behaviour over the story, and it's not just on the developing process, some accidental changes that I no longer can get rid of… Yeah, that's what happens when you spend too much time away from a story.

So I have a few chapters done (I like to have some spare chaps ahead, because I usually change sequence of scenes a lot between writing them and uploading to the readers…) and I have some pretty nice scenes I really want you guys to read. I already wrote the play scene, some hurt, some fluffy and cheesy stuff, it's been fun. I can't wait to post them!

Now, a little trivia! Hiccup is the only one who calls Elsa "Els". Why? I don't know, it just happened. You can check if you want. That's completely irrelevant, but it's something I always have in mind when I'm writing. Oh, and the Lep Academy Word file on my computer has over 100 pages already, just on the story. Pretty sure this is the longest thing I've done so far. Kudos to me!

Anyway, let's cut this short. This is it for now, I'll see you guys soon.

Byee~