"Manual work is so archaic," Hiro complained sticking the tag on the inside cover of another book. "It's the reason why people invented robots."

"Yeah, no kidding," Wilbur agreed setting a new pile of books on the table next to where the others were working.

Andy rolled his eyes. "Suck it up, guys," he said. They had been complaining ever since they got into the library, something around two hours ago.

"Why are we doing this again?" Wilbur asked as he turned to another round of weight lifting.

"Uh, because it was either helping to catalog the new books, or face Astrid's wrath," Hiccup stated from somewhere in the middle of the shelves. "And considering we all have to spend a considerable amount of time with her, either on class, on extracurricular activities or… whatever"—the other boys wolf-whistled and roared, making him blush—"I'd say we've got the easy road here."

"I don't know what I have to do with that," Hiro mumbled. "I did absolutely nothing to anger her."

Jack snorted from where he was, a few feet away from Hiccup. "I beg to differ, my beautiful boy. Just because you keep yourself on the sidelines, doesn't mean you're not a part of the crew."

"Yeah, you are a vital part on our operations pretty much since you transferred from genius city," Hiccup agreed.

"And you have the courage of playing innocent"—Wilbur huffed—"Sneaky little bastard."

Hiro laughed. "Sorry if I'm not on the spotlight like you wannabe rock stars."

"You're more of a 'dark alleys and illegal meetings' kind of person, aren't you?" Andy teased friendly.

Discussion continued vividly around the table they had chosen to use as their working area, each guy throwing snarky comments one after the other, and then laughing together.

Hiccup put the last book he was carrying in its place and climbed down the small four step ladder he was using. He sat on the last step and turned his face to Jack's direction.

"So…" he started quietly not to be heard from the others. "Is there a reason why you're getting closer to Elsa's sister?"

"Since when do I owe you satisfactions on who I befriend or not, Third? You jealous or something?" Jack teased with an eyebrow raised. But when Hiccup didn't follow along with the joking, he frowned confused. "What do you mean?" he asked still focused on the shelf of books in front of him.

"Please tell me it isn't part of some kind of evil plan to drag Elsa down."

Jack sighed dramatically. "Well, despite what you may believe, not everyone's life circle around a girl, much less a girl like Elsa Arendelle."

"I'm not gonna let you insult her, you know."

"I'm not insulting her, I'm just making a point." Jack said defensively. "Anna is fun, and me talking to her on a frequent basis has nothing to do with her blood ties."

"If you say so…" Hiccup mumbled. "Just watch it, oaky? Try not to screw things up."

"When have I ever screwed things up in my entire existence?"

It was Hiccup's time to let out a heavy sigh. "Elsa is an amazing person and she's a friend. And your sense of humor can be… well, how can I put this in a nice way?"—Hiccup scratched his chin in a thoughtful gesture, then put his hand down and stared at the other guy with dead eyes—"It can be a load of crap sometimes."

"Yeah, yeah," Jack said as he waved with his hand. "Relax, dude. I'm not a total jerk, you know. Not all the time."

Hiccup was about to reply when they heard the heavy doors opening and precise footsteps going in the direction of the table the rest of the guys were working at. Both of them walked back curious to know who it was.

"Hello boys," they heard a cheerful Violet saying.

"Hey, Vi." Andy smiled. "Care to join us?"

"I would love to do that, Andrew," the girl said and the falsity on her words was touchable. "But I don't wanna disturb your precious guys bonding time."

"You're just gonna keep using my words against me, aren't you?" Jack asked greeting the girl with a quick one arm hug. She pushed him away with a roll of eyes.

"What now, you were so bored out there that you came here to laugh at us?" Wilbur eyed the girl crossing his arms.

"My, I'm surprised you think I would ever be so mean," she said, not sounding the least surprised. Wilbur smiled as he rolled his eyes.

"Have any more business here, Brutus?" Hiro asked not so friendly.

"I have, actually." Violet walked to their table, picking the list of books they were supposed to catalog. "I'm here to check on your progress, on behalf of the Student Council."

"I am part of the Student Council. I could do the report part myself," Andy reminded her. "You didn't have to go through the trouble of coming all the way here just for that."

"And miss the opportunity of seeing your exhausted and miserable expressions?" Violet smiled putting the list back on its previous place. "Never."

"You're adorable, Violet," Hiccup said with a smirk. Violet blew him a kiss so very adorably, making him laugh.

"So you have no serious reason to be in here?" Wilbur asked.

"I told you," she said walking to the table next to their workspace. "I'm here to check on you guys. Astrid was worried you'd be goofing around, or you'd have long sneaked out by now."

"Gee, good to know that she trust us so much," Hiro mumbled.

"So anyway," Violet continued, like the other guy hadn't said anything. She cleared her throat loudly and continued, with an authoritarian voice, "President Elsa Arendelle and Treasurer Astrid Hofferson send their appreciation on you gentlemen's noble volunteer act to help this school. Astrid also kindly observed that no harm whatsoever will be done to any of you as long as the library is in order. You're free to go after six, and you're expected back tomorrow to finish whatever you're unable to finish today. They send you their regards and hope you have a great day."

All of the guys groaned at that.

"You know, I liked you more when you were on our side," Hiro said.

"And I liked you more when you actually sounded like a 180 plus IQ prodigy," Violet replied, making all except Hiro have to hold their laughs.

Hiro turned his face to look at Wilbur. "I can't believe you dated her," he grumbled.

"I am right here, and I can hear you, dumbass," Violet informed, as she opened a random book and started flipping through the pages.

A shade of pink started rising on his cheeks. "Hiccup is dating Astrid," he said defensively, as an attempt to escape the spotlight.

"Hey!" Hiccup exclaimed a little shocked at being pointed out.

Hiro sighed dramatically. "Which makes me wonder what is wrong with you people."

"You and me both, sister," Jack agreed.

"Again, I am standing right here." Violet groaned. "Seriously, am I fucking invisible to you people?"

Weather outside was chilly, with the occasional breeze to blow leaves off the top of trees, but the warm sunlight made the autumnal atmosphere nice and cozy. In a day of pure laziness, many students found themselves sitting in small groups by the grass enjoying the shy appearance of the sun as they talked and laughed without worries in their heads.

Hiccup was one of said students by the grass, sitting under a tree of a multitude of yelows crown with his girlfriend—he loved that word. He had his back leaning against the tree trunk while Astrid leaned her body lightly against his good knee. His right hand rested on her hip while his other one casually played with her hand over his stomach.

"So… I think we need to establish some ground rules," Hiccup said, his free hands running circled patterns at the side of her body.

She raised an eyebrow surprised. "Ground rules?"

"Yep." Hiccup smiled sheepishly. "You know, to make sure this works," he said moving his gaze to their holding hands.

"Does this mean you're having doubts about it?" Astrid provoked him with a smirk.

"What?" Hiccup eyed her a little taken back. Although she was smiling, he couldn't stop thinking that his life was in danger. Talk about traumatizing experiences. "No. Of course not. I just thought that maybe… chances you get mad at me may lessen if we have some rules. And maybe I'll live longer that way…"

"Really?" Astrid kept her teasing skeptical look. "Because it sounded like you were having second thoughts about us being together. So not gonna let you dump me, Haddock."

"I swear I'm not having second thoughts," Hiccup said raising their hands to rest over his chest. He looked her deep in the eyes, a loving smile on his face. "And I would never dump you." He leaned closer to her, his eyes never leaving hers.

"Besides," he confided, his lips brushing lightly against her cheek and making a path to her ear. She closed her eyes leaning to his touch very discreetly. His warm breath tickled her sensitive skin in the most unbearable way possible. She hated when he did that, and he knew it. "I don't have that much of a death wish."

Astrid huffed snapping her eyes open and pushed him away with the hand that still rested on his chest. "Asshole," she mumbled with a roll of eyes.

"Ow." Hiccup laughed, then wrapped his arms around Astrid waist and pulled her closer, despite her fighting. "Sorry," he apologized planting a soft peck on her lips.

And then another one. And another one. And a last one, until they were deeply kissing. His movements were slow as he tasted her, his lips parting hers ever so lightly, and his tongue sliding against her tongue. His delicate ministrations carried the sweetness only Hiccup could have and he took his time with her like they had all the eternity for themselves.

Astrid hated how relaxed she felt. How the simplest of his touches made her body react. She hated how secure he was and how vulnerable he made her feel. She had to make sure he didn't forget who was in command, so she wrapped her arms around his neck pulling him down harsh to her mouth and took a grip on his nape hair making him moan softly. Her sudden actions caught him off guard, which allowed her to easily take charge of the kiss. She smiled against his lips as she pushed herself away, to his greatest displeasure.

He grunted in protest seeking blindly for her mouth and she loved that sound.

"So," Astrid's voice was a little hoarse, and she was breathing harder than she had calculated she'd be. "What are the so important rules you want to set?"

Hiccup felt dumbstruck at the sudden stop, missing the feeling of her, like an addicted going through the symptoms of withdrawal. He found it hard to concentrate and his brain didn't want to cooperate with him. The only thing he could think of was how close she was and how he wanted to pull her back to his arms.

"What?" he managed to pronounce.

She raised her eyebrows waiting.

"Right…" Hiccup shook his head to get his game together. He concentrated for a moment, then said, "Oh, you can't ask me about stuff I do with the guys."

"What?" it was Astrid's time to ask.

"We're pretty much doing things you don't really approve most of the time. I can't lie to you, so you can't ask me about it either."

Astrid narrowed her eyes pondering his proposition. "Fine,"—she sighed—"I'll let you protect your stupid brotherhood oath."

"Thank you," he said smiling broadly. The worst part was probably done. Now back to action…

"I have some rules too," she said placing her hands on his neck and stopping his advance. He looked at her questioningly. "You can't go to the gym while I'm training."

"Why not?"

"It's my 'oblivious to everything and everyone' moment, you included."—she saw him frowning—"Don't get all whiny about it, I just need some time to myself, and that time is when I'm at the gym."

"Okay…" he folded his hands on her lower back. "Can I pick you up when you're finished?"

"Maybe," she tried to play indifferent, but a part of her was already looking forward for him picking her up the next time she went exercising.

Hiccup smiled fondly. "Maybe is fine by me."

He sealed his words with his mouth meeting hers again. The kiss was quick, interrupted by him this time. He pulled her to him, resting his chin at the top of her head.

"We gotta keep this for when it's just the two of us. It's kinda weird when we're all together."

"Agreed," she said with her head buried at the crook of his neck, taking in the scent of his cologne and soap. "No pet names," she added dead serious.

"Really?" Hiccup asked and she felt his chest moving when he laughed silently. "I was kinda looking forward to it."

Astrid hit him hard on the chest with her fist, not bothering to raise her head from her comfy spot.

"Okay"—Hiccup grabbed her by the wrist to stop the assault—"I thought about another rule: no punching me more than once a day."

"Nuh-uh, buddy," Astrid refused laughing. "You totally deserve."

"I better get an armor or something…" he muttered.

"That's not an entirely bad idea," she agreed snuggling deeper into his embrace.

"Rule number thirty-seven, paragraph J,"—a guy with silver hair popped beside Hiccup—"Jack has top priority on Hiccup over Astrid."

Astrid groaned and straightened herself starring at the guy casually sitting beside them, like he didn't see the couple was looking for some privacy there.

"Hey there, gorgeous." Jack winked at Astrid.

"Jackass," Astrid greeted back.

"Wow, never heard that one before."—Jack rolled his eyes—"You are spending too much time with him." He gestured with his head at Hiccup.

Hiccup laughed amused. "Were you eavesdropping on us?" he asked resting his head on the tree.

"Not really." Jack shrugged. "Just happened to hear your conversation as I was passing by. And I gotta say, you two are lovely together," Jack's voice was pure sticky and sweet honey. "I've been looking for you, Third."

"Yeah, we're kinda busy right now, so if you can come back later…" Hiccup said trailing off with his hand.

"No way, we have plans."

"Get out of here," Astrid roared.

"Sorry, sweetheart, but Hiccup was mine way before he was yours," Jack said with a sexy smirk as he stood up.

"Just give me five minutes…" Hiccup whined laughing as he buried his face on Astrid's shoulder.

"Haddock, NOW!"

"Alright, alright"—he sighed taking his arms away from his girlfriend—"I'm coming. See you later." He kissed Astrid before standing up and following the other guy.

"Seriously," Jack mocked loud enough for Astrid to hear as they walked. "How the hell did you two spend all these years away from each other?"

"Hurry up, Merida!" Anna cried pushing her roommate down the hall.

"It's not my fault that your choir rehearsal was longer today," Merida, the girl with trademark wild curly red hair, who also happened to be Anna's and Elsa's cousin, murmured under her breath.

"Already apologized for that," Anna smiled hooking her arm on the other girl's. "Come on, we're late."

"I don't see why I have to go in the first place."

"He said it was alright if I brought a friend," Anna said. "Besides, I need moral support, okay? They're all seniors and it's kinda intimidating..."

"So, Jack Frost is your new detention pal, huh?" Merida asked eyeing her friend with the corner of her eye.

"You make it sound like I'm in detention all the time." Anna groaned. "It was a one-time thing and it is so not gonna happen again."

"Doesn't change the fact that you became friends with him after that. Ergo,"—Merida paused dramatically, looking at the blonde girl—"he's your detention pal."

"I feel a little bit of judgment in your voice, Mer."

"No judgment, just curiosity." Merida raised her hands to claim innocence.

Anna sighed. "I told you a million times already, we just talked a little bit, but he was so cool. I mean, he's Jack Frost. And everything around him is so exciting and—what?" Anna asked noticing the glares Merida was throwing at her.

"You have that look on your face."

Anna frowned and asked confused, "What look?"

"That look!" Merida shouted pointing her index finger at her. "Do you like him?" she asked in a lower voice.

The blonde girl gasped. "What? No, of course not," she denied indignant. "I mean, he's alright and all, but he's not my type."

"Oh, really?" Merida arched her eyebrows. "And what exactly is your type again? Two-faced jerks? Lying bastards? Narcissistic son of bitches?"

"Shut up, Merida," Anna rolled her eyes. "It's not funny."

"Oh, I wasn't aiming for funny. It was all judgmental this time."

Anna didn't say anything at that. She just kept walking in silence.

"Seriously, Anna. I don't know what was so good about Hans. And how did you not see that one coming?"

"I don't wanna talk about it," Anna mumbled.

Merida watched the hurt expression filling Anna's face and sighed.

"Just be careful, okay? I don't want you to get hurt again."

Anna smiled feeling comfort on her friend's words." Aw, man," she whined. "You're so cute sometimes." She jumped to hug Merida tightly. "I love you so, so much, Mer."

"Yeah, yeah…" Merida rolled her eyes letting herself be hugged by her cousin. "Now get off. I thought we were late for meeting your new friends."

"Right," Anna agreed letting go of her. "Let's go."

Violet felt like there was a wrecking ball dancing with her brain. Since she had woken up that morning, she had been suffering a massive headache that apparently wanted to be her new best friend: it didn't leave her side the entire day. So that was helping a lot with her usually so good mood…

And it wasn't like she could go to her room and die under her cozy covers, not just yet.

Violet stomped down the hallway to the room she was supposed to meet Jack and the rest of the guys at.

She heard a girl laughing a bit too loud when she was opening the door. "You guys are like the Breakfast Club." She recognized Elsa's little sister as the owner of that voice.

"Hiccup is the Princess," Violet said coming inside and closing the door.

"And you're the Basket Case," Hiccup replied rolling his eyes.

Violet took a look at the room and its occupants. Jack and Hiccup were there, but no sign of Andy, and there were two girls with them, Anna and the girl with incredible red curl who usually was with her. Merida, wasn't it?

Violet raised an eyebrow and turned to Jack's direction.

"When did you open the Frost's royal daycare for princesses?" she asked mockingly. "No offense," she added looking at the other girls.

"Sure, why would we be offended," Merida murmured, receiving an elbow in the ribs by Anna.

"Come on, Vi." Jack smiled. "We're always with arms open for new additions. Wasn't that how we welcomed you, darling?"

"Sure was," Violet said massaging her temples. "Look, I'm not really in the mood for babysitting today, so I'm gonna head out."

Hiccup looked at her frowning. "Don't be like that, Violet. Andy and Wilbur are gonna be here soon, it'll be fun."

"No, really." Violet shook her head and instantly regretted it, as she felt her brain shaking like gelatin. "I'm not feeling very well."

"Do you need anything?" Anna asked preoccupied. "Maybe we can get you some medicines…"

"It's fine, I'll just get back to my room." Violet gave them a weak smile before heading to the door. "Sorry for the awful first impression, girls," she said before leaving.

Violet walked slowly with her eyes shut, trying not to move more than the strictly necessary. She wasn't really paying attention to her surroundings, as she was entirely focused on the hole being dug in her head.

That's when she bumped into someone at the turn of a corner.

"Wow, sorry," a male voice said holding her by the arms when she lost balance. "Violet?"

"Hey," Violet greeted Wilbur. "You're late, they're waiting for you inside."

"And where are you going?" he slid his hands down her arms to the side of his body.

"Back to my room," she mumbled unable to stop herself from noticing how warm his hands felt over the thin layers of her clothes.

Wilbur frowned concerned by her exhausted expression. She had sweat sticking her hair to the sides of her face and her cheeks were a little red. She looked about to pass out. "Should I go with you?"

"I'm fine, just feeling a little dizzy," she said leaning on the wall.

"You look hot."

"Thanks," she said trying to put some humor into her voice, very unsuccessfully.

Wilbur smiled softly. He gently placed a hand on her forehead. "I mean you look feverish."

"Nothing for you to worry about."

"Come on, we're going to the infirmary," Wilbur grabbed her hand, pushing her gently.

"No way…" Violet stopped and got her hand free from his.

"Violet, we can do this the easy way, or the hard way. It's up to you."

"I don't need to go the infirmary, a quick nap and I'll be good as new," Violet whined, feet still rooted to the floor.

Wilbur sighed dramatically. "Hard way it is." He grabbed her by the waist and lifter her, carrying her over his shoulder.

"WILBUR!" Violet felt the world spinning too fast and regretted raising her voice. "Put me down."

"Just shut up and be nice until we get there," he said, going in the direction of the infirmary, ignoring the prying eyes.

"Please, let me walk," she pleaded weakly.

Wilbur stopped surprised by the girl's vulnerability. "Are you willing to cooperate?" he asked as he slowly put her down.

"Yes," Violet murmured staring at the floor.

"Good girl." Wilbur took a strand of her hair of her face and tucked it behind her ear. He smiled before leading the way, sure enough that she'd be following him.

(…)

Wilbur knocked on the infirmary door before peeking inside.

He saw Violet lying on one of the beds with her back turned to his direction. He walked inside, closing the door behind him. The nurse was nowhere to be found.

"Hey, you alone?" he asked as he walked to the chair beside the girl.

Violet turned to lie on her back, taking a glimpse of the newcomer.

"Mother Gothel"—as the school's nurse was kindly called by the students—"went to the kitchen. She said she'd prepare me some hazelnut soup."

"Yum," Wilbur said with fake excitement. "Brought you water," he said handing her a bottle. "Gotta keep yourself hydrated."

"Thanks," she said grabbing it and sitting up. She took a sip from the water as she noticed Wilbur's intense eyes on her. "What?"

"Nothing." Wilbur shrugged, leaning back on his chair. "Just making sure you're alright."

"Why do you care?" she asked resting the bottle on the nightstand.

"Because I'm gonna win you back."

If she had been drinking it, she'd have chocked on the water at that. She had momentarily forgotten how cocky the guy could be when he wanted to, coming to a close match with Jack Frost.

"If I wasn't dying," she said with a little bit of annoyance on her voice. "I'd be laughing at you right now."

"Come on, I've wanted to say that one ever since I left," he said crossing his arms behind his head. He had a teasing smirk on his lips. "It was good, wasn't it?"

"It would be if we were in a movie and you weren't a complete idiot," she mumbled, and he chuckled. She lied back on the bed turning her face to the opposite direction from him. She closed her eyes, extremely tired, trying to forget about everything, giving her body a deserved break from the world.

Violet felt when the bed sinking slightly as weight was put over it.

She didn't need to open her eyes to know that Wilbur had moved his body from the chair and was now sitting beside her. "Get out of here."

"I'll go as soon as you fall asleep." Wilbur smiled as he looked down at her.

"Creepo," she grumbled burying herself under the sheets.

He chucked lightly. "Sweet dreams, Violet."

… And that was the last thing she heard before falling into a dreamless, yet somehow comforting sleep.

Hey guys!

Welcome to the new readers and I hope you're still out there, older ones.

So, somebody asked about my updates. I try to upload new chapters every week, but then life gets in the way and I disappear for a while, then come back with a few more chaps, then AWOL again...

And here's a thing: I write fanfiction becase A.) I hate thinking about names and B.) I like adding movie references to the stories. So yeah, Kristoff is coming up, don't worry about it.

Lots of little groups in this chapter. But my favorite will always be Jack and Hiccup. Love writing them together.

Hm... about Jelsa... I don't know when it's gonna happen, but you probably noticed how their relationship is gradually changing. So quick question: who do you think is gonna fall for the other first? I already know, and you probably know as well. I think. Maybe. I don't know.

Any more questions, requests, feel free to ask me :)

Thank you for not giving up on me (Big Hero feels!) and I think this is it for now, I'll see you all pretty soon.

Byee!