Jack's P.O.V
"No, I think a dreamsand scepter would still beat that," I say to Elsa as we sit on top of the hill.
"A dreamsand hairbrush could be better," Elsa says.
I laugh, looking at her. She also laughs, her eyes shining in the dreamsand light. Without thinking, I close my eyes and lean in, and she does too. All of a sudden, she stops.
"Um, we should head back now," Elsa says, standing up.
"Right," I mutter, also standing.
"Hey, y'know, maybe you can fly too," I say.
"Right, like that could ever happen," Elsa laughs.
"No, it really good. Watch. Wind, pick Elsa up!" I command.
"Oh my goodness..." Elsa gasps as she's being lifted into the air.
"Wind, put me down!" She shrieks. All of a sudden, she gently lands on the ground.
"No way... People who can control ice and snow must also be able to control the wind!" I exclaim.
"Okay, I guess we'll fly back," Elsa breathes shakily.
"You don't have to if you don't want to," I say.
"Are you kidding?! Of course I want to fly!" Elsa laughs. "Wind, pick me up please!"
"Y'know, you don't have to use manners with it," I smirk at her as we both begin flying.
"Oh!" Elsa gasps as she suddenly falls, but I quickly catch her.
"Careful!" I chuckle.
"I can do it, watch," she says. She rests a hand on my shoulder, then slowly drifts further, getting the hang of it.
"I bet I could beat you!" Elsa laughs, flying away.
"Bet you can't!" I challenge, and fly after her.
"Jack! Elsa! Where were you two?!" North asks as we step into the Globe Room.
"We got bored," I shrug.
"Get in sleigh! We all are going to the lake!" North urges.
"Wait, now?" Elsa asks.
"Yes, the sun is rising and the moon is still in the sky! Manny and Sissy will finally reunite! Hurry!" North urges as the sleigh pulls out.
"How do I get on?" Anna asks. Kristoff helps her up, then Olaf.
"The reindeer ain't comin', is he?" Bunny asks.
"Of course he is," Kristoff says, offended.
"Crikey," Bunny groans as Sven seats himself next to him.
"How. Do. I. Get. In?!" Elsa struggles, attempting to get in.
"Here," I chuckle, flying above her, gently grabbing her waist and settling her in.
"Thank you," she says.
Tooth shoots her a glare, "North is talking, shush."
"Why does she hate me?" Elsa asks, looking down at her hands.
"She doesn't," I lie.
Elsa knows I'm lying also, and she sighs. She turns conjures up an ice tooth.
"Here, Tooth," Elsa hands it over to Tooth, letting go of it, thinking Tooth will take it, but Tooth ignores the gesture and the ice tooth cracks on the ground.
"It's fine," I reassure Elsa, taking her right hand and putting it in my left.
We then land at the frozen lake, all the other mythical creatures there.
Everything is on the line.
OHHHH SNAP! EVERYTHING IS ON THE LINE!
Next chapter will be a battle chapter, and you all will be surprised. I'm positive ;D
Question: If you were Elsa, what would you do to get Tooth to like you?