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Chapter 12: The Confession

"I love you, Elsa of Arendelle."

Her eyes widened and her heartbeat sped up. He said her name? High Prince Jack Frost, the stone-cold heartthrob, told her that he loves her? If she pinched herself now, would she wake up?

"W-What?" She gasped, her voice barely above a whisper. She took a step back, looking away as her face heated up. "Is this real?"

He gave an embarrassed chuckle. A shy smile broke across her face, and he stepped closer to her again. "From the very moment we met, I was drawn to you. I thought if I distanced myself like how I always do, it'll go away. But I couldn't be more wrong… There's just something about you that made it easier for me to open up to you. When I realized I liked you and told you about what happened to me, you accepted me, despite how broken I was. You made me feel better without intentionally trying to fix me, giving me my own time and space… and I fell for you," he chuckled and shook his head slightly. "The time away from you was confirmation that I know what I want."

"And what might that be?" She gave a small smile as his heart leapt once again with hope. He took her hands in his once again, interlocking their fingers.

"I want you to be the one by my side, caring for me through every up and down." His face inched closer to hers. "And if you'll let me, I want to be the one thinking for you, going crazy for you and growing old with you. All of that, but only if you want it too."

Elsa didn't know if she could breathe because of his words, or that his face was inching closer to hers. She found herself leaning into him as well as her heart melted at his confession.

Their lips barely brushed against each other when suddenly, the doors of the balcony opened.

"Jackie! Elsa-" Eugene's eyes widened as Jack and Elsa quickly pulled away from each other. His mouth dropped open as he gained his composure quickly and cleared his throat. "Sorry for, uh, interrupting. Manny is making his speech soon so we all have to head into the ballroom." He turned around to leave but paused for a moment before turning back to them.

"Just don't take too long though, and, uh, just remember to wipe the lipstick, you got a little here." He pointed to his lip area.

"We got it, Eugene." Jack rubbed his lips with a hand as he gave a sigh, causing Elsa to give a small giggle.

Jack sat up on his bed once again, gasping and trying to catch his breath. He was greeted by his dark room. However, when he closed his eyes, he was haunted by the pale, dead face of the girl.

He stood up and turned on the small lamp in the corner, the light giving him reassurance that it was just another bad dream.

He let out a strained, humourless laugh at himself. The day had been going relatively smoothly; he returned to the Golden Palace and he had finally found the courage to confess to the girl he loved. She didn't reject him, though she hasn't been able to give him her reply yet, but her not shooting him down was good enough for him.

After they were interrupted by Eugene, the rest of the celebrations continued and they didn't manage to find another time to privately talk afterwards. The night ended as everyone retired to their rooms, and so did Elsa, not before giving him the sweetest smile he had ever seen… Perhaps they'll talk tomorrow.

Of course, the evening had to end perfectly with a nightmare. Looking at the clock on his wall, it was not even that late, barely one in the morning. He paced around his room, trying to distract his tormented mind. He stopped in front of his table, placing both fists down on the smooth wooden surface. There was only one thing that could distract him.

One person to be exact.

He remembered how beautiful she looked tonight at the ball, her blonde hair framing her perfect face, her rosy lips dolled up in red lipstick, the dress that hugged her slender frame, cinching her waist and curves in the right places. He had to stop himself from thinking of her for a moment as he felt the heat creep up his face.

Elsa. She was his saving grace.

He suddenly had this strong urge to see her, all he had to do was go down the hall and turn right.

She could be asleep by now, he thought to himself as he tried to reason in his head. However, his thoughts were interrupted by three soft knocks on his door.

He took a while to react, unsure if he heard correctly. The silence was then followed by another three soft knocks, confirming that it wasn't his imagination. He approached the door and opened it.

"Hi." Her blue eyes met his. She stood before him, her hair let loose, in her white nightgown with her shawl wrapped around her shoulder and torso. Her beautiful face turned apologetic. "Sorry, I hope I didn't wake you. I saw your lights on."

"Hey, princess." He said with a soft smile. "No, you didn't. What are you doing here?"

She took a breath. "We didn't manage to speak again after the ball. I-" she hesitated for a second. "I couldn't stop thinking about it so I wonder if we could talk?"

He opened his door wider, gesturing to her. "Do you want to come in?"

Her eyes widened. "It's late, I don't want to impose. And…" she trailed off, suddenly looking at the ground.

"And?" He looked at her, cocking his head.

"It's not-" she stuttered a little, her cheek getting pink. "It's not very proper for me to be in your room at this hour."

He gave a light chuckle. "Princess. It's not proper for me to kiss you when you were still somewhat engaged. But you know what?" He took her hands in his, leaning in so he could whisper in her ear. "I'd do that again any day."

Her heart raced. God, she'd kiss him any day too. However, she had to keep her composure, it's not ladylike to go around kissing princes. Especially so for High Prince Jack Frost.

The way he was looking at her now was definitely not helping.

"About what you said today-" Elsa started but he cut her off quickly.

"Princess, are we really about to talk about this in the dark hallway in the middle of the night?"

He gave her a look and she blinked, taking in his point as she took the step into his room, her hands let go of his and she tightened her shawl around her waist. Jack closed the door behind her.

She turned around to face him, but didn't realize how close he was. Her arms came up to his chest and he placed his hands above her elbows. Her senses went into overdrive; she could smell his scent, look at his godlike face and touch him all at the same time. It was almost too much for her, missing him for the past month and now having him right before her.

"What you said today," she repeated her sentence from earlier breathlessly. She peeked up at him through her lashes. "Is it all true?"

His thumbs caressed her arm as he held her and he planted a tender kiss on her forehead. "With all my heart, princess." His lips whispered against her skin.

She pulled her head back slightly so that she could see his face, her heart thumping in her chest as she scanned his features, not wanting to forget this moment.

"Yes." She whispered as she looked into his eyes, a smile gracing her lips. She watched in amusement as his brows furrowed in confusion, but it took him a split second to widen then as he realized what she meant.

He grinned wildly, taking her face in his hands as he placed his forehead on hers. She wrapped her arms around his waist, before she tipped toed to close the gap between their lips.

The kiss started out shy and sweet but turned heated as the two winter immortals got braver with each passing second. He turned her around, hands still on her face as she leaned back, pressed against the wall.

As he proceeded to kiss her harder, his tongue brushed on her bottom lip and her knees almost buckled. She thanked the heavens that she was up against the wall, or maybe she was actually in heaven at this very moment.

His hands went down her face and to her waist as her arms went up to wrap around his neck. Her shawl fell off her shoulders to the floor, but she didn't care. She didn't care that she was now in a man's bedroom, in her sheer sleeveless nightgown. The lady in her was nowhere to be found as she focused on him, his lips, his touch.

She gasped when he released her lips, her breathing ragged as he trailed kisses from her lips to her cheek and then to her ear. His hands traveled back up her bare arms, relishing at the softness of her creamy skin.

"Fuck," he whispered softly in her ear, as if it he was cussing at himself. His breathing was heavy as his hands went back down to her waist.

"What's wrong?" She asked, turning her head but couldn't actually see his face as he buried it into her shoulder.

"We could've been doing this a month ago, what a waste." He said, louder this time and she giggled at his honesty. Knowing that he wanted her as much as she wanted him was refreshing, and it riled her up inside.

He couldn't help but plant kisses down her neck. Heavens, she was intoxicating. As his lips once again found hers, he hand traveled down her waist. She noticed what he was trying to do as he bent a little, his hands on her thigh through the thin fabric of her dress. In the spur of the moment, she let him lift her up and she wrapped her legs around his waist, her hands going to his face as she attacked his lips with soft kisses.

Soon, she found herself landing on his soft mattress, him on top of her. Her legs were still wrapped around his waist and her skirt hiked up, but she had other priorities. She felt a pluck of courage and her hands automatically fiddled with the buttons on his shirt. She wanted to see him topless, and she wanted to run her hands across his toned abs.

He helped her, breaking their kisses momentarily as he flung his shirt over his head and dove in to plant his face in her neck. A soft sigh escaped her lips and he didn't know how much longer he could take.

His hands slid up the smooth skin of her thigh, no longer interrupted by the fabric of her night dress. Her hands were running freely up and down his chest, abs and back, feeling his muscles under his pale skin.

She could feel him pressing against her as his hand roamed to her chest, tugging at the ribbon on her top. Her eyes opened, as much as she didn't want him to stop, she knew that she had to pull the plug before it reached the point of no return.

"Jack," she said his name as she gave him a gentle push on his chest. She felt his muscles flex beneath his skin and she bit her lip to hold back a moan.

"Hmm?" He kissed her collarbone, trailing kisses up her neck and jaw. He reached her lips again but before he could press his lips against hers, she pulled back slightly.

"I think I should head back," she said gently and his eyes opened. Half of him was in agony that she'd ended their session so abruptly but the other half knew he did go slightly far, he didn't want to press on if she didn't want to either. He looked at her face and she gave him a shy smile, he kissed her nose and rolled onto the bed beside her.

"I'm sorry-" she said, feeling bad as she sat up but he raised his hand.

"No, don't be," he gave her a genuine smile. He sat up as well and opened his arms as she hugged him. He kissed the top of his head.

Pulling away, she stood up and picked up her shawl on the floor. She threw it over her shoulder and turned back to him.

He too had stood up from his bed and made his way over to his desk where he had opened the top drawer of the mahogany table.

He reached in and pulled out a dark brown box, wrapped up with a red satin ribbon. Her curious blue eyes watched him as he took a few steps towards her, the gift in his hand.

"I- err," he couldn't hide the red tinge that spread across his face as he placed the gift in her hands. "I got this for you. Didn't manage to find a good time to hand this to you before."

Her eyes traveled from his beautiful face to the box in her hands. It wasn't very big, roughly the size of her two palms together. Right below the red bow, was a golden logo which was strangely familiar, and her eyes widened at the little gold words right below it.

Chocolatier Gusteau - Tillion

"This is…?" Elsa was speechless as she looked at him, unable to complete her sentence. He nodded with a small smile and she gasped softly. She'd briefly mentioned it to him before, how she and Anna loved their chocolates. However, it wasn't easy to get a box and orders had to be made months in advance. "How'd you get it? You were only gone for a month. Plus, you were on that hunt in Krona."

"I might've pulled some strings. Got them in two days." He shrugged. That was the short version of the story. The long version that he didn't elaborate was that he somehow found himself around the area as he flew from place to place in the last two weeks. There was a chimera that was wreaking havoc in the Tillion town and he subdued it. The townsfolk were so thankful that they wanted to throw a celebration in the High Prince's favour, but he politely declined, insisting the meals be prepared for the hungry instead. When he made the connection and remembered the chocolatier in Tillion that Elsa loved, the great Gusteau and his apprentice Remy were overjoyed to create a box especially for him. He wanted to decline initially, knowing how many orders they had and not wanting to add on to their workload. But they insisted and he agreed. It took them two days to get this box done for him.

Her heart beat faster in her chest as her emotions overwhelmed her. It was such a small detail which she barely remembered, but he did. No one else had ever done that for her before. He was so sweet, so caring… and she found herself falling even deeper for him.

"It's not much," Jack started, placing his hand over hers and the box of chocolates. "But I want you to know that I'm sorry for all the hurt you've been through because of me. I am in love with you, Elsa. I cannot deny or fight it anymore… I'll spend the rest of my life treating you right."

She didn't know how but her heart both melted and strengthened at his proclamation. The high prince's proclamation of love for her. She gave him a small smile, reaching up on her tiptoes so their faces were closer. "The rest of your life? That's a very long time."

He chuckled, giving her a quick peck. "If I'm gonna be around for a long time, I'd want you by my side."

Just as he finished his sentence, she pressed her lips to his, clutching tightly his gift to her chest as he wrapped his arms around her. She couldn't stop herself as the kiss heated up again, though she was the one who wanted to head back to her room. However, she couldn't bring herself to pull away from him.

He placed his hands on her shoulders as he pulled away softly, resting his forehead on hers. "You should head back before I change my mind and keep you here." He said with a cheeky smile.

Just keep me here. She nodded, swallowing thickly. He dropped his hands from her shoulders to his side as she turned around towards the door. He walked with her and opened the door.

"I could walk you back." He offered without even thinking. He just wanted to spend as many moments as he could with her. He kind of wished he didn't remind her that she wanted to go back, even the look in her eyes told otherwise. But he did it anyway, knowing her and that was something he respected.

"I think I can make the distance down the hallway by myself, I'm a big girl." She smiled at him. Her body found it so hard to take the step out the door, but she had to go back to her room. She couldn't possibly stay the night.

"Goodnight, Jack." She said as she turned to face him. He kissed her forehead quickly.

"Goodnight, Princess."

He closed the door after watching her walk a good distance down the halls. Rubbing his face in his hands as he sat down on his bed, he realized he was still topless, his white sleeping shirt lying on the floor.

He gave a groan, as he tore his eyes from his clothing on the ground. Memories of how it ended there just flooded his mind. He broke into a grin. The beautiful princess Elsa said yes to him. She wanted to be with him too. He bit the inside of his mouth as his face hurt from grinning so widely.

He missed her already, as much as he didn't want to admit. He loved her, her heart, her soul and her company. However, he hated how vulnerable he felt without her. It's unbelievable to him the attachment he felt, tempted to run out through his doors now to her room. He'd hug her and never let her go.

He somehow found himself standing in front of his room door with his hand on the handle.

You're acting like an obsessive creep. Calm the fuck down. He scolded himself as he took his hand off the door knob. Trying to knock some sense into himself, he took deep breaths and closed his eyes, leaning against the door. But all he could think about was her, and how he had to see her.

He let out a big sigh as he swung his door open, and a soft gasp shocked him.

She stood right there before him, her blue eyes wide, her hand ready to knock on his door. She wasn't wearing her shawl anymore and she didn't have the gift with her, meaning that she did make it back to her room.

"Elsa?" He said softly, her insides melting as he said her name. She returned because she had to get it out. It hit her hard and fast after returning to her room. She stared at the box of chocolate on her desk before she decided to dash back down the halls. She wanted to say it to him, though she knew the overwhelming feelings played a huge role in her judgment at half past one in the morning, she was sure her feelings were true.

She took his face in her hands softly. Her breathing ragged as she suddenly felt a pang of hesitation. "Tell me again that you love me, please?"

He gave a soft laugh. "Did you really come back just for this?" He tilted her chin up and gave her a soft kiss. "I love you. Is that what you-"

"I love you." She breathed and his eyes widened. Before he could say anything, she pressed her lips against his.

Pulling back slightly, he threw his arms around her and gave a smirk. "You know I'm definitely not letting you leave tonight."

She gave an equally amused grin. "I don't plan to." She whispered before she kissed him again.

Elsa kept her face calm as usual during their lunch meal. Her blue eyes focused on everyone in the room, but they made an extra effort to avoid the white-haired High Prince. Despite that, she couldn't help but steal glances at him and from his casual,aloof demeanor, it seemed like he was doing the same.

They had been together for just over two weeks, sneaking into each other's rooms in the dead of the night and returning to their own before the sun rose. Just thinking about it made her skin heat up, the kisses and touches they shared and the sweet words exchanged. They had decided to keep things hushed between them as they knew that everyone would go berserk once it was declared official. Especially with the holidays coming up, they felt it was best to not say anything until after everyone had returned from their Christmas break.

"Els," Punzie started as her green eyes peered at Jack who was in conversation with Hiccup and Eugenea few seats away. They had finished lunch and were just hanging around.

"Yes, Punz?" Elsa asked, her eyes looking up at her friend who had her arms crossed. Her face was deep in thought.

"Did something happen between you and Jack?"

Shit. Elsa kept her face calm, but she didn't know if Punzie noticed the slight flinch that was disguised as a mere blink. Her blue eyes went to her fingers. "Nothing happened. Why do you ask?"

Punzie gestured towards the High Prince currently talking to her fiancé. "You two are being awfully distant, plus he hasn't been sending you flowers or trying to court you anymore like before he left on his trip."

Guess they just got really good at hiding whatever was going on. Elsa let out an inaudible sigh. She feigned ignorance. "He just stopped trying, I don't know either."

"Ugh. Men." Punzie rolled her eyes. "What is wrong with him? When he returned Eugene said he caught you two kissing, and now this?"

Elsa waved her hand. "You know how he blows hot and cold… I'm not going to even try with him until he takes the first step."

"Do you want me to talk to him? I can knock some sense into him," Punzie said and Elsa gave a small smile. She loved how much Punzie cared for her and a tinge of guilt washed over her.

"It's fine. I don't want to deal with this with the holidays coming, maybe you can help me beat him up when we come back." Elsa said, laughing with her friend.

She spoke to Punzie a little more to hear what her plans back home were for Christmas. When they had finally ended their conversation, they found out they were the last two in the lounge and everyone had left to continue their day.

Elsa made her way back to her room. Shutting the door behind her, she let out a breath, pulling out the pins and hair tie that held her platinum blonde hair up. It cascaded down in loose waves.

Placing the pins on the table, she noticed a small slip of paper out of the corner of her eye, folded neatly. She never recalled it being there before. Grabbing it, she opened the note and was greeted by a familiar handwriting.

Come to the library at three today -J

Elsa poked her head through the library doors, opening them so that she could stealthily slide herself into the room. There was no one in sight and the wooden clock that hung on the wall closest to her showed that it was three in the afternoon.

"Jack?" She called out, making sure the door was closed properly before she made her way deeper into the library. Walking past the shelves of books, she keeped her eyes peeled for the High Prince.

"Jack?" She asked again. She looked around once again and felt a brush of cold wind caress her face, slightly touseling her blonde hair which she had quickly put into a french braid earlier on.

Following the cool gust of wind, she ventured further into the library, right into a corner that she'd never been before. The library was much much bigger than she had given it credit for. Her eyes widened at the sight of the beautifully made up area. It was decorated with little frost flowers that crept up from the floor to the ceiling. Little flakes of snow danced around her and she raised a hand to let one rest on her palm.

"Surprise, princess." She gave a soft yelp as he whispered into her ear. His arms wrapped around her waist and he pulled her into an embrace.

"You did this?" She asked, a hand pointing up to the flowers that lined the wall.

"Do you like it?" He kissed the top of her head and she broke into a grin.

"It's beautiful, but what is it for?" His hold on her waist loosened as she turned to face him.

"I wanted to make sure that you didn't think I wasn't trying anymore. Plus, I do not want Punz to beat me up." He gave her a look.

"You know I said it to Punz just to not raise suspicion." She raised a brow as she picked some snow off his jacket.

Jack shrugged. "Fine. I wanted a reason to do something nice for you. Just let me have it please?"

Elsa gave a giggle. "You're sweet. Thank you. No one has ever planned a secret snow rendezvous for me before."

She took his hands and brought her lips up to his in a tender little kiss. He wrapped his arms around her, hugging her closer to him. Gods, he loved her so much his heart was going to swell and burst.

"Come over tonight?" He whispered in her ear and she gave a small chuckle. She pulled away, looking at him with a small glint in her eyes.

"Hmm, is that all you got, your highness?" She gave a coy smile, and he shot her back an equally playful smirk. It took her much effort not to just grab his beautiful face and plant little butterfly kisses all over his face.

"Maybe I didn't persuade you enough."

Her heart sped up at his words as his hands went to her face and his lips crashed into hers. She took a few steps back, startled at his sudden passion. Her back touched the nearest shelf, stopping her from backing away further as he continued to ply her with his kisses.

Her hands found his soft white hair. She could feel him pressing into her and a longing ran through her at how perfect it was. How perfectly his feelings clicked with hers, how perfect he was for her.

Suddenly, the doors to the library opened and a soft chatter could be heard between two council advisors that entered. The two young immortals gasped, Jack taking a big step away from Elsa as he used his powers to magically remove the frosty showcase he prepared, wrapping it up nicely into an icy rose. Elsa smoothed her dress, heaving a sigh of relief as that they were in a faraway corner of the library, and whoever had just entered were speaking loud enough for them to realize they weren't alone.

She took a turn and ducked in between the shelves, Jack following closely behind her. She could smell his scent of pine and snow, half-wishing that they weren't actually interrupted earlier. She might've just taken him there and then. The heat rushed up to her face as she shuddered slightly at that thought.

She turned to look at him, her back turned against the huge bookshelf. Her heart almost melted as he gave her a small smile, holding up the ice rose for her. He gave her a wink and her face broke out into a grin as she took the rose from his hand, her thumb going up to his face to wipe a little bit of her pink lipstick from the corner of his mouth.

Now they just had to put on their little facade as he grabbed a book off the shelf, pretending to flip through it. The ice rose in her hand disappeared, she'll put it back together once she's back in her room, as she turned around to run her hands along the books on the shelf.

Elsa woke up, sitting up on the bed as she surveyed the room. Her blue eyes landed on the dark, velvet curtains that were drawn over the windows, small glimmers of light shining in through the little gaps. She would've usually gone back to her own room by now, but she had slept in this morning, and she needed to get back to her room before more of the palace started to wake.

Waving her hand over her body, a sheer slip dress fell across her slender figure. She looked over her shoulder to the winter High Prince sleeping soundly, a small smile on her lips. Gently, she shifted the covers off herself while trying to move her legs to the edge of the bed without moving too much so that she didn't wake him.

Just as she managed to get her legs across, a strong pair of arms wrapped around her stomach, pulling her back into the soft mattress as he hugged her back into his chest.

"Where are you going?" His raspy morning voice greeted her ears, she gave a soft chuckle.

"I have to get back, it's already late." She moved a little in his arms, trying to sit up again but to no avail.

"You can snuggle a little longer," Jack said, planting soft kisses on her shoulder. "The help is up but they will be preparing for breakfast in a bit, so we have some time until then."

"You don't have anything to prepare for this morning?" Elsa turned to face him.

"Not that early," he brushed the loose strands of her platinum blonde hair out of her face. "I just have a meeting with Bunny but that's at eleven."

Elsa barely heard him as a smile crept across her face. She took in the sight of his gorgeous face which was adorably dusted with freckles. She combed his hair out of his eyes, her thumbs brushed over his dark brows, and her hands trailed down to his bare shoulders.

He gave a small smirk, arms tightening around her waist. "It's not fair that you can make your own clothes. There's a reason I threw your nightgown all the way into the corner."

"Pervert." She whispered under her breath, grinning as he pulled her in closer. She laid on top of his chest, hearing the soft beating of his heart against his ribs.

"I'll miss you when you go home." He said, kissing the top of her head.

She interlocked their fingers together. "I wish we could spend the holidays together too. But it'll just be two weeks, I'll be back before you know it." She watched as he brought their hands to his lips as he placed a kiss on the back of her hand. Her heart felt as if it were about to burst.

"I love you."

She couldn't wait for herself to say it back to him as she went in to catch his lips with hers. She loved him, she loved him so so much. Her hands were on his face as she kissed him, their mouth moulding together perfectly. She moved one leg to his other side as she straddled him, not breaking the kiss as he slowly slid his hands from her knees up her thighs, pushing the end of her slip up higher.

Suddenly the door burst open.

"Jack, what time is- HOLY FUCK!"

Chaos ensued as Elsa rushed to gather the blankets to cover herself, with Jack helping her before he grabbed a pillow to cover himself, all while High Prince Bunnymund stood at the door with his hands over his eyes.

"FUCKING KNOCK, BUNNYMUND!"

There wasn't enough time for Elsa to panic before she found herself and Jack sitting at the wooden pantry table. Her lips pressed into a thin line as she dwindled her thumbs. She couldn't bring herself to look into the eyes of Punzie, Hiccup and Eugene. Bunny sat across from them, his face looking as if he was still recovering from the shock of the morning. Thank goodness for them, no servant was around that time to witness what had happened, but of course, this wasn't something that would be kept hidden from the others, especially not by Bunny.

"So how long has this been going on again?" Hiccup put his hands in his pockets as Eugene folded his arms across his chest. Elsa looked up at them briefly, however, Punzie kept a straight face so she had no idea what her friend was thinking.

"Since the Birthday Ball…" Elsa said softly, trailing off as she blushed a deeper red. She looked down at her hands again, playing with her fingers awkwardly. Jack just sat still beside her.

"What the fuck-" Eugene said but Punzie interrupted, placing a hand on his chest to calm him down.

"What we mean is - why didn't you just tell us earlier? You both know that we would be happy for you."

Elsa didn't look up from her hands. She felt Jack shift in his seat beside her and he reached out to put a hand reassuringly over hers.

"We didn't want to take away the buzz from the holiday season… and we didn't think that it would be a big deal-" Jack said, his voice firm and calm.

"Not a big deal? This is huge!" Eugene injected, eyeing the two. He threw his hands up. "I mean, we all know how you two have literally been pining for each other since day one."

"Then why are you guys so surprised by this?" Jack asked, placing his chin in his free hand that was propped up on his elbows on the table. His other hand still holding onto Elsa's.

"It's surprising because we had to find out this way!" Punzie said, her hand gesturing to Bunny, who was slouched in his seat, a hand rubbing his temples. "Just look at poor Bunny now."

"Look, we're sorry for hiding it." Elsa leaned forward. "Again, Bunny, I am so sorry-"

"It's fine, Elsa…" he stopped her, raising a hand. "At least you're hot. I just didn't expect to see Jack's ding dongs so early in the morning."

"For the last time, Bunny," Jack turned to him, a clenched fist on the table. His voice dropped lower as he gave an exasperated sigh. "Knock."

"Oh you bet," Bunny raised both his hands. "I've learnt my lesson."

"Okay, now that we've established that," Hiccup gestured to Elsa and Jack. "Does this mean that you two are officially official?"

"What does that even mean?" Jack asked.

Punzie shrugged. "Well, you did have that whole courting thing going on with the flowers before and then the kiss Eugene interrupted. So we never actually knew whether you two talked it out or not."

Both Jack and Elsa nodded, causing the rest to break out into a flurry of smiles and cheers as they congratulated the couple.

Happy New Year! Gracing my dear readers with some fluff in this chapter!

Wanted to get this out by Christmas but it got so busy! But I hope you enjoyed it :)

~Mae