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Rapunzel was sitting by the arena reading one of her favorite books. She had read it several times but she still enjoyed the story, the characters and the descriptions. She was so into it, that she didn't see Merida until she stomped by. Well, more like felt the wind from her swift passing.

Rapunzel looked up and saw that Merida was fuming and that her knuckles were white as she gripped her bow. Rapunzel gulped and followed Merida to see if she was alright and needed someone to talk to but found that Merida found something to expend her rage on: a target.

She watched as Merida released arrow after arrow onto the target, splitting each arrow as she did so. Rapunzel sat down and waited for Merida to calm down a bit but Merida's expression caught her interest and she began to draw Merida shooting her arrows.

For several minutes she drew and Merida kept losing arrow after arrow. Rapunzel was so into her drawing that she didn't hear Jack float up behind her and watch Merida as well.

"I wonder what her problem is," Jack asked, making Rapunzel jump.

"Jack!" she gasped. "You need to announce yourself so you don't scare people."

"Sorry," Jack smiled. He then eyed Merida and a sparkle shinned in his eyes. "I guess I'll have to practice huh?"

"Yeah," Rapunzel nodded, not catching Jack's mischievous glint as she put her sketch book away.

Jack then floated up and hovered over into the entrance of the arena and projected, "Jack has entered the arena! And the crowd goes wild!"

Merida, startled by Jack's sudden outburst, turned and fired an arrow at him. Jack moved just in time to miss getting impaled. "Jack Frost! Do you have a death wish?!"

"I don't know," Jack shrugged, trying to cover up his close brush with death. "Don't you know how to control your reflexes Flaming Top?"

"Don't call me that!" Merida hissed. "And my reflexes might just come in handy someday."

"Yeah sure," Jack teased. "And I'll be the ruler of the world."

Merida grabbed another arrow and aimed it at Jack but didn't fire for Rapunzel had gotten in between them and held her hands out. "Stop. This is foolish. We're friends, not enemies."

"I don't know right now," Merida mumbled as she lowered her arrow and put it away.

"Merida," Rapunzel relaxed and approached her carefully. "Are you alright?"

"Is she alright?" Jack scoffed. "I'm the one she was trying to kill."

Rapunzel cocked an eyebrow at Jack then turned back to Merida. "Talk to us please. We're your friends."

"I don't know about him," Merida grumbled. "He seems to be a loose one."

"Hey!" Jack exclaimed. "Just because I'm freely fun doesn't mean I'm loose!"

Merida looked at Jack and Rapunzel and sighed. "My mum wants me to be what she wants me to be but I don't want to be any of those. I want to do my own thing but she won't listen. Does that make any sense?"

"Um, not really," Rapunzel smiled apologetically.

"Basically," Jack summarized. "Her mom has her future planned or outlined and Merida doesn't want any part of it."

Merida and Rapunzel looked at Jack in shock. "I didn't think you'd get that," Merida shook her head.

"What? I'm not an idiot." Jack turned his back and scoffed at her. "I can understand other people's problems.

"We didn't say you couldn't," Rapunzel defended. "We're just shocked that you caught on so fast. It took me several times to even begin to understand her and even now I still don't sometimes."

"If that's it then…"

"Naw," Merida shook her head and spoke in a bored tone. "I just think you had a stroke of good luck from being an idiot."

"Do you want to go?" Jack narrowed his eyes.

"Let's do this Frosty the Snowman."

Rapunzel stepped out of the way as they began one of their many rounds of practice fighting.

Ding!

"That was a great bout Fergus," Stoick panted. He walked off of the mat followed by Fergus as they took off their boxing gloves.

"Oh! It was quite exhilarating," Fergus chuckled. "Definitely takes my mind off of the problems at home and work."

"Anything you want to take about?"

Fergus shrugged. "Agh. It's just my daughter. She's at ends with my wife."

"How so?"

"My wife has her feet solid on the ground while my daughter's a free spirit."

"I'm still not understanding."

"My wife has a plan for Merida's future but she doesn't want a part of it."

"Is Merida not comfortable in what Elinor wants her to do? Is she any good at it?" Stoick asked. "Maybe that's why she's fightin."

"That's just it!" Fergus exclaimed. "Merida would make a great politician. She has the guts and the courage to fight for what she wants. She'd even make a great teacher. I've seen the way she cares for her three brothers. She has the skill but she just doesn't want to do those."

"Have they talked about it?"

"They are both stubborn. They talk but they don't listen."

"Sounds like me and my son," Stoick mumbled.

"Your son?" Fergus asked confused. "When did you have a son?"

"I don't. I meant if I had a son, I have a feeling that's how'd we'd be."

"Oh," Fergus nodded. "Have you thought of trying to find a woman and having a family?"

"No," Stoick shook his head. "I feel like I'll never find the right woman. Like I have this really high standard for myself."

"Well, if you don't –"

"You mentioned something about work too?" Stoick changed the subject.

"Oh? Right. Well, this young girl come to my office and asked me to look for a girl she keeps seeing in her dreams."

"Are you going to do it?"

"I don't know," Fergus shrugged. "She was so sure and desperate. I couldn't say no but I can't find a fictional person."

Stoick looked at the bench for a second before answering. "Maybe she's not fictional."

"What do you mean?" Fergus cocked an eyebrow.

"Some of my dreams," Stoick sighed. "Well, I dream of having a son and a wife. A lot. The thing is though, is that they don't feel like dreams but more like memories."

"Really?"

"Aye. If she has a similar feeling, she won't stop until she's convinced that this girl isn't real."

"So what are you suggestin Stoick?"

"I'm saying, humor her. I know that I couldn't have had a wife or son. Never married. But she might not understand that. Try and find this girl and after a while, tell her that no such person exists. Hopefully, she'll drop it."

"That might just work," Fergus nodded. "But what if I find somethin?"

"Then she was right."

The young man walked into the school, completely familiar with it. He had been here several times before to visit his uncle. He was one of the very few 'normal folks' who knew about the existence of mutants. He was quite proud of that.

He walked around the furthest building of the school to the back stables. There horses, birds, reindeer, and even a storage area for a dragon were stationed. He walked through the wooden doors and passed several stalls of reindeer until he came to the one on the end.

The reindeer perked up at the sound of footstep. Once he saw who the footsteps belonged too, he began to jump in excitement.

"Excited to see me Sven?" The reindeer bonded with joy. "Or are you excited to see me because I brought carrots?" He pulled out a bundle of carrots and held them in front of Sven.

Sven's antlers rocked back and forth violently as his body shook with excitement. The young man opened the stall door and entered…but not really. Sven pounced on him and began to eat the carrots, in between bits nuzzling and licking the young man.

"Hello?" a sweet voice sounded through the stable. Sven and the young man looked in the direction of the voice to see a young girl with extremely long blonde hair walking towards them. "Are you ok?"

"Oh yes," the young man nodded. "We're just playing."

"Oh!" she smiled.

"I've never seen you in here before."

"Oh well," she swayed. "Merida is busy trying prove something to the new boy. I came to check on her favorite fury friend, Angus."

"The Clydesdale?"

"Yep," she nodded. "I'm Rapunzel." She held her hand out in greeting, waiting for him to shake it.

The young man got up and shook her hand politely. "Name's Kristoff."

"Kristoff?" Rapunzel tapped her chin. Her face then lit up in excitement. "As in North's nephew?"

"Yep," Kristoff nodded.

"You take care of the reindeer. No wonder. You have such a great relationship with this one." Rapunzel walked up to Sven and began to pet his chin.

"Yeah. He's a great companion."

"Well, I'll let you get back to your job," Rapunzel let go of Sven. "Nice to meet you Kristoff!"

He watched Rapunzel disappear around the corner, full of energy. "Wow. She's got a lot of energy to spend. Don't meet many of those girls now do you?" Kristoff then deepened his voice to give Sven one as the reindeer added physical motion. "No you don't Kristoff."

Jack was sitting with Merida and Rapunzel in the cafeteria. He was tired from his bouts with Merida and she the same. Rapunzel smiled at the two of them and giggled.

"You two should do that more often. I've never heard you so quiet Merida."

Merida weakly glared at the blonde but dropped it. "Agh. I'm too tired."

"You know," Jack said as he leaned on his arm. "You are a very good athlete. Have you thought of joining a team?"

Merida stiffened and down cast her eyes. "That's what I want to do but mum says no."

"Oh," Rapunzel sighed. "I'm so sorry."

"Hey runt," they heard a deep voice say. "Where's your dragon?" The three turned to see Hiccup being blocked from entering the room by Snotlout. He was at least twice Hiccup's size and had no problem flaunting it.

"Oh no," Rapunzel gasped. "Not again."

"What?" Jack asked, a bit confused by what was happening.

"Snotlout's trying to make Hiccup's life miserable again," Merida explained.

"He's on his way. He went to chase a moving light around the courtyard," Hiccup explained softly.

"So he won't be around for a while good." Snotlout grabbed Hiccup's collar and lifted him up off the ground, making Hiccup's feet flare trying to touch the ground.

Jack saw something in Hiccup's eye flash fear. This wasn't the normal bully fear or about to get punched fear, this was life or death fear, and Jack was taken aback and confused by it.

"I've seen enough," Merida spat. She got up and positioned her bow but before she could even grab an arrow, Snotlout ended up on the other side of the room and Hiccup landed in a heap on the floor.

"What?" Rapunzel asked softly.

The three watched as Astrid entered the door frame and glare at Snotlout. "It's not nice to block the doorway. People are trying to get in to eat you know!" Astrid scolded. She turned around to look at Hiccup as he got up. She nodded to him and walked away, mumbling something else as she approached the food bars.

Hiccup looked into the cafeteria and seemed to contemplate about going in but he held his head and turned and left the room.

"That was weird," Merida said. "I didn't expect Astrid to defend Hiccup. Even on accident."

"Why didn't Hiccup come in and join us?" Jack asked.

"It happens a lot," Rapunzel said sadly. "He's about to do something then suddenly, he changes his mind and goes back to his room."

"Why does he do that?" Jack asked.

"We don't know," Merida shrugged.

"That's a bunch of B.S.," Astrid interrupted as she walked past. "You know why. We all do."

Jack watched as she joined Fishlegs and the twins but spent most of her time trying to stop them from starting a food fight. "So I'm guessing there's a lot to Hiccup's story I don't know about."

"None of us really know much," Merida frowned.

"It's sad really but we can't do anything," Rapunzel added. "Anyway. What are you wanting to do with your life?"

Jack cocked an eyebrow at the sudden change of topic. "Well, I was hoping to be a comedian but I don't know if anyone give me a chance because of my hair."

"Why?" Merida asked. "It's weird and crazy enough to be a gimmick."

"Looks who's talking crazy inferno," Jack shot back.

Merida grabbed an ice cube and tossed it at him. Jack looked at her in a 'seriously?' manner and she just rolled her eyes. "I'm too tired to care."

"How about you Punzie?" Jack asked.

"Punzie?" Rapunzel questioned.

"Yeah," Jack smiled. "If you don't like it, I could always go back to your real name."

"No," Rapunzel giggled. "It's just that you're not the first to call me that. Merida, you told him didn't you?"

"Don't look at me," Merida raised her hands. "I just gave him the name Jack Frost."

"I was going to ask where that came from," she smiled wider.

"Well?" Jack nodded for her to continue.

"Huh?" Rapunzel tilted her head. "Oh! What I want to do. I don't know. I guess art or writing or something. Maybe explore the world! Yes! That's it! I want to backpack the world! Ok maybe just travel it but you know what I mean."

"That sounds amazing!" Merida hugged Rapunzel. "Go for it Punzie!"

"Seriously Astrid!" the three heard Snotlout exclaim behind Jack. "There was no need to punch me across the room. I wasn't going to damage him."

"We talked about this Snotlout," Astrid snarled. "You know what happened the last time you did something like that. It was about to happen again!"

"I just picked him up."

"And you're telling me you didn't see a change? You were centimeters from his face!"

Snotlout lowered his head embarrassed. "Yes I saw it."

Astrid shook her head angrily. "You disgust me sometimes Snotlout."

The three watched as Snotlout joined the group nonetheless. Though he chatted it up with the twins and Fishlegs, Astrid and Snotlout shared the same space in awkward silence.

"Happened last time?" Jack asked Merida and Rapunzel.

The two shrugged simultaneously. "No idea," Merida shook her head. "I could ask her tonight."

"There has got to be an easier way to build this!" Alvin groaned from the weight of the materials he was holding up.

"There isn't," Mord'u responded. "Not until Gothel gets that Hamada kid to design these bunkers for ultimate storage and defense."

"You can forget the Hamada boy genius," Gothel's voice sounded through the ice walls. "He was stupid enough to deny my offer."

"What!?" Dagur shouted. "You couldn't convince a fifteen year old boy!"

"No," Gothel snapped. "And it wasn't like I could do anything to him at the moment. We were in public! In that aspect he was smart. If we were alone I would have sucked him dry."

"This is unacceptable," Dagur seethed. "We need a weapons engineer, at least!"

"Now what did you do to Dagur to get him like this Gothel?" Pitch's smooth voice glided through the air.

Dagur turned toward the dark man with a reddened face. "You better have done better than these three losers!"

Pitch smiled and waved his hand in a circular motion. From out of the cracks of the ice and the tunnels, hundreds of black Nightmare materialized into the room. "Seven hundred and twenty eight Nightmares to add to your collection."

Dagur's face relaxed and his coloring went back to normal as he giggled, "Oh goody. Someone can at least do a decent job with their assignment."

"Chill," Gothel shrugged casually. "I heard on the streets that an ingenious weapons maker from China might be interested in our little plan. I just have to wait a few days."

"And what will you be doing in the meantime?" Dagur narrowed his eyes.

"What I always do," Gothel stared back. "Find more recruits."

"Good," Dagur smiled wickedly.

So many characters to introduce and develop! Phuuuu!