The good news, this entire chapter is about their...not-a-date. The bad news, by the time the chapter is over their night is over.

It was a late October night so a chill hung in the air. Elsa and Jack walked in silence for a while, Jack with his hands pushed into the pockets of his hoodie, Elsa tugging on the end of her braid. The lack of conversation was awkward. The air wasn't just cold, it was still and almost seemed stiff. There weren't many cars. The silence of the night only made it all the more apparent that they didn't know what to talk about.
"It's getting cold early this year, huh?" Jack said fishing for a way to break the silence.
Elsa tried not to flinch. Weather, that's what they were talking about. Not a good start.
"I wouldn't notice," Elsa said with shrug, "I've never been bothered by the cold. Actually just the opposite,"
"Oh?" Jack raised an eyebrow, "I see I'm in the presence of a fellow winter spirit,"
"You like winter,"
"No. I love winter," His eyes light up. "And I can guess you love it as well, miss winter sports captain,"
"How'd you know I'm the captain of the winter sports teams?"
Jack blushed, "My sources," He said with a nervous laugh running a hand through his hair.
"Your sources, huh?" Elsa smirked. "You know Frost, the more time I spend with you, the more I'm convinced you're a stalker,"
"Hey, I'm not the one who agreed to go out for coffee with a possible stalker," Jack said holding up his hands defensively. "For all I know you could be the stalker,"
"Me? How is that even possible? You were the one who ran into me. You were the one who tracked me down. And you were the one who asked me out for coffee,"
"And all that could actually be part of some brilliant evil master plan for you lure me in,"
"That plan has too many 'maybes' in it. If I'm going to have an evil plan I'm not going to leave anything to chance. And what motive could I possibly have for wanting to 'lure you in'?"
"I'm a star DreamWorks athlete, no doubt Disney would love for me mysteriously disappear,"
Elsa snorted, "Please, like we'd ever have to stoop that low. Disney doesn't have to resort to underhand tactics to win. We can do that with our own talent,"
"Yeah, that's why you won the game…wait a second…"

Elsa laughed pushing Jack playfully.
"Ha! See you just tried to push me into the street. You're an evil queen I tell you."
"If I were truly evil I'll make you buy me a coffee first before I kill you."
"That would be evil," Jack said looking up in thought and chuckling a bit. "Very well Miss Winters, I shall buy you a coffee then you can get rid of me,"
"Stop trying to sell me as the evil one. We both know you're the stalker,"
"Well you are the 'stalkee' type," he said thoughtfully.
"See, who else would know what a 'stalkee' type is but a stalker?"
"Fine, I admit it. From the second you sassed me I knew my life wouldn't be complete unless I tracked you down and bought coffee for you,"
"Oh, that's good to know. I'd feel so much better now about arranging your mysterious disappearance. At least I know you're life's complete now,"
Their laughter floated in the air around them, acting like a kiln, melting the barriers between them.
"You're not so bad Frost,"
"Right back at you Winters," Jack smiled, "Frost and Winters, ironic considering what our favourite season is,"
"My sister loves to tease me about that,"
"She doesn't like winter?"
"It's not that she doesn't like. If you've see the way she gets excited over building a snowman you wouldn't question her love of winter. Yeah, but she likes spring more. She says she loves the way it can symbolises seconds changes and new begins."
"You're sister is Anna right? The cheerleader with light red-ish hair,"
"Seriously, do you know everything about me? Are you going to tell me what I had for breakfast next?"
"French Toast?" Elsa's eyes went wide. "Wait? Seriously, that's what you had for breakfast? I guessed that I swear," He laughed loudly.

"Okay, I'm just going to call my sister and let her know if I don't check in every fifteen minutes she has to call the cops on you," Elsa said laughing, "You really just guessed that?"
"Yeah, first thing that popped into my head,"
"You seem to know everything about me Jack Frost, but I know nothing about you,"
"That's not true, you know my name. You know the school I go to. You know I just won this huge football game against my school's top rivals."
Elsa hit him playfully, "I'm not joking. Tell me something about you,"
"Okay, but what do you say we get our coffee first," He pointed past her. Elsa turned seeing they'd arrived at the coffee shop. Had they really been talking for that long?

As it turned out neither ordered coffee, instead the both opted for hot chocolate. Jack got one with mint and whipped cream, while Elsa took hers with cinnamon. Jack asked if she wanted to grab a booth but she said she'd rather be out in the open air. He smiled, "I couldn't agree more,"
"Okay, so spill." Elsa said once they were back on the sidewalk. "I want to know more about my mystery man,"
"Your mystery man?"
Elsa felt her cheeks heat up. She looked down in an attempt to hide her blush, "A poor choice of words."
Jack smirked and bumped her gently, "Well, I'd hate to break it to you but your mystery man really isn't very mysterious. More along the lines of criminally ordinary,"
"I'm hearing a lot of words, but I'm still none the wiser about you,"
"Alright, alright, you win. What do you want to know?"
Elsa shrugged, "Anything you want to share,"
"Okay…" He took a thoughtful sip of hot chocolate, "My full name is Jackson Overland Frost,"
"A middle name? You know what I had for breakfast this morning and you give me a middle name?"
"And my full first name," he defended himself, making them both laugh. "I have a little sister too,"
"Really?"
"Yeah, but she's much younger than me. She's nine. Her name's Ellie, and is absolutely the love of my life," Elsa smiled at the look on Jack's face. He didn't have to tell her that he cared about Ellie, it was all written there. He noticed the look she was giving him.
"What?" he asked. She shook her head.
"Nothing," She said then smirked, "Keep it coming Frost,"
"Do you want to know my life history?"
"Until I'm satisfied that I know as much about you as you know about me,"
"Well I hope you don't have any other plans. This could take a while…I was born at 1:23 on a cold and blustery winter night…" Elsa's laughter rang out as he continued his story. They talked for the next two hours, their laughter a constant presence in their conversation. They'd walked whereever their feet took them, which lead to a park bench where they spent the better part of an hour. They both found themselves pleasantly surprised, since at the start of the night they really didn't know what to expect. But as it turned on they a lot in common, beyond their shared love of winter.

Elsa found Jack's snarky nature an interesting comparison to her own 'sassy' side, as he would put it. She also found that in the short time they'd spent together she grown fond of his mischievous grin. The way his lips would curl up, ever so slightly, and his eyes would shine like he knew so joke that no one else knew. When he smiled like that she felt her stomach twist in a not so uncomfortable way. Jack discovered he liked blue eyes. Sure he had blue eyes, so it's not like they were new to him. But there was something about her eyes, like he could get lost if he looked at them to long. And then was her laugh. Her light airy laugh, that she would hide behind her hand most of the time. But when he said something really funny it would burst from her and make the air buzz with energy and cause shivers to run down his spine. Plus she seemed knowledgeable about anything and everything. It seemed to Jack that any topic they talked about she discuss at depth, whether it was movies, or books, or some random thing in sciences. Or video games. She knew about video games. When she said her favourite Pokémon was Glaceon, and not just because it was an ice type but because of its combination of defence and special attack made it a powerful addition to any team, well Jack swore he had a tiny heart attack at that.

"Elsa Winters, you are not what I was expecting,"
"What? You were expecting me to be a cheerleader who only liked to talk about her hair, nails and boys."
"Hair, nails, boys and clothes...duh!" He said earning that laugh caused the air to buzz.
"I'm sorry to disappoint,"
"I'm not disappointed. Not in the least. I guess my sources were right when they said the princesses are more than just a pretty face."
"Well, Frost you're not exactly what I was expecting either,"
"Let me guess. You figured I was one of those jocks that likes to chest bump with his guy friends and burp."
"No, I would never give someone such a stereotype. I was expecting you to be one of those pretty boys who liked to look in mirrors and spent two hours on their hair."
"Hey, leave my hair out of this. Besides, you have to be born with hair this good," He said, dramatically sweeping a hand through his hair. When Elsa laughed again Jack was certain she caused some sort of nerve damage the way she made him shiver.

Just then Elsa's phone beeped. She pulled it out of her pocket. "Oh shit, is that the time?" Jack glanced at his watch and shocked to see it was close to ten.
"My curfew's ten. I have to head home." He nodded understanding. They walked back quickly, not really talking. But now the silence wasn't uncomfortable, like at the start of the night. There was an ease between them that appeared sometime during the night. It made the walk back enjoyable, even if it was hurried. They arrived at Elsa's home with minutes to spare. At the door Elsa turned to face Jack.
"Thanks for the hot chocolate and the two additional stamps," They chuckled.
"Only one more to go," Jack said lightly, "I had a really good night,"
"Me too,"
"So…uh…can I get... Would it be weird if I asked you for number?"
"Don't you already have my number?"
"Huh?"
"You had to look me up in the phone book to find my address,"
Jack laughed, "I was hoping for your cell,"
"Maybe you can guess it,"
He bit his lip in thought, "555-1234?"
"Oh, so close," She said with a laugh. She held out her hand, "Let me see your phone," He handed it over. Elsa added her number to his contracts quickly and placed the cell back his hands.
"Good night, Frost," She said opening the door.
"Night Winters," Jack smiled and turned.

When she stepped inside she fell back against the door, leaning against it. She had one thought going through her head. Little did she know that Jack, while he smiled down at the seven numbers that made up her number, and the snowflake icon that she'd chosen to use as her picture ID, he had the same thought running through his own mind.

I'm so in trouble.

I love writing fluff. It's so...fluffy.

Nardragon~ until the next page.