Jack's POV

I watched as this girl lit up as she read my story. It was fascinating. She traced the illustration of me with her index and middle fingers. She sighed and said, "Hmm, I like the real life version better." She chuckled.

I laughed to myself, "Yeah, me too."

And then I paused as I saw the girl slowly close the book and look over in my direction. "Who said that?" She questioned with a sophisticated but affirmative voice.

I was stunned; could she actually see me? Did she believe in me? I carefully studied her features as I watched her eyes search the corner of the room, which I was sitting on top of my staff. She carefully put the book on a desk to her right.

"I asked 'who said that?'" Stated with a firmer voice than before.

I regained my senses and replied. "I did. Are you able to see me?"

She inhaled deeply and nervously. "Identify yourself," she commanded.

I swiftly maneuvered myself off of my staff and onto the floor. Her eyes darted downward to where my feet had landed. In a normal situation a little frost would form below my feet, but when I looked down I noticed that the ground was already iced over and below my feet the ice crystalized. I also saw ice slowly creeping up the walls; shutting the door I had come in through and freezing it shut.

"What ever you are you're not leaving until I get an answer." The girl's eyes shot daggers at my chest, which I only assume was because I was taller than her. But if I was a head shorter than I am now, I do not believe I would be able to survive her icy stare.

"I'm Jack," I hesitated as I watched her eyes dart around her. I sighed, "Jack Frost."

Elsa's POV

As soon as the mysterious voice answered suddenly a boy appeared where I was looking. And not just any boy, it was the boy from the courtyard today, the one I caught staring at me. At the sudden appearance of "Jack," I slipped on the ice and started to fall backwards on to the bookshelf behind me. I squeezed my eyes shut knowing that a domino effect was going to take place and the palace maids who just had to clean up all the snow in obscure places would hate me even more now. I waited for the loud crash of books to come and the pain in my back of hitting all of the encyclopedias behind me. And I waited, but nothing happened. I slowly opened one eye searching for the source of my luck. All I saw were blue eyes staring at me. Jack was incredibly close to my face. He had one hand holding my hand and his other on the arch in my back. I stared at him for a moment sharing the same look of astonishment.

We just stood there as statues; staring into each other's eyes. My mind was searching for some sort of solution. I reached my free hand up to his face and lightly pressed my fingertips on his cheek. It was cold but it felt like skin. I pulled my hand back as I gasped.

Jack's POV

Her eyes squinted in to a look of confusion. Her mouth hung slightly agape.

"Uh hi," I mumbled as I helped her to her feet.

"You're Jack Frost?" She questioned as she took a step back. She jumped when she bumped into the bookshelf behind her.

"You can see me?" I asked. She nodded but her eyes still showed confusion. "Let me explain?" She nodded again. " So uh, you know Santa Clause right?" silence hung in the air awkwardly.

"Yes," she answered.

"Well, he's real." She raised an eyebrow. "He goes by North, and he's Russian."

She let out a little snicker. "Oh really?"

"Yea, and the tooth fairy and the sandman and even the Easter bunny."

"And let me guess, the boogieman is real too." She teased. I was glad to see her body loosen.

"Unfortunately, yes. But you can only see them and touch them and hear them if you believe in them." She looked away from me for the first time and began to process the information.

"Well then how could I see you earlier but then only heard you just now?" She asked.

"Uh well, I'm sort of new to this whole 'believing in me' thing," I explained. She cocked her head to the side as if she was asking why. "It's a long story, but I think when someone really wants to believe in someone, err uh, well when someone really wants someone to believe in, Manny takes care of the rest."

"And who is 'Manny?'" She countered.

"Uh, man in the moon." I replied. I smiled slightly to try and give her some reassurance.

"Is there anyway you can prove this to me?" The girl looked up at me as she pushed a hair behind her ear.

I smirked at her before I reached for my staff. "I'm glad you asked."

Hey guys! Thanks for the reviews and sorry for the long time to update, I went on vaca for 3 weeks and had little time to write. I also changed the rating because I will have the smut scenes on a different site to allow a wider audience. I'm also thinking of adding Merida and Hiccup to the story, but it won't be for a while so don't get too excited. Hopefully I'll have an update by next Friday.

-k