***************AUTHOR'S NOTE*******************
I know it's short, but I figured I ought to give you guys something by now. At least you have something to look forward to in these coming chapters. Thanks for sticking around. Oh, and how did you like that last chapter? I was really proud of it. Well, here you go...*sheepishly posts new chapter*
She was upset when he left. He gave no reason other than he just needed to be alone for a while.
And so did she, Jack thought the next morning, attempting to justify his abrupt departure from the ice castle. Elsa didn't know it, but her powers would continue to increase until they would eventually overpower her, unless she learned how to get them in check. That's something she has to do by herself. Jack had remembered Miss Fortune's words and left. Elsa was in angry tears, but he knew he couldn't stay.
In the distance, Jack saw a snowball rolling down the mountain, increasing in speed. If he strained it seemed like he could hear something. Screaming. Or maybe just yelling. Who would be yelling? Jack wondered as the snowball neared. He leaned down from his perch in the tree and realized that it wasn't just a snowball. It was a snowman. And it was definitely the one yelling. He hopped down and stood in its way. He crashed headfirst into Jack, breaking into two parts.
"Hey there, little guy," Jack said as he placed an arm back in the body. "What are you doing?"
The disproportionate snowman got off his stomach and stood up. He came only to Jack's waist. "Um, well, I'm kind of busy, but I guess I can talk." His disembodied head spoke from behind Jack as his body grabbed his other arm and made its way over. Guiding his body to his head, he stood, letting out a sigh of relief.
"Hi. I'm Olaf and I like warm hugs!"