A.N.: hope you enjoy chapter 3! (By now, I'm just doing these author's notes for a reason that doesn't even make sense to me. It's a riddle wrapped in an enigma.)
Once Robin was in bed Bruce immediately turned on the bat-computer and began searching Dick's condition. He only found one similar occurrence: queen Elsa of Arendelle. Reading up on her abilities, he found that she had been born with her powers and that they were, indeed, connected to emotions. She seemed to be someone who knew a lot about this strange magic, perhaps she could be a mentor for Dick? Digging deeper, Bruce found some information that took his breath away.
Elsa had mistakenly cursed her land with an eternal winter.
Instantly, all possible trust of Elsa flushed out of the Dark Knight. If this girl could possibly hurt his Robin then she was a no-go. But then, he had no other options…
Batman sighed and settled his mind. First thing in the morning, he would take Robin to see Elsa.
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Robin woke up in the morning in his frigid room, though the cold didn't seem to bother him. He looked down into the palms of his hands, not sure what he was expecting to find there. Plain, pale palms stared back at him. He huffed and tried to tell himself that what had happened wasn't real. It was just a dream. He even tried to flick his hand to prove to himself that he didn't have powers. Snow swirled around his fingers and dropped onto his blankets. He tried again, and again, and again. Each time more snow seemed to appear out of nowhere and then dropped to the bed. Robin swiped his hand towards a lamp in the corner of the room. A bolt of light blue something flew and then struck the lamp causing it to shatter into hundreds of icy pieces. Robin hugged his knees to his chest and dropped his head onto them. As he stressed over how to control his powers, he felt snow begin to wet his back and now white hair.
Right, emotions.
Dick tried to calm himself down but only really succeeded in slowing the falling snow.
"Dick?" came a voice with an accompanying, and annoying, five-beat knock on the door. Shave and a haircut. Didn't Bruce think Robin was a little old for that rhyme?
"What?" he replied striding closer to the door, snow crunching under his feet.
"Open the door."
Dick forgot himself and grabbed the doorknob. Said doorknob became frosted over.
"I can't. You'll have to open it. I can't touch the knob or else it'll freeze," Dick said, releasing the doorknob.
The door opened, revealing Bruce dressed as Batman. He noted Robin's white hair but said nothing of it.
"Suit up," he commanded. "I'm taking you to Arendelle."
Dick got into his Robin suit and cursed his white hair. He calmed down in the bat-wing and his hair turned back to black, though it now had a wide, white streak in it. And, despite his calmness, by the time they reached Arendelle his hair had turned completely white again.
Robin swung himself over the edge of the plane and landed on the ground.
"This is the place where Klarion struck you, right?" the Dark Knight queried. Robin nodded.
The two scoured the place for any signs of a cure or explanation of Dick's condition. None were found. Finally, they were met by someone who seemed to know something.
"Hey, who are you?" came a female voice. Robin nearly jumped out of his skin, causing a chill to rise in the air. Batman looked over at the woman.
She seemed to be nearing her twenties, with ginger hair and flawless skin. The woman was dressed in a green gown and she had her hair in two braids, one on each side.
"Who are you?" Batman countered.
"I'm the girl who hasn't gotten an answer to her own question. My name is Anna."
Anna looked behind batman, who had moved protectively in front of his son, and gasped. She darted to the white-haired Boy Wonder and began looking him over, almost motherly concern playing on her face and voice.
"Oh my goodness, what happened to you? Your hair is white, your skin is ice cold! Are you feeling alright?" she rattled off.
"I'm fine," Robin said, pushing the woman off. "What do you mean, my skin is ice cold? I feel fine." Batman pressed a gloved hand to his ward's head. Even through the fabric, the cold penetrated.
"Your skin is cold. It's cold enough to get through the glove." He turned to Anna. "We are here to see the queen. Do you know any way we can get to her?"
Robin looked confused and ever so slightly panicked. In turn, another chill penetrated the air. Anna looked at Robin, startled and then determination and worry showed on her face.
"Elsa will see you. I know it," she said, pulling Robin along by his hand; the Boy Wonder's ice not reaching her one bit. The gloves seemed to be concealing his newfound powers, at least concealing them to their full extent. Batman followed them to a large castle.
"Princess Anna," several guards greeted her. Robin was mildly surprised at this.
"You're a princess?" he asked, sounding slightly dazed.
"Yep. Her sister's the queen," said a voice enthusiastically.
"Who said that?" Batman growled, looking around for whoever had uttered the words. He suddenly felt something cold wrap around one of his legs. Looking down, he witnessed a small snowman with a longish head. A single snow cloud hovered above the snowman, sprinkling white flakes onto his head.
"Hi, I'm Olaf and I like warm hugs," it said, looking straight up at the Dark Knight without fear.
"Olaf," Anna let go of Robin. "Where's Elsa. We need to see her right away. It's an emergency."
"She's in her room. I'm sure she'll let you in," Olaf replied.
Without another word, Anna turned away and dragged Robin into the castle and down the halls.
"Okay, I'll just play with Sven," Olaf called after them once he let go of Batman's leg, and ran over to a reindeer.
Batman finally caught up with Anna and Robin waiting by a door. Anna turned to nod at the Dark Knight and then knocked at the door.
There was no reply.
"Elsa? Your Highness, are you in there?" Elsa called, almost awkwardly, through the door.
Without waiting for a reply, Anna opened the door and screamed "ELSA!"
A woman turned around.