Dick's whole room shook, though he barely noticed it. Then it shook again and this time, it woke Robin up.

"What the heck?" he whispered to himself as he made a bee-line for the door and cracked it open.

With each shake, a massive snow monster took a huge footstep. As it passed Robin it emitted a low but loud roar. Robin was scared for a second but caught himself before he could do anything. He ran to Elsa's room, the only other door in the hall, and burst in without knocking.

"Dick? What's wrong?"

"There's something out there. It looked like an abominable snowman!"

"That's just Marshmallow. He's like a guard to the ice palace. I sent him out today to get food for us."

"Oh, okay."

Elsa made a fire somehow and cooked the two pheasants that Marshmallow had brought. Dick and Elsa ate in silence until it was time to train. They then went to a private empty room which Elsa didn't even bother to furnish.

"Here, watch me do this first. I'm not going to actually use my powers but I want you to see what this looks like," Elsa cooed. With that, she swirled her hands around one another as if she were making a snowball. Robin copied and focused, using his powers, and created a snowball of his own with a light blue aura about it.

"Good, now just send it up to the ceiling like this." Elsa moved her arms upwards in a flourish. Robin imitated and sent the snowball flying where it burst open and caused the room to snow

"You did it!" Elsa squealed.

"Awesome! What's next?"

"Well, how about ice blasting?"

Robin nodded enthusiastically.

"Okay. First, use your powers to create some targets," Elsa drilled.

Dick created several dart boards which stood on easels.

"Great. Now just flick your hand at them and blue energy will come out of it. I find that anger tends to bring this out the best."

Robin focused on Zucco, his family's murderer, and swept his hand at one of the targets. A blue light, similar to the one that had demolished his lamp, erupted from his finger tips and bolted for the target, hitting it on the edge and destroying it. Dick practiced on several more targets until he was consistently hitting the bull's eyes. Elsa shined with pride.

"How are you feeling?" she asked.

"Excited," Dick replied.

"But you're not losing control?"

"I don't think so."

Elsa smiled even brighter than she already was. "You are a natural! At this pace, you'll be out of here in a week."

Robin blushed a little and smiled. Elsa was so much like a mother to him. He was so wrapped up in love for her that he didn't even notice his hair, streak by streak, turning ebony once more.

"Dick, you're hair is turning black!" Elsa exclaimed.

Robin pulled a strand down from the top of his head to see. "It is? IT IS!"

"I've only ever found one explanation for ice powers to recede: love. You're feeling love right now, aren't you?" Elsa explained.

Robin only blushed harder while Elsa smirked.

Elsa mused "Not all love is romance," before walking away.

Elsa taught young Dick Grayson much over the course of a week. He had mastered ice shards, energy blasts, clothes making, and even melting. On the last day, Elsa told Dick to call Batman to tell him he was ready to come home.