Chapter 2
A/N: This chapter follows Jack. I will be switching back and forth unless otherwise stated. Remember to review and like and all that jazz. Thanks for reading!
A mischievous white-haired boy flew through the air—staff in hand—preparing to begin the decay of summer. His job was an important part of the change of seasons. Without me there would be no winter, he thought. However the kingdom that he was currently flying over had rumors of an unexpectedly chilly summer. It was quite the mystery among the people around the neighboring towns, so Jack Frost decided to take his travels a little early this year and explore the mysterious kingdom of Arendelle. As he approached the kingdom he noticed a redhead girl and a blonde guy taking leave on a sled up the northern mountain.
"No harm in having a little fun," he said to no one in particular.
He ghosted over the red haired girl's head, and proceeded to sit in front of them. For a split second he hoped they would notice him, but their stares at the path in front of them said otherwise. He ignored the twinge of sadness that attempted to creep its way into his current happy state and watched the two people as they sat in the sled.
"Wow, you two are really quite," he said knowing all too well that he wouldn't get a response. "Hello, Miss, I'm Jack Frost. Yes, I am most certainly the one that plays tricks on people in the winter. I'm glad to see you're a fan." He pretended to shake the girl's hand, but she impolitely kept it in her lap. "And who is this fine fellow accompanying you on this fine afternoon?" The blonde boy coughed but said nothing. "Man, I sure hope this isn't a date because it is not going well at all." He brushes his staff on the girl's shoulder causing her to shiver.
"I didn't think it would be this cold," she said hugging herself.
"Finally! Breaking the silence," Jack said in relief.
"You? Cold? You're related to the 'Snow Queen'," the boy laughed.
"Snow Queen?" This peaked Jack's interest.
"Just because the cold doesn't bother her doesn't mean I'm immune too," she said holding back a laugh.
"I suppose not," he said as he slipped off his jacket.
"What are you doing?" She looked at him as if he was stupid.
"Yeah, dude, what are you doing? It's cold," Jack said gesturing to the snowflakes he caused to form.
"What does it look like? I'm giving you my jacket," he said as he wrapped around her shoulders. It was obvious he had no experience in "whatever this is called" going on here.
Jack openly laughed at the two, "Neither of you have any clue how to do this, huh?" He waved his staff above the blonde's head and a large pile of snow came crashing down on his head. "It's not like I want to help though. It's no fun when things get all lovey-dovey." At that note he flew away—making his way to Arendelle—as the girl and boy yelled and laughed.
"How did this happen," the boy asked, his arms in the air announcing defeat.
"A large snowflake," the girl shrugged while laughing.
He couldn't make out the rest as he made his way to the castle. If there was a "Snow Queen" living here he couldn't pass up the chance of spotting her. He wondered if the girl back there was the princess since the boy said she was related to the "Snow Queen". This kingdom got more interesting longer he listened to the towns' people.
"I hope we get to ice skate again soon," a woman said to another. "I can't wait until winter!"
"I agree. It's been a few weeks so maybe the queen will do it again soon," said the other.
Do it again? Do what again? There was something peculiar going on here; it didn't take a genius to determine that. That doesn't mean Jack Frost isn't a genius mind you. He is one of the smartest persons he knows; however, he doesn't know many people because most people don't believe in him. He wondered if this "Snow Queen" believes in him. Maybe, for once, someone would know he existed. He tried to hold it back—to not hope for what he knew would probably not be true, but one could dream couldn't they?