A feeling of utter weightlessness was bestowed upon the Guardian of Fun as he found himself falling. He watched as his surroundings shifted between blues and whites in an endless swirl of confusion. He briefly wondered if he was dying - or if he even could die, but that idea was quickly diminished as he began making out the faint outlines of trees.

In a feeble attempt to stop his dizzying descent towards the earth, Jack outstretched his arms, cursing himself when he realized he had left his staff on the table in Father Time's study. Regardless, the spinning wasn't letting up, and he felt as though he'd be sick. With one last-ditch effort, he threw himself upwards, hoping to ride the winds, but in his confusion, he ended up throwing himself onto the hard ground, and everything went black.

Whistling a made-up tune, the strawberry blonde Princess of Arendelle happily skipped through the forest surrounding her kingdom. She just had a lovely visit with her fiance's family and was making the journey back to the castle before her betrothed noticed her absense; or worse - her sister, Elsa.

Though the trolls were friendly creatures, and soon-to-be family, the Queen was still hesitant to let her younger sister spend too much time with them. But either way, Princess Anna felt that a nice chat with her future in-laws was warranted from time to time - especially since she owed them her life. So with that in mind, she smiled fondly, having no regrets.

"But maybe I'll take Sven next time," she laughed to herself as she stopped and kicked a rock out of her shoe.

Jack slowly opened his eyes, only to be greeted by the sight of a small rock hurtling towards him. He barely had time to cry out as the pebble smacked him straight on the forehead, no doubt leaving a welt.

Rubbing his head gingerly, he glanced around, taking in his surroundings. He seemed to have been in some sort of clearing, with a few small shrubs in the middle of the forest. Though they were pines, Jack found these trees looked a little different than the ones surrounding Father Time's home.

The sight of a young woman in medieval-looking clothing further confirmed that he was lost. Raising his brows in curiosity, he watched as the strawberry blonde girl kicked another rock out of her shoe, narrowly missing the pale boy's face. "Hey!" he cried defiantly.

As expected, the young woman made no indication that she heard him as she slipped her shoe back on and continued on her way.

Jack rolled his eyes as he stood from the ground and dusted himself off. "Great."

He quickly followed the girl as she hummed off-key, her mind seemingly elsewhere as she went on her practiced journey. She maneuvered effortlessly through the less traveled paths, ducking under and hopping over numerous branches; even sending one smacking her follower in the face.

"Ow!"

Again, no response came from the girl. Jack sighed tiredly, before a devious smirk settled on his face. He lifted his hand to his mouth, blowing gently onto his palm. Wiggling his fingers to hurry the process, the pale boy soon grinned mischievously as a medium-sized snowball formed in his hand. Once he was satisfied with his creation, he pulled his arm back, before swinging it forward and releasing his weapon.

With perfectly aimed precision, the snowball hit the young woman square on the back of her neck, sending chills down her spine as she cried out.

Jack was expecting her to glance around the snow-less woods in confusion, her eyes searching for someone she wouldn't be able to see. Or maybe she'd look up quizzically at the cloudless sky, mumbling to herself about strange weather. But what he wasn't expecting was her to groan in annoyance and turn towards him.

"Elsa!" she exclaimed in irritation, wiping the rest of the ice from her dark green dress. "That wasn't funny!"

The white-haired boy's glee was replaced by a look of complete bewilderment. "Elsa?" he repeated as he scratched his head. That was definitely not the reaction he was hoping for, but it sure did make him curious. "Who's Elsa?"

He knew not to expect a response, but it seemed as though the girl was waiting for one. "Seriously, come out! I know it was you - it's the middle of summer!"

Again, Jack stared at her on confusion. It was obvious this girl wasn't phased by the random appearance of snow; but why remained a mystery to him. It's not possible for her to know someone with that power... he reasoned in his mind. Right?

The young woman sighed in annoyance, shaking her head. "Fine, now who's the immature one?!" she exclaimed, before turning around and continuing on her way.

"Who's Elsa?" Jack repeated as he resumed following her.

Not ten minutes later, the Guardian of Fun's eyes widened in surprise as the girl led him towards a beautiful castle. It was tall and grand, with many windows overlooking the bay beside it and the town behind it. The castle was surrounded by a large wall, but it didn't seem foreboding as he noticed its gates were wide open, beckoning visitors.

Still awe-stricken, Jack stumbled slightly as the girl suddenly changed direction, instead heading down the side of the wall, her back pressed carefully against it as she shuffled along the edge. Jack let out a huff of frustration as he looked down at the water a few feet below. He seriously debated whether or not to keep following her, or enter the castle the normal way and explore. But with the name Elsa crossing his mind, he sucked in a breath and mimed the strawberry blonde's actions.

Suddenly she stopped, causing Jack to scoot into her, or rather, through her slightly as he wobbled back and forth. He quickly regained his balance and watched curiously as she pulled back a small bush growing from the side of the wall, revealing a hole. Is she breaking into the castle? he wondered.

Jack rolled his eyes at her lack of stealth as she clumsily squeezed her way through it. He held back a laugh at the sound of her tumbling, followed by a labored "Oomph!"

He copied her example, albeit a bit more gracefully, and squeezed through. Once he was safely inside the castle walls, he took another admiring look at its statuesque quality.

"It's like something from a fairy tale," he mused to himself, before snapping back to attention as the young woman quickly raced towards an open window, lifting her green dress in an attempt to not trip over it. This girl must be insane! he thought as he followed behind her.

Again, grace and poise were not present as she heaved herself through the window and landed on her stomach. Sitting lazily on the window ledge, Jack let out a snort of amusement as she quickly stood up and dusted off her dress.

But at the sound of approaching footsteps, his eyes widened as he realized the poor girl was about to be caught. But rather than looking fearful, the strawberry blonde's face contorted into a look of embarrassment.

"P-princess Anna?" a tall, brunette man dressed in a blue button-up coat and darker blue slacks questioned. He raised a brow in confusion as he took in the sight of the dirt-covered woman.

"Princess?!" Jack repeated in shock as he jumped down from the ledge and examined her closely.

She smiled sheepishly at the older servant, shrugging her shoulders. Her teeth were extremely white, and she had a kind smile, even when forced. Her eyes were a pretty blue color, and as Jack leaned in closer, he could see the faintest trace of freckles adorning the bridge of her nose. Her hair was tied up in a bun, with a braid representing a sort-of crown. The style was probably very stunning when it wasn't decorated with the various twigs it was currently sporting.

Overall, Jack concluded she was pretty, and after she cleaned herself up, he could definitely see her as a princess.

The servant seemed to have made the same observations as Jack as he cleared his throat nervously. "You visited the woods, I presume?" he asked while tugging at the collar of his shirt.

Anna tentatively brushed off the remaining dirt on her dress as she looked down in embarrassment. "Heh, well... kinda..."

The older brunette smiled fondly at her admission, before straightening up and resuming a look of profession. "The Queen was looking for you, Princess," he announced quickly.

The Princess nodded absent-mindedly before a quizzical look crossed her face. "Elsa's home already?"

Her servant gave her a wary look. "Queen Elsa has been home all morning..."

Anna continued to look confused, whereas Jack looked completely astounded. "Queen Elsa?!" he repeated, looking between the two. Though they obviously couldn't hear him, he continued. "Who the heck is this Elsa?!"

The girl continued to look bewildered as she bid her servant a thank you and made her way down the long corridor. Jack started to follow, until he realized she must have been heading for her room to change, so instead he decided to find this Elsa himself.

He quickly bounded up the stairs, his eyes searching for any sign of this queen. Peaking his head through several open doors, he kept coming up empty-handed, until finally he found a large bedroom.

It had a huge canopy bed draped in an ice-blue comforter and stacks of pillows at the head of it. There was also a small chair and wardrobe in the corner, but for the most part, the spacious room was empty.

But what caught his attention was the lone figure that stood on the balcony outside. He could only see her back, but he was certain that this woman was the Queen.

She was wearing a light blue dress and a long, lacy-looking shawl, but instead of flowers, it was decorated with an intricate pattern of snowflakes. Her platinum blonde hair was pulled back into a seemingly effortless braid, ending at the small of her back.

Jack continued to gaze curiously at her, before he felt his breath hitch in his throat.

His blue eyes widened as he watched this mysterious woman flick her hand casually, sending flurries of frost shooting from her fingertips as she sighed, resting her other arm on the railing and leaning her head onto her hand.

"What the hell - " he began, before the woman gasped in surprise and turned towards him, her hands protectively stretched out in front of her.

"Who are you?" she demanded with authority as her eyes trailed the intruder up and down, ice sparking from her fingers.

Jack felt his jaw drop as he stood there completely dumbfounded.

"Y-you... You can see me?"

So here's chapter two! I hope I described the castle okay, because for some reason I kept drawing a blank when I tried picturing it!

Anyways, it'd be awesome if you guys left a review or something, letting me know what you think so far!

And again, I do not own any of these characters!