"What are you talking about?" I ask quizzically as I bit my lower-lip, struggling to find a place for me feet and help myself up, though I am still using Jack for a great amount of support. Which is perhaps why I falter when he laughs.
A small gasp escapes me as I nearly lose my balance, however it gives me the push I need to launch myself to the flat surface where Jack stands. His free hand reaches around me, pressing against the small of my back to help me regain my balance. "I mean Santa's Workshop." He grins, and he moves away, shrugging.
"Has no one every told you Santa is not real?" I question bitterly, shouldering my bag as I trudge forward, holding it tight against the onslaught of wind.
Jack only laughs louder, lifting his staff and spinning it around a few times, and at this the wind stops. "Hasn't anyone ever told you Jack Frost isn't real?" He rebuts, and I blush, trying to hide it by rolling my eyes. "Now come on, why don't you believe in North?"
I look to the ground, dragging my feet as we continue forward. "Because North, Santa, whatever you call him... He decided that I was on the Naughty list, I suppose. The year after I... Hurt Anna... Well, holidays kind of died. Christmas included."
Jack frowns at me, and I can feel his pity weighing on my shoulders, which I do not want. "I'll have to get him back for that one." Jack smirks, trying to make light of the situation. "You can help, if you want. Throw a big snow ball right at his face."
"Why?" I mutter, looking up at him from behind my bangs, a confused expression morphing my features. "I only got what I deserved."
"Don't say that, Elsa. Mistakes happen."
"Not mistakes like that."
"How about we don't think about that then, how about we have some fun!"
"We don't have time for fun, Jack. I need to get my memories." I mutter in response, mostly because I am feeling downtrodden and would prefer to sulk in my horrid deeds as opposed to forget about them. I hear him sigh and the sound of his footsteps stop. I turn around to see him smiling at me, a snowball in hand.
He blows lightly on the snowball, tossing it in the air once and catching it. "I didn't want to have to do this, but you leave me no choice."
"What are you talking about?" I question, gasping as he hurls the snowball at me, and it slams into my face. "JACK FRO-" I begin, but then suddenly, I don't feel like yelling anymore. In fact, I only feel like making a snowball of my own and giving him a taste of his own medicine. And so I tear of my gloves and do exactly that.
He laughs as I hurl one at him, and the wind shifts and I protest as it soars over his head. He just shrugs, slamming his staff on the ground, causing the snow under my feet to rise. I gasp as I sway, then leap from it, creating my own snow pile to land on. With a smirk I look over where he stands, snowball in hand, and begin tossing rounds of my own ammunition his way.
He laughs, dodging a few and getting hit by a few, and I do the same. He runs towards me as I pelt him with snowballs, snickering as he flys over my head, grabbing hold of a snow covered branch and flinging it into the air. I scream as the snow that was piled on top buries me. "You cheat!" I chuckle, brushing the snow off and sending a blast of ice his way.
He grabs the ice shard between his palms, turning the point towards me and sending it flying my way. I gasp and lift a wall of ice in front of me, which cracks as the ice shard impales it. Still laughing I send the wall of ice his way, grinning as it rams into him and knocks him off of his feet. "Aright, alright. Truce!" He calls out, and I smile, brushing snow from my clothing as I run over to him, offering him my hand.
He grins slyly up at me, grabbing my hand and jerking me down next to him, where I land with a gasp in the snow. Neither of us move for a little while, we simply decide to enjoy the view of the rising sun (since we had decided to travel by night for the first night, so no one from the castle would see us) and the presence of the other. In fact, we even leave our hands intertwined, which brings a smile to my face.
"What did you do just then, Jack?" I ask, turning my head so that I am facing him, surprised to see he is so close that, when he speaks, I can feel his cool breath against my cheeks.
"I just used a little Guardian magic is all." He smiles, then yawns.
"You must be exhausted. Do Guardians need to sleep?"
He nods. "Sleep, eat, bathe... All of those fun humans things. Just not as frequently."
"I don't think it would hurt you to bathe a bit more frequently." I teased, pressing my lips together as I laugh at my own joke.
He rolls his eyes, though he is laughing too. "You are probably tired too. Eight hours of walking through snowy terrian is enough to do anyone in."
I nod, then sit up, my hand finally releasing his. "We can rest here." I smile, leaping to my feet, surprised as he does the same.
"What are you up to?" He asks, running a hand through his messy white locks as he watches me stand still, my arms on either side. I tell him to just watch, I take a deep breath and my hands start crawling to the sky.
Along with them rising solid ice, spacious and tall. A fortress in which we can safely spend the night. Er, the day. Um, the morning?
He grins, applauding me as I finish, my breathing laboured with the effort and my shoulders heaving as I bring the ceiling to a point the refracts the sun in a few different colours. "Impressive, Snow Queen." He smiles, and I grin at the nick name, falling back into the powdery snow and adjusting my bag to use as a pillow. I think about grabbing one of the blankets I had packed, but the cold doesn't even bother me.
Jack falls down next to me, propping his staff up against the wall and folding his arms behind his head. "Get some sleep," I smile, stifling a yawn myself. "We have another fun-filled day of walking ahead of us." I groan, rolling on my side, facing away from him.
I feel his fingers brush against my cheek lightly, tucking a few loose strands of hair behind my ear. "Good morning, Elsa." He whispers, and I close my eyes.
Almost immediately I succumb to sleep.
Author's Note- Again, I apologize for the various spelling/grammar errors, my check-y thing is still out of commission. Thank you so much for the favorites, follows and reviews! Nothing makes me day quite like they do! I really hope you enjoyed this part, it was more of a fluffy chapter but it was kind of fun to write. Thank you for reading! Next part should be up soon!