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Before we start the story I would like to remind that Elsa's powers are more controlled than it was in the movie.

Plus, the villagers do not know about her powers except Gerda (Elsa's "mom"), Jack and his sister Emma.

Brad Stabbington is one of the twins in Tangled.

Please review and for those who did, thank you! Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own Rise of the guardians, Frozen and Tangled.

"Jackson Overland!" She screamed at the top of her lungs. The laundry she was carrying were now scattered across the snow piled ground.

"Come back here!"

She quickly checked no one was near and waved her left hand. A swirl of snow shot out, aiming a brunette boy with bronze eyes and a crooked smile. He dodged her attack easily and laughed.

"Ha Ha- Missed me! Better luck next time Miss Snow!" He teased, sticking his tongue out.

Elsa glared at him, chewing her lips, and sat on the ground, not minding the snow. She crossed her arms as she narrowed her eyes. Jack flinched at the look she gave him and walked closer to her, his shoulders drooped like a punished child.

"Hey…It was fun, right?" He said, leaning down to face her. But she turned away

'Okay, Maybe not so fun.' He wiped off his cocky grin.

"..Sorry. I'll do the laundries again." He looked for the effect. But there was none.

Jack just stood there, not knowing what to do. Slowly, he began to pick up the fallen clothes constantly glancing sideways at her. His hands began to sweat, despite the cold weather.

"There," He pushed the refilled basket of clothes to her. Still no answer. "Awwww come on Els, Don't get mad by-"

Splat

Jack was opened his mouth at the sudden coldness covering his face. Then his thin lips curled into a smile.

"That was not fair!"

He stood up, grabbing a handful of snow with his bare hands. Elsa smirked.

"Since when did you play fair?" She laughed, running away.

She brushed her fingers together, creating a snowball on to her hand. Jack threw his one at her and narrowly missed her chest by inches. She made a teasing face and wiggled her fingers.

"Ha! Looks like you've missed too Mr. Overland.!" She mocked.

But Jack wasn't laughing anymore. His face was stiff. Confused, Elsa quirked her eyebrows.

"Jack? What's wrong? She took a step towards him.

That's when she noticed the huge shadow in front of her. She could also hear a soft grunt behind her. Her eyes questioned Jack. He gestured at her hand. She whipped around and there he was-Brad Stabbington, with a snowball smashed on his hips. He looked down at her, his face wrecked. Elsa quickly hid her hands behind her skirt.

"Oh my gosh, we're so sorry" She stammered out. But he didn't look satisfied.

"I told you little rabbles-"He growled. His voice went louder. "-to STAY. OUT .OF. MY .WAY!"

He boomed. His voice rung through the street, making a few passing people glance at them.

Elsa froze to the ground. She couldn't move. It was Jack who pulled her next to him. Brad stomped to them, cracking his knuckles. His extreme size and his dangerous expression made the two look even smaller. Elsa clenched her skirt and felt it grow colder. She spotted the frost on the cloth. She panicked, gathering her hands together.

Then, without warning, Jack grabbed Elsa's wrist before she could protest and started to run to the woods. They could hear Brad yelling behind them.

"What are you doing!" Elsa screamed, trying very hard to keep up.

"Saving the day, of course!" Jack answered, smirking.

Elsa couldn't believe how he could say things like that in such situation.

They ran across the trees, the cold wind brushing against their cheeks.

"Wait-Stop! Jack ,no seriously, stop!" She tugged his arms, making them halt.

They panted, out of breath.

"You didn't have to run like that!" She said, still catching her breath.

"Well that guy was ready to eat us alive!" He protested.

Unable to disagree, with him, she looked around. The sun was shining down through the leafless trees. Few evergreens stood here and there, like polka dots. The winter fog was making the vision slightly blurry, turning the woods into a land in a fairytale.

"Mom will be so mad at me about the laundries." She mumbled.

Jack noticed he was still holding her wrist and immediately let go, a light tint of red covering his ears.

"You know, you could have just frozen him." He suggested.

"No! I might get accused of being a..a..monster. And," She clasped her hands together. "I don't want to hurt anyone with my…" She paused to think up a right word. "…thing." She finished. Her voice faltered.

"You always use your powers with me and I'm okay." Jack pointed out, not liking her frowning.

"That's because I can somehow control them when I'm with you." She began to walk slowly. He followed. "But sometimes it just-"She looked into his eyes."-slip out."

He saw the tinge of fear in the corner of her pale blue orbs.

He didn't like it.

He wanted to make her smile.

"It's okay. Besides," He kicked a pile of snow on their way. "I doubt anyone will accuse you of being a monster."

She chuckled. "And why is that?"

"Elsa, I can assure you that they cannot do that.". He answered simply.

"Why?" She asked. Still walking

Jack stared at her, and for a moment, forgot what to say. He shrugged.

"Cause Monsters are…are evil and bad," He smirked." and you're not."

She laughed, shaking her head."Thank you, Jack."

They walked in silence until they reached a cliff with the frozen fjords beneath it. Elsa sat, sighing deeply.

"I wish I could erase my powers"

She stared into the thick fog.

"Why?'

"Life would be much easier without it."

"Yeah?"

She nodded. Jack sat beside her.

"I would like to have powers like you. I think they're pretty cool." He said, looking at her hands.

"They are not as great as you think."She buried her fingers in the snow."If I could just be normal."

"You don't have to be normal to be happy."He locked his eyes with her."I mean… you're happy now, right?"

She chuckled."Yeah.I have mom, I have a home, and I have you." A soft blush appeared on her cheeks. "But sometimes I just-"

"It's okay Elsa." Carefully, he put his hand on hers. She flinched, but didn't pull away. The warmth of his hand covered the coldness of hers. "See," He said reassuring her. "You're okay."

Elsa glanced at their hands and then at his eyes. They were warm, as if there was a small light planted in them. Something she could never have.

Jack stared at her. Her eyes, her nose, her lips. His heart fastened uncomfortably. Something that was new to him. He wanted her to be happy.

They both watched the blurry sunset covered by the clouds. Its blurred lights painted the snow faintly in red and pink. They sat there in silence, their hands still touching; too busy sinking into their own thoughts to even bother talking. It was Elsa who broke the silence when the sun has nearly disappeared.

"We should get going, it's getting dark." She stood up.

Jack too got up and brushed the snow off his clothes. Elsa led the way back. By the time they arrived at the village, the moon was up, only half visible from the mist. A little brunette girl ran over to them, a fake frown on her round face.

"How come you guys have all the fun without me?" She complained.

"Sorry Em, I promise to bring you too next time." Elsa said, smiling.

"Jackson!" A woman called from a nearby house.

"Coming mom!" Jack yelled.

Emma dragged him to the house, still rambling about how she was so bored without them. ( -then I was so bored, I even tried to play dolls with Angelina!) Jack looked back at Elsa and waved with his free hand. Laughing in to her hands, she waved back.

On that night, they both tried to convince themselves that it was going to be alright. But the event that happened the next day proved them wrong.

Did you like it? I hope you did.

Goodbye!