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Mavis's POV
They spent the rest of the day playing in the snow. Then Mavis, followed by Jack went home. Mavis started to make some mac&cheese, not her most preferred dinner, but her dad wasn't off of work today. When the mac&cheese was done she dished herself out a bowl. Not wanting to be rude she asked in Jack wanted any. He rolled her eyes and said, "Just eat, Mavis." She scarfed down the small pot and started to walk up the stairs.
"What are you doing?'' Jack asked. She smiled and said, "Getting ready for bed."
"This early?" Jack asked. Mavis replied, "You'll see." Jack followed her upstairs, where Mavis grabbed her pajamas. She walked to the bathroom that was across the hall. She quickly changed, washed off her light make-up, brushed her teeth, and replaced her contacts with her glasses. The she walked out to see Jack right next to the door. She narrowed her eyes. He just smirked. Then she went back to her room, and pulled out her favorite movie that would probably bore Jack to tears. That was her intention, anyway.
She walked back down the stairs and turned on the TV, Jack following her the whole time, except her was flying. She put the movie "Tangled" into the DVD player. As the previews were playing she made popcorn. She sat down on the couch just as the movie started and patted the seat next to her for Jack to sit. He obliged.
Jack's POV
He soooo knew Mavis put that movie in to annoy him. But actually he liked it. He wasn't really thrilled about the whole "princess movie" thing, but he liked the characters. It made him laugh sometimes and in the big romantic parts he pretended to gag, annoying the heck out of Mavis. When the movie finished, Mavis threw her popcorn bag away, and walked up stairs, grabbing extra blankets. She answered his quizzical looks with a, "Well, Jack Frost being in your bedroom ought to make it colder." he actually agreed with her. As she put her blankets over the covers of her bed, Jack hovered down until his feet were touching the ground. It was only then when he realized how tiny- petite he guessed- she was. Jack was about 5'7" she had to be about 5' nothing. It really only made her that much more adorable to him. She flicked on the TV, once again earning quizzical looks from Jack.
"I can't sleep without noise," she said
"Oh..." Jack trailed on. She pulled tho covers over her and almost instantly fell asleep. Jack sat in the chair next to her desk all night as she slept. She stirred a lot, and sometimes muttered in her sleep. One time she spoke so clearly he had thought she had woken, but she hadn't. She had said one simple word that made Jack feel like crying. She said his name.