Chapter 3

Gaurdians' Problem

At Santa's Workshop, the Yetis and Elves there aren't exactly busy since Christmas isn't a day away. Usually, they'd go around eating Santa's cookies, or continue making more toys and gifts for the children of the world. North on the other hand, felt a gut feeling.

He felt uneasy, he accidentally kicked an elf on his way out of his office. Sometimes not all gut feelings are good. He senses trouble and he needs to find out what it is.

Christmas does not occur at the same time in every city, coutry or continent yet it is important, for children are happy and satisfied. Christmas isn't until a week and a day, which will be at North America, so he has enough time to figure out what the bad thing was... or is.

Was there something going on? He doesn't know. He approached the big globe in the workshop, trying to see if the lights are still there. And they are.

Toothiana might not be having trouble with getting teeth under pillows and giving children some coins. Her fairies do great job. Sandy won't have any trouble at all too. Sleeping kids dream wonderful thing all they want. And Aster? Still bringing hope to every children.

What could the gut feeling be? He needs an answer. And that's when Manny showed up, lighting before Santa's eyes.

(-_-)

"Stupid Frost," Merida muttered angrily as she quickly jumped from rooftops and tree branches. Sure, she has experienced being an immortal spirit for a long ime but Jack, even though he's still young- as Merida would say- he surely is too used to it.

Melting frost isn't trouble. She got her bow and arrow. Just notch her special arrows and release it to the certain area, Summer will spread. Surely by twenty minutes she will be done.

Then she thought about the boy on the girl's painting. Was it just coincidence? After all, you can dream about anything you want... but a spirit?

She released a huff and then landed near the village of Corona. She looked around, gripping her bow loosely and watched other people have fun. Three kids, mainly one girl and two boys played around, shoving each other slightly. It reminded her of someone from her living past. Three children.

"Guten Morgen, Parran," said a small girl approaching the tallest boy in the group of three children. Merida smiled with amusement. "I was wondering... maybe we could hang-out out sometime."

Merida's smile got wider. Now that's cute...

"Vivia!" A man called loudly in panick, looking at a tall figure.

Merida's attention turned to the caller, even when various people went through her. The man rushed towards the tall woman, who was gripping on another man wearily. Merida narrowed her eyes.

"Vivia, are you alright?" Asked the man who called her.

The woman shook her head. "No," she said. "Last night I saw a shadow figure walking towards the kitchenette. I thought it was Roselynda, but then when I entered," she paused, fright washing over her face. "Many objects started moving!"

Gasps and murmurs were heard. Some were skeptical and doubtful. She was probably imagining things but judging by her horrified tone, Merida was uncertain of what to believe.

"That happened to my home too," another woman spoke, but this time, she looked like a teenager. "I thought it was just a nonentity but when I started to hear clattering and banging, I started to figure maybe there was a person in our house other than me."

"I was on the way to the farm when I felt someone was following me," spoke a thin man with a faded scar on the right part of his forehead. "At the corner of my eye, I saw a shadow of a person. And the pebbles on the pathway seemed to move."

"Nai, nai!" Shouted a female skeptic. "That all must be some fantasy you're all thinking."

A couple of murmurs wandered again. Merida's eyebrows furrowed. "Shadow fig're. Must be th' boogeyman," she muttered, feeling a bit worried for all the people.

"Shadow figure?" Asked the man who previously called for the woman named Vivia. "Does it look like a man?"

"Nai!" Shouted Vivia. Merida swallowed. Now who could this person be?

"It was a lady. I could tell by the shadow of the long hair. Maybe twenty or so," said the boy with the scar. "Her height is too hard to figure."

"You're all hallucinating!" Shouted another person. Merida sighed as shouts and mutters began being thrown to each other. Merida began to run through and pass people, then started to enter the forest. She was deep in thought of who could the culprit be.

It could be possibly a normal person. But then, those three said they saw a female's shadow figure, and then they said objects would float.

Merida clicked her tongue. "Who cou'd that be?"

(-_-)

"I went there many times," Hiccup said as he answered Jack's question. "It took a long time but I did go there."

"Then, do you happen to... see a girl with long hair?" Jack asked. Hiccup rolled his eyes and shook his head. "There are many girls with long hair at Corona."

"Thought you'd say that," Jack muttered as he looks behind, over his left shoulder then back to him. "Anyways, the thing is, Hic-up, me and Merida-"

"You and who?" Hiccup asked, his brows creasing.

"Merida Dunbroch. The Summer spirit," Jack said, he's tone saying 'yeah, I know everything'.

"You mean... Somerled," Hiccup said. Jack nodded. "Summerlad. Very smart, Hicc."

"Yeaaah, don't call me any of those names," Hiccup said with an annoyed expression. Jack's smirk widened, but continued.

"Now, me and Merida had cross paths at Corona when we saw this... woman, come out of... whatever hanging green thing is. We went to where she came from and saw a tall tower."

Jack looked at the Hiccup, thinking if he knew about it. He just continued. "When we entered, we saw a girl with the longest hair we have ever seen. It reached the floor."

Hiccup released a hum, ushering him to continue.

"She was talking to this green animal thing, and then she began to slide off the cover of one of her paintings."

Hiccup stared at him, his frow creasing more, "what does that got to do with me?"

Jack shrugged but said a straight-forward answer. "She said she dreamt about a guy, which was you, painted on her painting."

"That's... unusual." Hiccup says honestly. "Are you sure it was me?"

"Yeah. Shaggy brown hair, green eyes- they all point to you," Jack says.

Hiccup shook his head. "It's just a dream. That probably doesn't mean anything."

Jack watched him cup the squirrel and put him inside the trunk through a hole, murmuring something Jack couldn't hear. Although Hiccup had made a reason to end the conversation, Jack's mind was still asking one thing.

'Does it really mean nothing?'

(-_-)

Sorry for the big pause. I just move to a new house a month ago and this distracted me from continuing a chapter to this story. I got time especially during weekends, yet my problem is mental block. But don't worry. I promised that I will finish this story.

-d00dlequeen15