This is the seventh chapter of this story!

I DON'T OWN!

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Hiccup was glaring at his head board, ignoring Rapunzel, when the door burst open and Frost glides in.
"You will be joining me for dinner." Frost told him. Hiccup felt a burning rage in his chest. He turned to Frost and swung his feet to hang off the bed.
"No." He crossed his arms and stuck out his chin.
"You will join me for dinner, or starve. Your choice." Frost turned on his heel, the air was icy and a wind picked up.
"Then I'll starve." Hiccup said right before the door closed. Frost paused a second before slamming the door closed and rushing back to his wing.
Hiccup slumped back onto the bed, fresh tears threatened to fall, but he held them back.
"Just give him some time." Rapunzel told him soothingly.
"I don't want to give him time! I want to go home!" Hiccup hid his face as the tears fell anyways.

Stoick burst into his house, startling Astrid into dropping the pan she was holding.
"Dad?" She asked, holding her shin, where the pan had nicked her.
"I saw Hiccup!" He exclaimed, picking Astrid up and spinning her.
"Hiccup?" Astrid's face lit up a bit.
"He isn't dead! He is being held by some sort of monster in a castle deep in the forest." Astrid's face fell. Her father must have hit his head, it was then she noticed the blood and bruises that littered his arms and face.
"Dad, you hit your head. Let me get you to the doctor." She told him. Stoick's face was just that, stoic.
"I am not lying. I saw him. He was healthy, but he was being held captive by a thing made of ice." Stoick let his daughter go as he started to gather things.
"Where are you going?" Astrid asked as she grabbed his hand, keeping him from grabbing the matches that sat by their now used fireplace.
"I need to save him." Stoick looked at his daughter eye to eye, willing her to understand.

Neither of them noticed the dark shadow that moved quickly away from the window.
"I can use this." The shadow chuckled evilly.

Hiccup poked his head out the door. It was dark, and he was hungry. He slowly made his way out of the room, cringing slightly when his wooden foot made a slight clack every time it hit the floor.
He found his way to the kitchen and was glad that the fire wasn't lit. His sister always sent him away when she cooked, so he wouldn't think of the flames.
He stopped at a long table, he didn't know what to do. He decided to make a sandwich.
A slight clinking noise startled him.
"Who's there?" Hiccup whispered.
"Oh,It's just us." A small wined up alarm clock and a candle stick appeared, the candle was unlit.
"Hi! My name is Toothiana! And this is Sandy." The alarm clock said excitedly. Hiccup smiled hesitantly at them.
"Are you hungry?" The clock quickly left the room and grabbed a few more utensils and got to work on making something for Hiccup to eat. The candlestick grabbed Hiccup's arm lightly and pulled him out of the kitchen so they could light a fire to cook.
The meal came quick, Hiccup hadn't even noticed it, too busy watching Sandy gesture wildly a story of his youth, or that was what Hicuup though it was, seeing as the candle couldn't talk.
"Here you go Hiccup. Enjoy!" Toothiana exclaimed as the food was set down for him to eat.
After he was done he decided to stay and was told many stories about Frost in his youth, the more embarrassing stories came when Bunny and North joined them. Merida had joined, but she didn't tell any stories. Her brothers curled against their mother when it got later.
Hiccup yawned deeply.
"It is getting late. You should get to bed." Toothiana pulled him up and they followed Hiccup up the stairs and to his room.
Frost looked around the now empty dining room and gave a glare. The room temperature dropped slightly. He didn't know why it hurt so much when Hiccup refused his company. He just wanted to have diner. Is he that bad?
He sighed and the temperature warmed a bit as he stopped feeding the cold. He walked up to Hiccup's room and stood outside the jarred door. "I don't understand him." He heard Hiccup say.
"How could he be so cold? I understand that he is made of ice, but that doesn't mean he has to be so mean to you." He heard the boy mumble, he was most likely falling asleep.
"He wasn't always this way." Rapunzel told him. Frost stood up a little straighter.
"I mean, he has always been selfish," He slumped again, "but he would look after us in our times of need. He is just hard to get to know." Rapunzel cooed. Hiccup gave a small huff.
"Yep." He mumbled. Only seconds later Jack could hear light snoring. He backed away and walked slowly to his privet wing, the one that held 'IT'.

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Mars