Hi it's me! I wanna give a big thank you to my friend Little Washu who was the first to review my story! You're awsome! ( And I promise it'll make sense later lol.) Here's the next chapter of Snow White Angel and to all the moms out there: Happy Mother's day! Disclaimer: I do not own Rise Of The Guardians.

Snow White

The winter air felt amazing tonight. The wind had coated the world in just the right ammount of cold for him, yet not unbearable for the kids he would see tomorrow. The wind carried her charge, her friend through the air as the teen cheered and hollered with pure joy as he raced effortlessly along the air's current. He was the spirit of mischief and frost. Winter's best friend. The guardian of fun and the embodiment of all of the childlike wonder of winter. He was Jack Frost. The wind caressed his hair which was as white as snow and spiked this way and that even without the wind's help. His bright blue eyes took in all of the wonder of the world below as he flew through the night looking down on the sleepy little town covered in snow and his own frost. Only a dark blue hoodie and a pair of light brown trousers-both dusted with frost-was all he wore. Nothing else. Not even shoes! But the winter spirit didn't need any of that. One of the advantages of being one with ice and snow: You never get cold!

Jack paused in mid-flight hovering in the air as a shift in the atmosphere silently quieted his fun and stilled him. Something was happening. At...his pond? Just at the edge of town rested a simple pond guarded by the forest. It was one of the best, and admittedly worst places he had staked claim over. It was his place, often called " Jack's Pond" by the locals even though very few knew the exact reason why. For better or for worse everyone knew it was his own sacred place. Very rarely did he let just anyone go there. So what was it? Whatever was happening he knew was no good. He didn't like it, and already his chest burned with the cold fire of annoyance and the beginnings of anger. The very air around him began to freeze channeling his feelings. Narrowing his eyes Jack willed his speed to increase and he darted off like a bullet to the west end of town. It only took him all of thirteen seconds to reach his place. Even hidden in the clouds he could already make out the single speck standing out on his frozen sanctuary.

Annoyance and anger were joined with curiosity. If everyone knew this was his place, and if no one ever came here...who was this then? His curiosity growing Jack flew down to get a closer look passing through the clouds and floating down slowly. Thirty yards...seventeen yards...ten yards...sixteen feet...closer. He flew around to look at their face-and nearly fell from the air in shock. Standing in the middle of the frozen pond was a lady. She wasn't a girl, yet not quite a woman. If anything she looked about the same age as Jack. Maybe a year or two older? Long hair like black silk flowed down her back in delicate waves. Her lush, full lashes framed eyes so brown they looked black in the dim of night. Her smiling lips were painted as red as hollyberries. The Man In The Moon's light shined down on her pale skin, which was as white as the snow around her. There was only one word that came to his mind as he gazed at her standing on his pond.

Beautiful.

The next emotion to break through his senses was worry as he looked from her face to take note of the way she was dressed. A simple dark blue satin, sleeveless dress covered her curvy frame stopping at the knees with a thin white glittery belt looped around her slim waist. Black low-heeled mary janes covered her feet and a single silver bracelet adorned her left wrist. The right side of her hair was pulled back away from her face held in place with a shiny silver and diamond hair clip in the form of a flower. Two simple daimond studs pierced her ears. Though she was dressed very, uh, nicely, she wore nothing that was warm. Nothing to protect her from winter's chill nor his unententional frostbite. Dressed like that-however flattering it looked on her-in this weather, she would catch her death. No, he didn't want that.

Jack alighted softly on the ice beside her. He was fairly certain she woudln't see him. But maybe he could at least persuade her to go home? " Wind." Jack spoke softly. The element responded, swirling around them making the air even colder as snowflakes danced around them. Whatever he may have been expecting before was dashed away like the falling flakes. Because at that moment she turned around and looked him directly in the eyes. And spoke.

" You talk to the air, too?" He blinked once. Twice. Three times. How...how the hell could she see him? Unless-did that mean she still believed?

" Uh, Miss? Can you see me?" She nodded at him, her eyebrows drawing together in a frown.

" Yeah. Am I not supposed to?" Jack rubbed the back of his neck embarassedly.

" Only the kids ever see me. They know me." Her expression cleared as she gazed at him curiously then smiled for him.

" You must be some kind of guy if the kids like you." Jack's cheeks flushed at her gentle praise. Smiling at her he stepped back and opened out his arms. He knew she probably wouldn't believe him, but for reasons he had no name for he wanted her to know his name. Know him.

" Allow me to introduce myself. My name," He bowed low to her, keeping his eyes locked on her's the whole time. " is Jack Frost."

" The spirit of winter." Her voice held recognition and pleasant surprise. She smiled even brighter fro him then crossing her ankles she opened out her own arms and matched his bow with one of her own for him. The both of them stood up straight and then Jack's previous thoughts came back to him like a flurry in a breeze.

" Hey, aren't you cold out here?!" She tilted her head in thought. That was something she had been puzzling over before. Logic told her to be cold. Or at least that she should be cold. Yet if she closed her eyes she could easily convince herself she was standing in a grassy field in the comfort of springtime. Not in a frozen pond in the winter. She just couldn't feel the cold no matter how it played on her skin. She looked back up to Jack and gave him a small wondering smile.

"...No. Strange, huh?" Jack jumped up hovering in the air. He lay on his stomach and crossed his arms under his chin, remaining at eye-level with her. She didn't react at all, as if this was something completely normal. Weird.

" So, what's your name?"

" I don't know." Don't know? Jack frowned and peered closely at her.

" What do you mean?" She gave him a helpless shrug and crossed her arms leisurely in front of herself.

" I don't remember. I was just here, watching the snowflakes fall. I tried talking to them but, they didn't answer. So I was just watching them. With the moon and the pond...the snowfall. It's so pretty here." She smiled. " And then you showed up. That's pretty much it."

" So, you don't remember anything? Like, at all?" She shook her head seeming not bothered in the least by it.

" Sorry. But that means I don't have a name to give you." She laughed. Jack turned on his back and tilted his body upright as he shoved one hand in to his pocket while the other rested his staff on his shoulder. Then he began floating leisurely around her as he looked at her from all angles.

" No problem. How about I just give you a name? Let's see..." He circled her once. Twice. Cindy? No. Maybe...Lola? No. Sarah? No. Sophia? Wait-he already knew a Sophie. Uh, Diana? No! The names coming to his head were all pretty. Names that he'd heard over the years and liked. But none of them seemed to fit her quite right. Think! Then, something came to him. Jack looked at her closely taking in her beautiful face again. Black hair, dark eyes. Lips red and skin as white as snow...maybe-? " Hey, I think I got it!" He landed down in front of her leaning casually on his staff. " How about... Snow White?" She laughed again, looking at him skeptically. She shook her head letting her arms fall to her sides as she took a few aimless strolls around the ice keeping her eyes on him.

" Snow White? You mean like the fairytale?" Jack nodded enthusiastically. Honestly he thought it was genius. It was perfect!

" Yeah. I mean-you look just like her." She rolled her eyes and chuckled at him, as if she were reasoning with a naive little brother.

" But Jack, she's a princess. Aren't princesses supposed to be pretty?" At this his face flushed again and his eyes darted away from her face to the ground. He was suddenly fascinated by the frozen pond under them. And his throat suddenly felt very constricted, as if someone had decided to grab his vocal chords and squeeze them. Clearing his throat awkwardly Jack looked back to her face and smiled.

" Well, you are." Though his voice was soft the as-a-matter-of-fact tone was clear. She smiled at him and then the girl stepped froward taking one of his cool hands into her own.

" Thank you, Jack. You're sweet. Wrong, but sweet." Surprise overtook his face. What did she mean he was wrong? How could she ever think she was anything but beautiful? She squeezed his hand gently then let go to hold her own hands behind her back. " Okay. Snow White it is then." He smiled wide as she thanked him. She liked it! She actually liked it! Jack inclined his head to her in acknowledgement.

" Nice to meet you, Snow White." She giggled at him as he bowed again for her. " So now that we got that squared away, let's say we get off of this pond and take you home." Snow rolled her eyes again as she laughed.

" Jack, I don't know where that is." Crap. He forgot about that. Then what was he supposed to do? She couldn't stay out here alone like this. Out in the cold and the dark. There had to be something-anything! Then Jack became inspired as an idea formed in his mind. He walked forward, then paused to turn around to look at Snow. He held out his hand to her smiling as he spoke.

" Hey Snow. Do you feel like taking a walk with me?" She didn't even need to think about it as she walked up to him and took his hand. Although she couldn't say she knew this strange boy well she felt comfortable with him all the same. No, it was more than that. Safe. Yes she...felt safe with him. Something inside just told her she could trust him. And wasn't it always better to be with someone rather than be alone? She thought so. Jack led her off of the pond carefully, taking note of how strange it was that she wasn't falling all over herself. ( In his perspective heels and ice were not a good combo.) He led her off of the ice and as he began walking with her through the snowy forest something else grabbed at his attention. She felt like him. Her skin was cold too. And the weight of her palm in his hand was off, too. She felt...light. Jack cast his eyes upward to The Man In The Moon as his beams of light shined down on them, Jack voicing his question with his eyes.

Why?

Done! So What's next for Snow White and Jack Frost? Tune in next time to find out! Please R&R and Bless your happy happiness!