Hey guys. I am so sorry about the weekend delay, had a lot of stuff going on. Please don't hate me, I bring cookies as a peace offering!
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Here is Chapter 5 and again, please don't hate me for the delay!
Elsa
Elsa grinned. She and Jack had been talking all day, comparing family life and other things. She yawned, exhausted. Jack grinned. "Time for bed, little one?" he teased. Her response came in the form of ice rising from his chair to trap him in. He continued joking until he realized, upon which he started fighting against it as Elsa laughed her head off. He laughed tiredly, apparently amused. "Very funny, Ice Queen." She smiled. "Thank you, Snow Boy." "Snow Boy?!" She resumed her chortling as he assumed an expression of shock and exasperation. "Really? I can't be 'the Winter Wizard' or 'the Big Blizzard' or anything cool like that?" "Nope!" She grinned inwardly. He was extremely cute when he was annoyed. Woah, there. Take it easy girl.
He stretched. "I'm going to bed." She started to open her mouth, but he interrupted. "And any babysitter jokes and you better sleep with one eye open." She smirked. "Alright, Snow Boy." He shook his head, murmured, "Real funny, Ice Queen," and climbed the stairs. She started dwelling on what was going on at home. By now, they had probably given up any feeble search that might have been started by her sister...if her sister would ever forgive her. Anna had probably been crowned as the new queen of Arendelle. That would be a good option. She was smart and willing to listen to others, along with having a boatload of patience. Although she was a bit rash and quick-minded at times, Anna would make a good ruler. Elsa stretched. By now it was quite late and she felt that it was time for her to sleep. She left for her own bed. But she had barely closed her eyes when they came. The nightmares.
She was surrounded. They were closing in. They shouted at her. She could never see who they were, only know that they wanted her dead. "Monster, monster" they chanted. She curled into a ball and called for help. They continued to close in. Closer, closer. They swung their weapons, calling her names. She called louder. No one came...
Jack
Jack woke to the small, almost imperceptible crying coming from the room next door. Elsa, he thought as he raced across the hall and flung open the door. She was curled up in her bed, sobbing and whispering, "Help" He flew to her side and tried to wake her. "Come on Elsa, wake up." he murmured desperately. "Wake up!" All of a sudden, her eyes flew open. She gasped, then started to sob. He paused, then awkwardly put his arms around her. She held him close and cried into his chest. He held still, whispering comforting words into her ears. She continued to cry for what seemed to be an eternity. Finally she whispered, "I'm sorry."
"For what?" he asked. "I'm sure whatever it was, it wasn't your fault. You're too nice for that. And I was awake anyway" he added, not wanting to hurt her feelings. She smiled, then muttered almost too low to hear "Nightmares. They come every night. They surround me, call me a monster. Tell me that I have no use. That...that I might as well be dead."
"Pitch" hissed Jack. He silently swore that he would track down Pitch and make him pay for every dream insult that he had fired at her. She took a breath, then whispered, "The dreams have been coming ever since I was eight and hurt my sister (Did I say I would make him pay? Never mind, I'll just kill him on the spot. He was ready to murder Pitch at that point) and that is partially why my parents shut me in my room for 61.9% of my life. They thought that I was unstable."
Jack paused, then burst into laughter. "61.9%? My goodness, girl! You are a really good mathmatition!" She laughed with him. "Well, I did not have much else to do here. If you want to know the real answer, it's 61.904762..." He stopped her there. "OK, OK, I get the point!" They both laughed over that for a few minutes, then he sobered up. "But seriously, they thought you were unstable?" She sighed. "Weird dreams like that often put you in a class of those who are literally insane. I am not trying to be insulting, but you get what I am trying to say, right?" He smiled. "You could not be insulting if you did try, Elsa. You are too sweet for that."
Elsa
She smiled, lowering her eyes. "As long as we are here..." She grabbed her pillow and hit him in the face with it - hard. He looked stunned and hurt, and raced out of the room. She was quiet, anxious that she had gone too far. Then he ran into the room, pillow in hand and proceeded to hit her with it. Then started one of the longest and most full of laughter pillow fights that there had ever been. The whole castle was open for the stalking, and neither would relent.
Elsa charged into the room with the fountain looking around. Jack was nowhere in sight. She relaxes, and came out onto the balcony. She had barely been there a second when Jack slammed her with his pillow. She smiled mischievously and quickly got him in the stomach. This proceeded on for a while, each getting in some good hits, when Elsa saw a perfect shot and slammed him. Apparently she hit him too hard or he was not focused, because the sudden hit to the chest toppled him over the railing.
She dropped her pillow, screamed, and ran to the railing, ready to dive. She did not expect him to soar up and land right in front of her. Grinning like a madman, he proclaimed "And that, my lady, is how I roll." She stood, shocked beyond belief, and felt herself go numb. He smiled again, although this time it was less certain. "Ice Queen?" She tried to reply, but found that she could not. She swayed a bit, then sank to the floor in a dead faint.
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