Hiccup was a man who preferred to look on the bright side of life. Sure, he was hundreds of miles away from Berk, from his friends, from Astrid, and his best friend was being treated as if he was a monster simply because he has the ability to destroy things quite easily. And that monstrous redhead was kind of mean. But there were a lot of good things about being sent off from his home without his consent to help locate a Queen he had never met. It was good. Everything was alright. Really. His eyes were drooping and he wanted to leave, but other than that he was fine. On the bright side, he met Jokul Frosti. On the downside, Hiccup was currently taking orders from a horse.

"All right, good boy!" Rapunzel smiled, patting the magnificent white horse on the leg. "You're doing a great job, Maximus! We'll bring Elsa back in no time!"

Maximus whinnied loudly, with a tone only to be described as proud. Hiccup glanced up at Toothless, before directing his attention to the group of people around him. He didn't know what to think of them, so he had labeled them all the Band of Misfits. Of course, Merida had chided him for labeling them something so cliché, but he liked the sound of it. Looking at them, that's what they were.

There was Anna, currently riding around in circles on the back of Toothless, who had taken an unnatural liking to the Princess. It angered him a bit that Toothless had wanted to spend time with Anna and not him, but he supposed it was a good thing that the dragon was beginning to be accepted into the group. Heck, if a talking snowman and a mythical frost lord were, then why couldn't Toothless? It was then he slapped himself. He was getting too caught up in this whole dragon thing. Other places weren't like Berk, and he had to accept that. And to be fair, Olaf and Jack weren't necessarily welcomed with open arms.

His gaze set on Rapunzel who was drawing a map in the sand with Maximus, the huge white horse with an uncanny ability to track scents. Next to her snoring on the ground was Eugene- or Flynn. He still wasn't sure what to call the King of Corona. Splayed across his stomach was the sassy chameleon Pascal, currently the same shade of blue as Flynn's shirt. His horse, Dawson, was tied to a tree and sleeping peacefully. Anna's horse, Marisa, and currently Hiccup's mode of transportation as Toothless was otherwise occupied, was in the same situation. Merida was sleeping on a log, snoring even louder than Flynn. Her horse, Angus, was trotting around the makeshift camp, snorting and whining at every sound. Olaf was sitting next to Hiccup, whispering questions about dragons while he stared intently at the fire Hiccup was poking with a stick.

And then there was Jokul. Er, Jack. That was the real kicker to him. It wasn't the magic talking snowman that got him, or the royalty that surrounded was the man who sat on the other side of the fire who may or may not have been a figment of his imagination. The guy had mostly kept to himself since his original arrival, which was all fine and dandy, but it made it hard to decide if he was imaginary or not. Merida and Flynn still hadn't been able to see Jack, and there was no telling if Kristoff could see Jack. He was a couple of miles away, no doubt brooding in the castle about Anna. Funny thing was, Queen Elinor was still in charge of the kingdom, as she was the only one Anna formally handed control too.

Hiccup cleared his throat, shifting his eyes back to Jack. "So, uh… you're not going to melt or anything, right?"

"Nope!" Olaf grinned. "Elsa made this itty bitty snow cloud for me, and it follows me wherever I go, so I won't melt! And the best part is- oh. You weren't talking to me, were you?"

Hiccup shook his head 'no.'

"Oh." The snowman chortled. "Well, this is awkward for me."

After deciding the situation was in fact awkward, Olaf meandered over to Rapunzel, and plopped right onto the map she had been working on. Hiccup turned his attention back to Jokul.

The frost lord smiled. "No, you don't have to worry about me melting. I've been around centuries."

"Centuries?" That was news to the future chief.

"So, you're like, really old, right?" Anna called down from the back of Toothless. Neither male had been aware she had been listening in. "I mean, not like that makes you any different or anything! You're just the same as us! Except that you're invisible sometimes. And you can fly! But really, you're just the same."

Jack blinked. "...Right. But yeah, I've been around for a while."

"And you still don't know why Flynn and Merida can't see you?" Hiccup asked.

"No, I know exactly why. They just have to learn to believe in me, and then they'll be able to see me. It's pretty simple, if you think about it." A devious smirk appeared on the pale man's face.

Hiccup gulped. "Uh oh, I know that look. What are you planning?"

But he inquired a moment too late. Jack was already flying above Flynn, forming a snowball in his hand. "I'm going to have a little fun."

And he dropped the snowball onto Flynn's face.

"What the-" Flynn yelled, bolting upright. "Who did that?"

Rapunzel giggled. "It was Jack."

Flynn rolled his eyes. "Oh yeah, it was 'Jack,' huh? Blame it on the invisible-"

Another snowball hit him in the face.

The King of Corona looked around furiously for the source of the snowball, when his eye caught another forming in mid-air. "Oh my…"

Hiccup was sure that Flynn would no longer doubt the existence of Jokul Frosti.

Er- Jack Frost.