Anna's POV

So many things stormed through my head as I sat down in the Ferris Wheel's two seated cart. Thought number one: Those fried Oreos are so freaking amazing! And the lemonade and the fried cheesecake and the donut burger! The extra pounds I've gained was so worth it. Thought number two: Sophie is so freaking cute. Thought number three: how did I not throw up on the Zipper? Thought number four: I'm so glad Kristoff won that stuffed snowman for me. Well, actually he won it for himself, hoping to get a reindeer like I had, but I got the last one. So I offered to switch and he asked what I wanted, so I said snowman, and aaahhhhh what a perfect switch it was.

And now, for the most important thought. Thought number five: My sister and Jack are so freaking cute together. Cuter than Hans and I, and honestly I'm totally okay with that. They just...they have this chemistry that Hans and I don't have. It's so much stronger. Which brings me to thought number six and seven. Six is that I wish Hans was here. He said he was going to be busy with family things, so he wouldn't be able to attend. That's okay though. I have plenty of people to keep me company. And now, thought seven: ASDFGHJKL! I can't believe this! Elsa has a crush on Jack! I mean, it's totally obvious. Well, okay, it wasn't obvious until he brushed her bangs to the side of her face, his hand lingering, and his eyes longing . Hers too.

I've never seen Elsa so red before. She looked like she was unable to move and breathe, but she wasn't uncomfortable. No, if she was uncomfortable I would have known and I would have helped her, but something deep within her eyes, despite being clouded over with shock, told me that she liked the romantic gesture. That's when it all clicked. And when he won her that cute stuffed penguin? Oh the desire in her eyes made it even more obvious. She's never been more clear.

And it makes me wonder: did her crush just now form or has it been developing for awhile and his actions today sent her crush into overdrive? Because if she has had this crush on Jack for awhile, then surely I would have noticed sooner. Then again, I have been more focused on my own love life. Also, my sister is a very reserved person. No one would have ever been able to detect her crush on him if she has had it for awhile, but the moments I saw earlier today? Why would she make it so obvious now? Is it because she had a malfunction and couldn't hide it as well as she had before? If not, then this has got to mean that she's just now crushing on him. But if that's the case, then wouldn't she have remained reserved? Uuuugggghhhh! My thoughts are so jumbled. Nothing is making sense.

And another thing that doesn't make sense is Jack. Compared to my sister, he's pretty open about a lot of things. How is it that I wasn't able to detect his crush on Elsa? Because after hearing what Maui had said, I realized that Jack was indeed looking at Elsa a lot in line from before. It made me remember all the other times I've caught him staring at her at school or at football games. And after Maui mentioned it to Elsa, I noticed Jack doing it a lot when he came back from returning his siblings to their mother.

I noticed how he wouldn't look at my sister at first, keeping his distance. I noticed how quickly he gave that up. I noticed how he kept glancing at different prizes. I noticed Elsa eyeing the penguin and I noticed him eyeing her as she stared at the cute toy. I knew exactly what he was going to do next.

I noticed his determination when he played the game, Elsa unaware of what it was he was trying to win. I notice how her eyes teared up when Jack won the penguin and gave it to her. I noticed how wide her smile was. I noticed that she was...happy.

And it made me happy too.

So when our cousin suggested we ride the Ferris Wheel to watch the sunset, I made damn sure that my sister and Jack sat together. I stealthily told the others of my plan, and Maui was all on board with it. And what Flynzel and Hiccstrid don't know is that I was secretly setting them up too. I was the one who came up with the partner arrangement and I must say I'm very happy of the outcome.

Even if it means I get to sit next to Kristoff, who I admit isn't as bad as he was from way back when. Could I have sat with Moana or Tooth? Yeah, I could have, but...I don't know. I just wanted to sit with Kristoff. I like it when we banter. It's fun.

"You know," Kristoff says once we're safely settle in. "Maybe meddling with your sister's love life isn't such a good idea. You didn't like it when she tried to stop you and Hans-"

"Why must you always bring up the past?" I ask, keeping my eyes on my sister and her future boyfriend. Maybe future husband too. Oh my god, Jack would be an awesome brother-in-law for me.

"So we can learn not to repeat it," Kristoff replies and from the corner of my eye I see him shake his head.

I say nothing in response to him, but when I see Elsa turn her head around to look back at me, I couldn't hide or stop my large Cheshire Cat grin from forming. She probably knows that I set it up.

The grin was still plastered on my face when she turns back around and I couldn't help but squeal. "Oh my gosh," I say as I link my arm through Kristoff's, trying to get more comfortable. "Isn't this exciting?" I look away from my sister and Jack to gaze into the beautiful brown eyes of my friend. The only problem is that he wasn't looking at me. He was looking at our linked arms.

"Uh...Kristoff?" I laugh and reach for his chin to bring it up to eye level. "My eyes are up here."

He blushes and jerks his chin out of my grasp. "Why are you so-"

"Beautiful? Nice? Gassy?" I laugh again, my mood the most happiest it has ever been. "It's like Lady Gaga says. Baby, I was born this way."

Kristoff didn't even bother to hold in his laugh, and it made my cheeks hurt from smiling so hard. He's pretty cute when he laughs. He's cute all the time, but when he laughs...haha cute. "Okay, I just gotta let you know that the day I see you in a meat suit is the day this friendship is over."

"Oh my gosh!" I say, pretending to be shocked. "You consider us friends?"

The blonde rolls his eyes. "Of course. It took me a long time to warm up to you, but you're not so bad. I mean, you're not great either but…" he trails off, giving me a sly smile and I punch his arm.

"Rude." I then turn my head back to my sister and Jack. "Now shush. I'm waiting for a kiss to happen."

But as minute one turned into minute two, all they did was talk, and oh how I wish I knew what they were saying. Kristoff must have noticed my frustration because he breaks the silence between us by saying: "How about instead of being nosy, you watch the sunset instead? I mean, just look at it. It's pretty."

And so I did. "Pretty you say? It's not pretty at all," I smile as I close my eyes, feeling the last of the sun's warmth. "It's beautiful."

"Yeah," Kristoff agrees, his voice low, a whisper that was barely audible, but I heard him. "Beautiful."

I feel his eyes on me, which cause mine to open, but I did not look back. I couldn't. Not when my heart's beating had increased. Not when my face felt warmer than what it was a second ago. Dang, I know the sun is directly shining on my face, but it shouldn't be this warm when it's setting. How...weird.

I do look back though and when my blue eyes connected with his brown eyes, something...shifted. "Did you just…" But I trail off and laugh as I shake my head. Oh my god this is so cliché. I...I love it.

"Did I just what?" Kristoff asks as he eyes me suspiciously.

I shake my head again. "Nevermind." My gaze lowers to our linked arms and for a moment...I wondered how it feel if my hand was linked with his, fingers entwined, palm to palm. Doing what lips do. Touching.

Whoa. Where did all that come from? First I thirsted for Maui, and now Kristoff? I never thought that would ever happen. What the actual hell is wrong with me?! I'm taken! I'm being a horrible girlfriend. I have a boyfriend who loves me. Well, at least I think he does. He hasn't said it yet, nor have we kissed yet, but that's only because he's not ready. He wants us to take it slow. I don't want to pressure him. We've gone out on a couple of dates and I sit with him at lunch, more than I would like to be honest since I miss sitting with my friends, but I'm willing to sacrifice that small little thing for him.

Besides, it's not like I'm ghosting my friends. I'm with them now. I'm sitting with a friend right now. Because that's all Kristoff is to me. A friend. A nice and annoying and attractive friend.

"Hey, are you okay?" says my concerned friend. "Is your arm getting sweaty or numb? Do you want to move it?"

"No," I find myself honestly saying as I look back up at him, smiling so he could know that I mean it. "I'm pretty comfortable actually."

"Oh," he says and his lips curl slightly up into a small smile. "Okay then."

"But if you want to move it," I say in a rush before an awkward silence could start, "you can do that. Don't suffer in silence for my benefit."

Kristoff's smile widens. "I do that all the time." He laughs when I punch his shoulder again and continues. "No, but really I'm...I'm pretty comfortable too."

"Good, cuz I would have hurt you if you had moved," I tease, going against what I had said just a moment ago.

Kristoff chuckles. "I'll keep that in mind." I turn my gaze back to my sister and Jack after that and continued to wait.

My wait didn't last long because a few seconds later I see Jack leaning in and my sister not looking or moving away. My eyes widen and I gasp at the sight, leaning forward to get a better look, and squeezing Kristoff's arm tight. "Oh my god he's going to kiss her! Yaaassss!" I say in a high-pitched whisper. I knew if I wasn't quiet, they'd probably hear me, and the last thing I want right now is to ruin the moment.

My sister is about to have her first kiss with a boy who isn't even her boyfriend. Whereas I do have a boyfriend, and have yet to be kissed. I won't lie, I'm a little jealous, but my excitement has it beat. And just when I think it's about to happen, it doesn't. Elsa says something that makes Jack pull away and they go back to exchanging words.

"Wait, what?" The excitement drops from my face, replaced with confusion and disappointment. "What the heck? He...he was going to kiss her, and Elsa...she didn't pull away but then she did-"

"Yeah I saw the whole thing," Kristoff interrupts, being a smart ass.

"But why?!" I declare, raising my voice. "Why did she pull away? Why aren't they kissing right now? My OTP should be kissing-"

"OTP?"

"Oh my god," the realization hit me hard. "She doesn't know how to kiss. That must be the reason. And of course she wouldn't know. She's never been kissed as far as I'm aware, but she should know that practice makes perfect. Hey, do you know if Jack is a good kisser? Does he even know how to kiss?"

"Uh...I don't know. I've never kissed him."

"Well, that's a shame." I lean back against the seat and pout as I bury my face in Kristoff's shoulder. "This sucks. I mean, the setting is so romantic. How could she just pull away like that?"

"Maybe she got scared." Kristoff reasons. "You can't blame her for feeling scared. When it comes to this kind of thing, your sister isn't as brave as you."

I was silent as I took in his words. "Yeah," I say after a moment, and lift my head to rest my chin on the shoulder I previously had my face buried in. "You're right, but," I look over again and trail off when I see Jack's arm around my sister's shoulders. Another gasp escapes me again when I see her head go down to rest against his own shoulder, and as soon as her head went down, Jack rested his head on top of hers.

And let me just say…I exploded in one hell of a happy high.

"Oh. My. God!" I remove my arm that was still linked with Kristoff's and frantically fumbled for my phone that was buried deep within the pocket of my jeans. "I need to get a picture!" But of course, instead of a picture, I took multiple.

"Are you satisfied now?" Kristoff asks, amused.

"Yes," I reply as I look through the pictures I had taken, smiling all the while. "I might not have gotten the kiss I wanted, but I'll gladly accept this."

"So I can enjoy the ride and sunset now, right? No more yapping from you about your OTP?"

"Yes."

"Is that a lie?"

"Probably."

He sighs while I giggle, linking my arm through his again as I did so, and leaning my head on his shoulder too like Elsa was doing with Jack. The only difference is that I'm doing it out of tiredness. Elsa is doing it because she likes Jack. I know it. Nothing can convince me otherwise. She would never do that with a boy, whether she knows him or not, unless she has a thing for him. Which she does. "I don't want to go home," I admit, eyes closed and lips curled up into a small smile. "I've had so much fun."

"Well, we still have a week left to go until the fair leaves." Kristoff says softly. "And we're not leaving after this, so we still have time to do whatever."

"So we gotta make every second and every day count, right?"

"Right."

"Except for next Friday because that's Mavis's birthday and it's Halloween," I remind him. "Are you going?"

"Yes."

"Do you have a costume?"

"Yes."

"What is it?" I knew I was probably annoying him, and I swear that this time I didn't mean to. I just really like talking to him. He's very unpredictable, and I think that's what I like the most about him.

I smile when Kristoff says, "It's a surprise."

"Ooohhh," I purred as I snuggled closer into his arm, feeling the exhaustion in my eyes. "I like surprises."

"I know. That's why I'm...Anna," I hear Kristoff's fading voice say, chuckling lightly, "are you falling asleep?"

I nod against his shoulder and feel a little drool come out my mouth. "Just a...quick...power nap." I barely got a wink of sleep last night because of how excited I was for today. The start of Fall Break and the Fair. How was I supposed to sleep?

"Okay, but don't get mad when I have to wake you up in a few minutes." Kristoff warns.

I was too tired to reply, so I just nod again. And the last thing I remember thinking before I blacked out was how disappointed I am that Kristoff didn't lean his head on mine.

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Rapunzel's POV

If someone had told me that I'd be sitting with my crush on the Ferris Wheel while the sun sets, giving us a very heavy romantic atmosphere, I would have died laughing right in their face. I've only ever had romantic moments like this with Flynn in my dreams. Right now feels like a dream, and oh I'm so terrified to wake up. I don't want to wake up. I want to stay here forever.

And what's funny is that we've only been on the ride for a minute.

I'm so glad I came up with the idea to watch the sunset on the Ferris Wheel, but in all honesty, I didn't come up with the idea just so I could have this chance to get all romantic with Flynn. My sole purpose was so I could watch the sunset, which is exactly what I'm doing. I'm not going to let him distract me. And about this being my chance to get all romantic with him...how can I? I can't and will not. What would I even do that will be considered romantic? Besides, he doesn't like me like the way I like him. But then again...what if he does? I always try to think positive.

"So Blondie," Flynn's voice makes me jump, which causes him to chuckle. "You okay?"

I nervously giggle. "Sorry, I'm just a little jumpy."

"Scared of heights?" He questions, eyebrow raised.

"No," I answer, being completely honest. "Don't you know I'm a daredevil?"

Flynn holds up the stuffed chameleon I had won him earlier and says, "With a talent for winning prizes too. Thanks again, by the way. I mean, my ego is bruised, but…" he looks down at the toy with fond eyes, "I like it."

"Hmm," I say, trying to find words to say as I watched him. Why can't he look at me the way he looks at that toy? "Well, I'm glad you like it. Consider it an apology gift for knocking you out last month." I still feel really bad about that.

"Damn," he says with a laugh and head shake, "has it already been a month? My head is still very sore, by the way."

"Aww," I sarcastically say. "Do you have nightmares about frying pans too?" I was left baffled when he suddenly flicks my forehead. "What the-"

"That's what you get for making fun of me," Flynn says, his brown eyes twinkling in amusement, and I wondered if he could see the same twinkle in my own eyes. Or the nervousness of sitting alone with him and being so close too. What does he see more? Can he...can he see my love for him too?

"How dare you flick a woman's forehead?" I say, pretending to be tremendously offended. "I'll have you arrested."

Flynn laughs, and it seems genuine, but his response made me frown because...well...it sounded genuine too. "I belong in jail anyway. Prison more like."

"Flynn," I say, not skipping a beat, amusement gone, "don't say stuff like that. Not even if it's a joke. You don't belong there, okay?"

He wasn't looking at me when I spoke, nor did he look at me afterwards. He didn't speak either, and while I wanted to say more, I knew I needed him to process my words first so I wouldn't overwhelm him. So I stayed silent and waited. And as I waited, I watched my cousins in front of me.

Anna was so determined to have her sister and Jack sit together, and honestly, so was I. I've known Jack for four years and I've never seen him so alive when he's with Elsa. The same can be said for my cousin when she's with him. It's been one month since they've settled things between them, and the result of it is beautiful. I never would have thought she'd actually get to know him, let alone talk to him about what happened that night. I had hoped, but I never would have allowed myself to pray so hard for it to be real. She's good for him, and he's good for her.

Elsa needs someone to help bring out her playfulness, and Jack needs someone who can help him...I guess you can say mature better. They need each other to balance each other out. If someone were to see it from a negative point of view, they'd probably think Elsa is too serious for Jack and that Jack is too immature for Elsa. And you know what? Screw them. They can have their opinions, but all that really matters is how Jack and Elsa see each other. What matters is what they feel.

"How do you know?" Flynn's voice says, bringing me back to reality.

"Huh?"

"How do you know that I don't belong in jail or prison?" Flynn says, louder this time, and looks to me with sad, defeated, and almost teary eyes. Eyes that were also full of guilt. Why does he look so guilty? What has he done to make him believe these horrid thoughts?

I didn't hesitate in reaching for his hand. I entwine our fingers together and squeeze tightly, keeping our eyes locked in a deep gaze. "Because I know your heart. You're a good person, Flynn. A little narcissistic, but still good."

Flynn smirks, but it lasted a second before his frown returns. "Thanks, Blondie, but," he sighs and leans his head back to look at the orange and pink sky, "you don't really know me at all."

"I'd like to know you though," I blurt out, instantly blushing, and quickly tried to save myself. "If that's okay." Yeah, that was a horrible save.

But instead of agreeing with me, he shakes his head and says, "No. I...I'd rather you not. I don't want you to know about...this other side of me."

That sent my worry spiking, and while I knew I should have ended the conversation at that, I just had to ask the questions. "Other side of you? What do you mean? Does it have anything to do with the person you were talking on the phone with at Eret's party? When you were going through his dad's stuff?"

I didn't realize I was still holding his hand until I feel it stiffen. "I...uh...no?" He says, avoiding eye contact and looking extremely nervous. The questioning, confused tone of his voice, lack of eye contact, and stiff body was enough proof for me to know that he's lying. This...other side of him is indeed related to the person on the phone. Who the heck could it possibly be? What is their relation to Flynn?

"Flynn," I say slowly, carefully choosing my words as I pieced together what it is he could have possibly meant. "Are you...doing some illegal stuff?" Is he doing or selling drugs? No there's no way. Selling, probably, but using them? Not a chance. He's too healthy and beautiful. No person who uses drugs can look like him. Unless he's just recently gotten into them and they haven't effected his body yet.

His eyes were cast ahead and what he says next leaves me surprised. "OH MY GOD THEY ALMOST KISSED!" His exclamation is sudden and he points downward, all the while my heart is racing because he startled me again.

With no hesitation, I ask: "Wait, what? Who?" I turn my gaze down to where he was pointing, and see that it was towards Jack and Elsa. When I saw them, they were merely talking, their lips nowhere near to being close. Did Flynn just say that so I could be distracted? However, from the way Anna is freaking out in the cart behind them/in front of me, though I'm unable to hear her, I knew that what Flynn said is true. My cousin and Jack almost kissed.

Oh. My. GOD! "Ohmygod, ohmygod, ohmygod, ohmygod! Are you serious?!" I complain, keeping my eyes glued to Elsa and Jack. "They were about to kiss and I missed it! What happened? What did you see?"

"I didn't see much," Flynn confessed, looking down at their cart just as intensely as I am. "All I saw was Jack leaning in-"

I interrupt him with a sequel and squeezed his hand tighter when I saw Jack wrap his arm around Elsa. I did it again a few seconds later when she rests her head on his shoulder. "Oh my god, I can't believe he did that. I can't believe she did that. I CAN'T BELIEVE THEY DID THAT!"

"ME TOO!" Flynn exclaims, mocking a high pitched girlish tone, which was probably his impersonation of me, and it sent us laughing. "I would have preferred a kiss, but that'll do. They're cute together."

"I know!" I exclaim, too excited because he gives me an amused look that says 'damn girl calm down'. I clear my throat, drowning away my embarrassment, and say in a calmer tone, "I mean," I shrug, acting like it's no big deal. "I know."

I look away, but still felt his eyes on me. It makes me grin and look back at him. "You got something to say? You're staring pretty hard at me."

He shrugs, but doesn't tear his gaze away. "Nope, no words here. You're just...a ray of sunshine."

I tried to hold in my laughter as I lift a questioning eyebrow at him. "A ray of sunshine? Is that your way of calling me hot?" my laugh escapes me then. "Also, don't you know it's bad to stare at the sun?"

"If you're the sun," he says, his voice low, whispering, and it sends shivers down my spine, "then I should have definitely gone blind a long time ago."

Oh god, I hope he can't see my goosebumps. I shift in my seat, not uncomfortable, but indeed nervous. Stupid, beautiful boy. Look what you do to me. "You...uh...look at me a lot then, I assume?" Is it like the way you had looked at the toy earlier? Is it like the way I look at you?

"Maybe, maybe not," Flynn teases, his grin mischievous. "You never pay attention when I do, so...if you want your answer you'll have to catch me next time."

His eyes were daring me to accept his challenge and that's exactly what I did. "Alright, bring it on, Flynnigan." His instant grimace at his full first name makes me laugh.

"You know I hate that full name," he grumbles, "Devil woman is what you are. You're pretty as a rose, but-"

"Sharp as its thorns too," I finish, surprised that he knows the saying. "My mom says that to me all the time."

His eyes are warm when he smiles at me. "Great minds think alike."

"Speaking of great minds thinking alike," I knew that bringing up the previous conversation would ruin the mood, so I decided to leave it aside for now and move on to a topic that would keep his interest, "are you going to tease Jack about this later like I am?"

Flynn flashes me a wicked smile. "Of course, Blondie. How could I not? But since he didn't get a kiss I think we should spare him the public humiliation and call him later. I'm thinking about a group call between the three of us. Maybe Anna too since I think she might have died."

"Yeah," I chuckle, internally writhing in anticipation to hear from both Jack and my older cousin, "that would probably be best."

And so, as the ride continued, we watched the sunset, watched people from below, looked at the pictures Anna sent me of Jack and Elsa practically cuddling, and even listened to music on his phone. Our time on the Ferris Wheel wasn't long, but it was long enough to do all of that and I'm forever grateful for it.

And it wasn't until we got off that I realized…

We were holding hands the entire time.

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Tooth's POV

I love being high in the air and feeling the cool breeze on my skin. I love seeing the tiny people below, I love seeing the entire fairground, I love the laughter and music and lights and smells. I love being here with my friends, and I also love that toothpaste and floss exist. There's no way I'd ever eat all these sweets if not.

The only thing that I don't love is that I'm not sitting with Jack. The setting is so romantic, and I wish I could be experiencing it with him. I mean, there's nothing wrong with being paired up with Bunny, he's a very attractive Australian boy that any girl would be lucky to know, let alone sit with, but...I prefer Jack. And the reason for that, though I know it's silly and for some...disgusting even, but...the reason why I prefer Jack over Bunny is because I like Jack.

As in...I have a crush on him. My nephew. I mean, he's not really my nephew. We're not related at all. I'm adopted, but I know, I know, that adoption doesn't make it any better. It doesn't matter if we're the same age, it doesn't matter that we share no DNA. His grandfather adopted me years ago, along with Bunny and Sandy. I'm North's adopted daughter, Jack's adopted aunt, his mother's adopted sister-in-law, and his dead father's adopted sister.

I've tried moving on, I've tried forgetting my feelings, but...I can't. I don't know how. How can I just stop loving him after all these years? I know he doesn't return the feelings, and I'm glad for it. If he felt the same, I wouldn't be able to control myself around him. Which is why a part of me is glad we're not paired up right now. Who knows what I might end up saying or doing? I've come very close many times before to confessing. This probably would have been another attempt if we were paired together. But Anna insisted that the two of them sit together.

If Jack really did return my feelings and we both acted on them, we'd definitely get caught, drama would happen, and our family...it would be torn apart. I like to think that it wouldn't be like that, that we wouldn't be disowned, but I don't know that for sure. I'm not going to risk it either. Not ever. If my feelings never go away, I will keep my love for him a secret until my grave.

I hear Bunny scowl from my right and when I glance at him from the corner of my eye, I see that he looks very...troubled. Worried, I say: "Hey, are you okay?" I put a hand on his shoulder, and hoped he'd answer me rather than lie.

Bunny likes to act all tough, but he's such a softie. "What's the matter, Edmund?" I only ever use his real name when I'm serious.

Bunny sighs, defeated. "Look, I…" he pauses and that's when I really know something is up. I sit up straighter in the seat and wait patiently for him to continue. "I know I should just mind my own business and I'm not trying to purposely ruin your fun night, but...I can't keep it in anymore. He likes her, okay?" The gentleness in his tone surprising me more than his words.

"Huh?" I say, unsure if I heard him right or if I heard him at all. "What did you say?"

"Jack," he says, his eyes hard as they stared into mine, but his voice still gentle, as though he was afraid his words would break me, "He likes her and I just want you to know that…" the hardness in his eyes soften. "It's for the best."

I let a moment of silence pass between us as I processed his words, never taking my confused eyes off of him. What the heck is he talking about? Wait…

Panic starts to fill my veins and I knew he could see it in my eyes. "W-wait, what are you talking about? What...what's for the best? Jack likes who? What? Did you have too much sugar?"

He knows, he knows, he knows, he knows! How the hell does Bunny know? And Jack likes who? Who does he like? Jack's never had a crush on anyone before. Not even on Rapunzel, who I really thought he had a thing for way back when, same for her. I mean, come on, Jack and Rapunzel are both very attractive, and they befriended each other rather quickly. How could they not crush on each other? Nearly everyone at the school thought they were dating before they both confirmed they only see each other as siblings.

I admit I was upset, maybe even a little jealous at the idea of them being together, but if they made each other happy, then it made me happy. How could I possibly not want that for them? I hate it when people hate on both their crush and their crushes partner because they weren't the one chosen. I hate how they become super bitchy and bitter and try to sabotage the relationship. I just want Jack to be happy with whoever he chooses, even if it isn't me. I'd rather have him in my life as my friend and relative than lover. Because that way...I know he'll be in my life forever.

Love is never a permanent thing between every couple.

"I'm talking about your crush on Jack," says Bunny, his voice hard now, sounding like a parent who's trying to get some important lesson stuck inside their child's head. "He likes Elsa and it's for the best. You need to move on."

Elsa?! He likes Elsa?! Huh...that actually makes perfect sense. How had I not see it sooner?

But that did not stop the next rush of panic that courses through my body. "I...I don't know what-"

"Tooth," Bunny says, exasperated. "Your crush on him was so obvious to me. I don't know if anyone else ever saw it, but I did. We live together after all. I know you better than anyone else, including Jack. This is his first crush ever, and I really think she likes him back. They're a good match, and truth be told…" he takes my hand in his and squeezes it tight, giving me a small smile that was supposed to be reassuring, but I took it as pity. "I think it's time you found your match too."

I didn't remove my hand from his because it was the only place where I felt warmth, whereas the rest of my body ran cold. My eyes stung with tears at hearing the words that I knew I needed to hear, and my throat became dry and tight. "What," my voice breaks and I pause to clear my throat, trying my hardest to stay strong in front of him. He already pities me enough. "What makes you think he likes her? And...vice versa?"

Bunny sighs again before answering. I could see in his eyes that he was debating if he should even speak. "Maui told me earlier that they shared a moment in front of everyone while we went to take Sophie and the twins back to their mother. He also told me how he's noticed Jack staring at her a lot, which I've noticed he's done at school a lot too. And when he won her that penguin...you didn't see it, but I did. I've never seen him look at anything or anyone the way he looked at her."

"The way he'll never look at me," I say, my voice barely above a whisper and my throat still tight. I didn't even realize my vision was blurry and that my cheeks were wet until Bunny brings his hand up to cup my cheek and wipes my tears away with his soft thumb. I've always wanted Jack to do that to me, and while I know this is Bunny, I still felt butterflies at the action.

"Why did you bring this up to me?" I ask, ignoring the second voice crack

"I'm sorry, Tooth," he said, eyes and voice full of guilt. "I didn't want to say anything, but I didn't want you to continue secretly pining after him for the rest of your life either. I care about you too much to stay silent and see you suffer."

I scoff bitterly as I remove my hand from his and rub the tears on the other side of my face away. "I'm still going to suffer though."

"At least you won't be alone. I'll be your shoulder to cry on." There it is again. That soft tone. Soft as fur. I wish he spoke like that all the time.

"Yeah, but you don't know how it feels from my point of view." I say, nearly snapping at him, but kept my cool. "You've never been in my situation."

Bunny chuckles and says, "You'd be surprised."

Confused, I say: "What do you mean?"

My adopted brother shook his head and said in a hard tone again, "Nothing. It doesn't matter. What does matter is you. If Jack and Elsa get together are you going to be okay with it?"

Without skipping a beat I exclaim, "Of course I will be!" The hurt and betrayal and disgust was clear on my face and I looked at him in the anger. "Did you seriously think I wouldn't be? I'll be beyond thrilled! Yes, I'll be jealous, but my happiness for them will have it beat. They...they really are a good match." And I meant every word.

Out of every girl in the school, Elsa is perfect for him. Absolutely perfect!

Bunny holds his hands up in defeat. "Okay, okay. I'm sorry. I was just curious."

I cross my arms and hmph, annoyed. "Well, is there anything else you're curious about, Edmund Aster Bunnymund?" I was hoping and even expecting him to say no, but he doesn't.

"There is actually." He pauses to wait for my response, but I say nothing because my own curiosity for what he has to say is apparent, so he continues. "I think Elsa might be the girl he talked about from...that night. He knows that there were other children there, but he could only remember the one girl he helped get off the ice, and his description of her matches Elsa."

My eyes widen once more at his words. He was the first to not believe in Jack when Jack had said that Elsa was the girl from his past. That conversation happened back in August, right after the Open House when Jack said he ran into her. And as other memories filled my mind, I found myself saying, "Then...wouldn't that mean she's the same girl he cheered up at the Corona's Christmas Eve party two years before that?"

Bunny nods. "Exactly. He never brought her up around you or his mother because he was embarrassed on how you two would react, but there would be days after that party where he would just suddenly start talking about her. This had gone on for months. it got even worse after the accident happened. It got to the point where I was convinced he had a crush on her. As the years went by, he's never crushed on anyone else before, and suddenly here he is crushing hard on Elsa. This has got to mean that she's the same girl. Not a look alike, but the exact same girl."

"Oh my god," I breathed out, suddenly feeling amazed. "That...that's kinda cool, to be honest. I hope she's the same girl. Do you we think we should ask her?"

"No," Bunny says with the shake of his head, "We shouldn't meddle around like I had just done with you. We need to wait until everything that needs to unfold does exactly that, and then we'll see about the meddling." He playfully nudges me and I smile, a silent agreement.

"Do you think," I say after a moment of silence as I fiddled with my hands, "that he'll win her heart?" While sadness still lingered within me, hope made itself known. Hope for their love to blossom.

Bunny shrugs as he looks at the sky and sighs in peace, probably relieved to have spoken to me about this. "I don't know. I think so though. If he was able to unintentionally win your heart, surely he can purposely win hers too."

"But what if he breaks it like...like how mine is now?" Broken but not shattered.

"I don't think he'll break her heart," he answers, putting me at ease even though I knew I shouldn't take it for fact. Anything can happen to even the most perfect couples. Bunny's next words, however, made my stomach churn.

"But I do see her breaking his."