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P.S none of the puns belong to me I'm not that clever

Chapter 7: Lets Roll! (off to the trolls)

The next morning Jack watched as Kristoff opened the balcony door. It was still dark out and the rising sun had taken refuge behind a wall of clouds.

Despite that though the king looked like he had enough energy for the two of them. Even though Jack had been a guardian for years now and had gotten a pretty good hold on keeping his emotions, specifically his fear in check, he couldn't help but feel a prickle of it as he approached the man.

It wasn't that Jack was scared of Kristoff (nor would he admit it) but he definitely was scared of what the man would do if he suspected Jack was lying.

"Where are we going?" Jack asked as the blonde man stared off into the distance.

"Didn't think you would come." Kristoff said easily. Jack didn't miss his question going unanswered.

"Debated it for awhile.." Jack muttered.

Stiff silence filled the air.

"Where are we going?" The winter spirit tried again and Kristoff blinked hard as if he had forgotten Jack was there.

"I have some..friends..that may be able to help you, with your sister." Jack's breath hitched at that last part.

"I-I…no thanks." Jack turned to leave but Kristoff grabbed his wrist forcing him in place. Jack blinked and stared at Kristoff for a moment then limply lifted his wrist.

"You gonna tie me up again? Gonna make a habit of it? Cause I can think of better ideas.." Kristoff quickly dropped Jack's wrist.

"No-I, no and I apologized for that."

"You didn't, but truthfully I don't care." Jack sighed jumping onto the balcony railing sending large tendrils of frost down the side of the castle.

"I can show you where your sister actually is!" Kristoff bargained. "Also if you could..can you not destroy this castle Elsa would kill me." Jack tilted his head in thought. Now that the king had brought it up, knowing where Mary laid would be handy. After all, the idea of hunting for a bunch of graves didn't appeal to Jack. And well he may be immortal that didn't mean the task wouldn't be too time consuming for Jack's personal preference.

Facing the blonde king Jack let out a loud breath.

"That..that is a good point..." Jack hated the small smirk that formed on Kristoff's face.

"It is, now it'll take about a day or two to get to my friends, so If you'd meet me downstairs we can get going." Jack felt a child-like groan spread through his chest. A few moments later he almost laughed at himself for this reaction. Modern life certainly had spoiled him.

"Yeah no I have a better idea-" Jack quickly pulled out his snow globe cradling it in his hands like it was a crown jewel before Kristoff could fully open the balcony door. Kristoff blinked, Jack let out a small laugh at the look of pure shock and disbelief on his face.

"C'mon..it'll be quick, mostly painless and fun!" Jack coaxed, flipping into the air. Kristoff fiddled with the tips of his fingers, a habit Jack had noticed most of the royals in this castle had.

"No..yes, I kinda need an answer."

"How long will it take?"

"Thirty seconds."

"And what is it?"
"Makes a portal that'll take you where your friends are, just think of where you wanna go, then just throw it." Jack hoped North wouldn't kill him for entrusting this with a stranger.

Kristoff nodded and took the snow globe from Jack, shifting it in the light.

"Troll valley." The king finally said. "Take us there."

Jack hummed in acknowledgment. It was only when he opened his mouth to repeat the name did he realize what he heard.

"Did you say troll?" Kristoff nodded.

"Are your friends trolls cause if so, that explains a lot."

Rolling his eyes Kristoff sent the snow globe flying through the air before slamming into the wall with a thud.

"NOT THAT HARD!" Jack shrieked as a portal appeared. "That's not mine you know!" but the winter spirit's complaints were quelled as Kristoff shoved him into the portal.

Reaching out Jack managed to just barely grab Kristoff by the shirt dragging him through by pure momentum alone.

When the spinning and whirl of colors in Jack's head stopped he was met by a crushing weight.

"O-off, get off me-" Jack squeaked out from under Kristoff as the blonde man shoved himself off the winter spirit. Panting Jack lolled around turning his head this way and that, expecting to see some troll. Perhaps one similar to those little plastic ones with the wiry hair that Sophie played with occasionally. Or a wart covered creature with bulging eyes and a bad temper.

Instead all Jack saw were suspiciously round rocks covered in moss.

Standing Jack poked his staff at one of the rocks before slowly turning to Kristoff.

"Hmm..so your friends..they're rocks."

The blonde man ignored him though and began to carefully maneuver through the clearing. Jack watched the king for a moment, drumming his fingers against his staff.

"I mean, hey can't take what you have for granite can you." Jack saw Kristoff bunch up his shoulders.

"How did you find this place? What did you hit rock bottom and flee Arendelle?" Jack took immense pleasure at the king's barely contained eye roll.

" Did you wanna start a clean slate between us? Is that why you brought me here?" Jack couldn't help the small laugh that escaped his lips as Kristoffs annoyance grew.

"If you're going to make puns please come up with better ones my dear!" Jack froze at a woman's voice. Looking down Jack saw a little round, gray..well..a troll he supposed.

"Kristoff, my darling boy came up with better ones when he was seven." the troll continued her pudgy arms crossed and a playful scolding on her face. A large clatter went through the valley and Jack saw the previously unimportant rocks now roll towards Kristoff, before springing open revealing more of the trolls.

"Really?" Jack darted his gaze to Kristoff who was now balancing several troll children in his arms as he spoke to another troll.

"Any good ones?" Jack whispered, gripping his staff as he fiddled with his hoodie strings.

"Oh man, the first few months Kristoff was here he came up with several great ones! Poor boy, some could say he was stuck between a rock and a hard place when he got here." Jack snickered and the troll elbowed his shin as if they were close friends bumping shoulders.

"Sooo, no parents and your first step was to go and live with trolls." Jack laughed as he sent a wave of frost towards a mountain of troll children who screamed in joy as they came crumbling to the ground only for Gale to catch them and lower them to safety. "No judgment of course, I mean I'm friends with a magical rabbit."

"A rabbit?" Kristoff asked, turning his attention to Jack.

"Yeah." Jack laughed as several troll children climbed onto him like he was a human tree. A few even teamed up to steal his staff. (Which Jack figured was harmless enough, he could always steal it back if needed, plus giving children fun was his job after all and he was pretty sure that rule extended to all children human or not.)

"He's..interesting, named Aster, obsessed with eggs, loves chocolate but can't eat it so that's fun…"
"Are-are you talking about the easter bunny?!"

"Yes, the easter bunny, what other magical rabbits have you heard of?"

"You-your friends with the easter bunny?" Kristoff cried in disbelief, eyeing Jack like he was mental. "He's real!"

"Your sister in law is some ice queen, but you don't believe in the easter bunny?" Jack said, he wondered how the blonde king would react when they realized that was the most normal part of his everyday life.

"What do you do together? Do you paint eggs?" the king asked after a moment of hesitation.

Jack nodded, "Sometimes, mostly they paint themselves."

"Do you also know santa?" Kristoff asked, his voice laced with amusement and disbelief.
Jack opened his mouth to speak when another voice interrupted him.

"He does."

Both men froze and turned to see a much older looking troll standing next to them. Hunched over as if he couldn't fully undo himself from his rock self.

"Hi Grandpappie." Kristoff said softly, leaning down to the troll. Jack smiled awkwardly at the troll and stepped back. Instead he watched as several troll children spun around his staff like it was a maypole, only to have the staff fall down with a clatter nearly landing on one of them.

Wincing Jack drew in a large breath. He already regretted letting go of that.

"Hello Jackson." Grandpappie said happily. "Lovely to see you."

"Hi." Jack whispered inching closer to Kristoff. "Who is this?" he whispered to the blonde man. Jack felt like a child at their friends house for the first time, or perhaps at an overwhelming family reunion.

"This is my friend, the one I wanted you to see." Kristoff said, shoving Jack towards the troll.

"Yep!" Jack said with a little too much enthusiasm for his liking, "I was told you could help me see my sister!" the winter spirit winced at his voice, he sounded like an over eager camp counselor. All he had to do now was throw his arm through the air in delight and he was complete.

"Are you having sibling problems as well?" The one troll from earlier waddled over to Jack.

"No." Jack squeaked. Was he, could you have problems with a dead girl?

"No, he just wants to find where she's buried." Kristoff said quickly, clearly trying to minimize the situation.

"Yep, just wanna find a grave."

"Do you not know where she's buried?" the troll asked, placing a sympathetic hand on Jack's leg.

"Yeah uhh I don't, I wasn't able to make the funeral by a few hundred years so I really don't know. I didn't remember who my sister was for way too long soo." Jack said, letting out a humorless chuckle.

"Oh you poor boy!" the troll sighed her eyes welling up.

Kristoffs jaw dropped at Jack's words.

"We-we will be getting back to that!" the king stammered but managed to pull himself together enough to face Grandpappie. "But yes, we need to find a grave.."

The troll's face grew somber and he sighed.

"I cannot do that, I'm sorry."

Jack wanted to strangle Kristoff. Looking towards the king Jack felt the temperature drop a few degrees, despite the warmth of the rising sun.

Kristoff though looked shocked. As if those were the last words he had expected.

"But, I've seen you-"

"I cannot read the past, I can merely help guide people to the future they want." Grandpappie explained.

"Can't you magically see the future then to help me see where I go?" Jack asked. The troll leader shook his head.

"I cannot, it does not work that way I'm afraid..I can only see it based on what you have seen and done, so If you yourself don't know."

Kristoff nodded and Jack sank to the floor. A crippling feeling of defeat settled in his stomach.

"I'm sorry." Grandpappie whispered and Jack found himself believing the troll's words.

"It's fine.." Jack groaned, rubbing his eyes. Maybe he could just snowglobe his way home and start over. Forget he ever came to this place, forget about this troll raised king and his magical sister in law, not to mention the sassy redheaded queen.

"Well..then, If you don't mind, I'd like to go." Jack whispered and stood, grabbing his staff out of a group of troll children's hands as they carried above them like a victory flag.

"You coming Mr. King?" Jack muttered as he grabbed his snowglobe out of his pocket. Whispering into it Jack tried to focus on Arendelle's castle but Mary filled his mind and he felt his chest constrict. Despite his reluctance at Kristoffs help, Jack had felt a pricker of hope in finding a clue towards his sister. Something he didn't want, but still felt.

This snow globe would be no use to him if it read his true wants, and he couldn't just leave the King here. Marching over to Kristoff, Jack shoved the snow globe into his hands and backed away.

"Just get us back to the castle." he whispered and the king nodded. A few seconds later Jack heard the portal appear and before Grandpapie or anyone else could say anything Jack darted into it. A large sprawl of frost his only reminder.

0o0o

Kristoff looked over the courtyard's walls out towards Arendelle. Rain disrupted his view as it dribbled off the roof. Though he hadn't seen Jack since the trolls this morning, the winter spirit was on his mind. The king couldn't help but feel bad for the spirit.

The way Jack's mood had shifted uncomfortably at the mention of his sister, the hopelessness Jack had seemed to feel when the trolls hadn't been able to help. Kristoff frowned as a hopeless idea appeared in his head, growing stronger and more resolved as he tried to push it away.

It would be a stupid idea. Perhaps even dangerous.

An idea that required the fifth spirit's permission to even begin.