{ ❥ } ———— ;; “Flower——gleam and——-.” Green hues narrow at a figure wandering into the clearing. Her song ceases while she leans over the ledge in order to get a better look Surely he doesn’t know how loud he’s talking, right? The blonde canters her head, lips turned down in a pitying frown.
;; ❝—-Useless,❞ a hiss slings venomously from his lips in a heat of rage. Fun and mischief are not his only specialty, Jack’s also got a knack for flying and falling. Not the literal kind with his staff, but an internal flight. Rising to new heights within himself before spiraling downwards in extreme turbulence. And right now, he’s crashing – flames and all.
↪ {❋} The Christmas and New Year already passed, and now she was ready to start a new year, hoping that she would get a good year.
Violet just sighned a little bit, hugging herself and making sure that her scarf was around her neck to make herself a little bit warmer.
“It’s really cold this year, more than the last year. ” She mumbled towards herself. “Just why, Jack Frost? Jeez.”
The holidays were never considered a marking point for the end of the winter season; at least, not for the personification of freezing weather himself. If anything, it only encouraged Jack to maintain the ice-ridden sidewalks and chilly breezes well into February or even March. Most kids enjoyed his work, the snow days in particular. But apparently, not everyone.
Not the teenager with dark clothes to match her blue-tinted hair that hid her away like that of a shadow. Not the teenager who was crouched forward in a positively hunchback manner, clutching her own form to fight off the chill. Oh, no – it was obvious in how she cursed his name that she did not appreciate the long-lasting winter.
❝Why?❞ repeated the floating boy.❝Why not?❞ With a snap of his fingers, a constellation of snowflakes began fluttering down from the hazy sky like fragile petals from a flower.
“Mistletoe? Jack, you’re going to have to work harder than that. This would be a kiss of quite royal intensity.”
{Oh, goodness. Elsa could feel her hands begin to shake, and her heart fluttered. Even though she could tease, and act above it all, she had never kissed anyone. When would she have gotten the opportunity to? In fact, aside from Kristoff and Hans, she hadn’t really interacted with a lot of men that weren’t old nobles or relatives.}
“Me too! I mean, ah, not me too. Well, me too, but I didn’t mean to be so eager. Not that I wouldn’t be eager to kiss you - but not too eager. I, ah…”
{And the eloquent Queen of Arendelle speaks.}
❝Y-yeah. Yeah – no, no – I gotcha.❞
[He really doesn’t.]
❝We’re really just eager to kiss each other – !❞
❝—-I mean, not that I’m eager or anything. You know me, chill is my middle name. I’m just saying, kissing you’s alright, kissing in general’s alright, even kissing, I don’t know..–Anna’s alright.❞
[None of the Guardians, from Jack’s knowledge at least, possess the ability to completely vanish from sight. Only when children don’t believe in them would they appear to be invisible, but never do they phase back into reality with such ease like some kind of – some kind of ghost.]
