Madeleines (Jack x Anna)

all we are we are.

A/N:For the last LESSON:)
Lesson six: all we are, we are.

All eyes were on the Tooth Fairy. She had a hand covering her mouth and tears threatening to spill. Anna was as surprised as she was, forgetting Jack momentarily. She didn't know the girl in front of her, but somehow, she knew.

"I knew we would meet one day!" the guardian exclaimed, rushing to hug her.

"I'm sorry?" slipped the words from the mouth of the confused princess.

"It's me!" grinned Tooth. "The Tooth Fairy!" Anna blushed, her cheeks colouring quicker than anyone could say "gingerbread".

"Oh." She said stupidly, slapping her forehead a moment later. Other guardians watched them with curiosity.

"Maybe we should all sit down and have a drink or two?" It was Santa who interrupted the staring competition. Tooth nodded, not taking her eyes off the visiting girl.

"And we can all talk this out." He wrapped a hand around either and guided them to a room with a round table. It already had a plate with cookies on it and two cups of hot chocolate he pushed forwards the ladies. He motioned others to follow and they did. Bunny was again holding Jack to stop him from escaping. He seemed to be in a worse mood than before.

"Anna and I have had an interesting arrangement for a really long time," Tooth explained, as Anna's blush deepened. "For years, she has prayed to me every night." She smiled gently at the girl. "I hope you'll be happy to know that I've received all of them. They were quite lovely."

Anna took a sip of her drink to avoid saying anything. So did Tooth, waiting for someone else to talk. Santa nodded, noticing the glances Jack was sending to their guest, and stood up from his chair.

"I see. Bunny, you can let go of our snowball," he said. "I just remembered I needed your help decorating these Christmas presents we talked about."

"But we didn't..." started Bunny, but caught the hint. "Oh, right. Yeah, the presents. Let's go. Tooth, you coming?" Tooth Fairy's laughter was like the tinkling of bells. She smiled at her new friend and fluttered her wings to fly after them. It was then Jack realized they were left alone. Sandy must have left discreetly before anyone could even say something.

"Anna," he whispered in fear. "You have to leave. I'm a threat to you."

Anna crossed her hands over her chest. "And what if I don't?"

"You have to." Jack didn't look at her, but he could hear her standing up and moving closer. He wanted to move, get away from her as far as possible, but he was frozen on the spot. He felt the girl place a hand on his shoulder, her warm touch waking a distant warmth in his heart.

"What's wrong, Jack?" she asked gently, seeing him shake in front of her. "Come on, let's go home." She tugged on his sleeve, pulling him up and embracing him to hold him still.

"Please, Anna," his voice broke.

"I know what you are," she said softly. "And it's okay."

Anna had hardly ever seen someone cry. When she had been younger, she'd seen one of their servant girls weep for the recently deceased queen.
She'd seen a number of her playmates cry from hunger or because they had fallen on the ground. She herself had shed tears numerous times for her dead parents, her isolated sister, the closed gates; but none of the times she had ever cried or seen someone do so had made her heart ache like the way Jack's sobbing did now.

She held him strongly, refusing to look at him, but running her fingers through his white hair with great affection, soothing him more than she could ever guess.

It was soon the night fell over the Guardian household and it was unanimously decided Anna would stay the night. Anna and Jack stayed awake all night, talking to each other about anything that they could think of. She talked about her sister, her magic and the life back in the castle. He talked about his adventures, the snowball fights and sliding on thin ice.

"It was you who drew these flowers on my window, weren't you?" she asked, already knowing the answer. Jack stiffened and gave a nod. "Why did you stop?"

"I messed up," he said rigidly. Anna paid it no attention, squeezing his hand in an attempt to comfort him. It appeared to work, but he still felt disturbed in his heart. It made him want to confess everything and keep her in the safe silence at the same time. It was the former that won his inner struggle. "I could have killed you. The last time when I was frosting your window, I missed... The magic nearly hit you."

"Wouldn't be the first time," Anna laughed, remembering the time Elsa almost killed her. "But you didn't. Which is good. Also I really doubt you could have killed me, I don't think frozen flowers take that much magic. I'm alive though. That's good, right? I mean..."

Jack cut her rambling off by pulling her into a hug and muffling her voice. Anna's cheeks flared, feeling his icy chest under her face and realizing how awkward it might look to anyone observing. Even though there was no one else there, she could not help it.

"You're adorable, my dear Anna," he chuckled, trapping her head with his hand. This time, it was him petting her hair and inhaling the sweet intoxicating scent of the strawberry-scented shampoo Tooth had lent her. It smelled like summer and as Anna wrapped her small arms around his waist, he could only think how it suited her so perfectly.

- THE END -
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