Hiccup, Jack, Meria and Toothless snuck into a brick house in the dead of night. All was still, even the greyhound. The master bedroom had two sleeping parents. Good. The next room had a sleeping teenager boy, and the room after that had a pre-teen girl.
"They should be in one of these two rooms," Hiccup whispered.
"I know where they're at," Jack said.
"Are you sure?"
Jack rolled his eyes, went into the boy's bedroom, and silently pulled up a loose floorboard. Hiccup stared at him, eyes wide.
"How..."
Jack smiled crookedly, and held up a snow globe in each hand. "There's three others."
Merida and Hiccup each grabbed one, and in Merida's case, two. They were about to leave, when a flashlight beam fell on the trio.
"What are you doing?" a boy's voice said. The Spirits turned around, their crime plainly in their hands.
"Jack?" Jamie asked, puzzled. "What are you guys doing with the snow globes?"
"Uh... Well..." Merida started.
"We were..." Hiccup tried to say.
"We were going to look for these to look for Rapunzel," Jack said.
"That girl Spirit that you told me about last week? The one with the blonde hair?"
Jack nodded, and put his snow globes on the ground. "This is Hiccup; I told you about him and Merida about a month ago."
Jamie held out his hand to the two Spirits. Merida and Hiccup shook it.
"Do you know where Rapunzel is?" Jamie asked.
"Well, there is this library, called the Library of Alexandria."
"I learned about that place about two years ago, Jack."
"Yeah, well, Hiccup was the guy that burnt it down, but I think that there's something in there that could help us find her."
Jamie nodded like everything made sense to him. "Yeah, I know, you told me."
Jack did a double take. "I -- What? No, I haven't been here since Saturday."
Jamie reached under his mattress, and pulled out a battered notebook. It read Dream Book in fancy calligraphy. He started flipping through pages.
"I got this a few years ago on Christmas from Sandy. And ever since, I've been recording all of the dreams that I remember before they go away. Here, look below the stars."
A line of beautiful stars filled up a space on the notebook, and below, in cramped, but neat, handwriting the three Spirits read.
"It all started when Jack flew through my window and woke me up," Merida read. "He said, 'What I'm about to tell ye, you can't tell a soul. Not yer parents, friends or sister. The fate of the world depends on it.'
"I was then told about the age limit on all of the Children's Belief Globes, and how I no longer show up on them 'Which is a good thing,' he said. 'Because that means that ye can pretty do whatever ye want, and get no consequences. The Guardians or Pitch Black can't track ye, or yer belief level.'
"As I listened, Jack told me other things, but I can't write them down here, as a Nightmare might get this, even though my Dream Book is pretty harmless.
"And then I woke up with eye gunk."
"Is there anything else?" Hiccup asked.
"Uh, yeah, but you've got to promise not to show it to anyone," said Jamie.
They all promised, and Jamie took a sheet off of an easel. The canvas was covered in black acrylic paint. As they looked closer, they could barely make out words.
Find the Book
Steal the Crown.
Reclaim what was took,
Don't forget to look under town.
Reclaim the frost,
Remake the dragon,
Find those that are lost,
And fill them with passion.
Not all will be fine;
It will be absolutely terrible.
But you all are mine,
And you will be incredible.
Follow the Sun
Lead by the Moon.
Nothing will be undone,
Unless it's too soon.
"What does that even say?" Jack asked.
"I have no idea," Jamie admitted. "I was just told to paint a black painting. It's a waste of canvas, let me tell you."
"No, no it's not," said Hiccup. "Would it be okay if we took a couple snow globes?"
"Yeah, sure, take as many as you need!"
"Could we also have the canvas?" Merida asked.
"Uh, sure?"
Canvas under her arm, Jack and Hiccup each took a snow globe. They were about to leave, when Jamie said: "Jack? Were that you in the dream that I had?"
"No," Jack said. "But it seems pretty legit. If you get any more, let me know."
The three Spirits dropped to the asphalt, landing pretty softly for have never done it before.
"How do these work?" Hiccup asked.
"Where do you want to go?"
"It's somewhere in Boston."
Jack shook the snow globe, and whispered "Boston" to it, then smashed it on the ground. A twisting vortex made of sparkles opened up.
"Well, come on," Jack said. "It won't stay open for long."
The three Spirits stepped into the swirling vortex, and became nothingness.
A/N: Yes, this is short. Yes, I am late. I've been on hiatus for a while, and was out of town for a total of six weeks, and I am currently in the middle of band camp. I finished a later chapter, so you guys get this one because you're cool like that.
FYI, school starts next month for me, so updates are definitely going to be fewer and farther between. Thanksgiving I'm going to be in Florida for a band trip, so even less updates!
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~Allie
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