The Four: Things Will Change

3 ~Next~

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Jack jumped down from the roof and landed gently on his bare feet on the floor. "... You can see me?" He whispered.

"Of course, I can see you. I'm not blind," Rapunzel said, crossing her arms.

"She... she can see me!" Jack said, overjoyed. He jumped up and backflipped because of excitement, "You can see me!" he exclaimed.

"... Who are you?" Rapunzel asked. She could not understand why he was so happy to be seen.

"I'm Jack Frost. You know. Spirit of Winter," he replied with a huge grin.

Rapunzel gasped. Jack Frost!? And mother said he wasn't real, she thought. Rapunzel started to giggle and she jumped.

"You're real!" She cheered.

"I am!" He exclaimed.

"You just made it snow in my room!"

"I know!"

Rapunzel kept on jumping up and down, up and down, up and down like a little girl experiencing her very first winter... in the middle of spring.

"I can't believe you're actually here~" Rapunzel sighed, "My name is Rapunzel," she said, shaking his hand.

"Nice to meet you, too, Rapunzel," Jack nodded at her with a smile. He rested his staff on his shoulders and walked around, "Do you live alone here?"

"Yeah. Ever since," Rapunzel muttered, scooping up some of the snow that piled up in her room.

"You don't have any parents?" Jack asked, flying up to take a closer look at the walls.

"I have my mother. She lives outside the tower, I think," Rapunzel replied as she tried to touch the frost on her walls.

Jack flew to her and created frost on the wall by tapping on it with his staff. Frost started to crawl and Rapunzel gasped in awe. She touched in and softly giggled.

"Do you ever get out of this tower?" Jack asked again, tracing the paintings on the wall with his fingers. He soon noticed Rapunzel's extremely long golden hair, "And when was the last time you got a haircut?" He chuckled lightly.

"My mother doesn't let me cut my hair. As for the 'leaving the tower' bit..." Rapunzel paused as she grabbed a nearby frying pan and stood on top of the fireplace, "... I never have. But I want to. I want to go somewhere," she muttered.

"And where is that?" Jack walked towards the fireplace.

Rapunzel breathed in and out, "To see the floating lights," she said, drawing back the dark purple curtains to reveal a painting of a night sky decorated by yellow lights. Sitting on the grass was a girl with really long hair; it was supposed Rapunzel.

"You mean stargazing? Doing that is fairly easy here in your tower. The view of the sky is perfect from your window," Jack stated as he walked towards the window and looked up at the sky.

"No," Rapunzel softly groaned, "I don't know what they are, but I can't help but feel... like they're for me. I mean, they always arrive only on my birthday. They've never missed one. And I'm sure they won't miss my next birthday tomorrow, too. That's why I want to see them. Maybe they are for me," she said, her voice getting softer as her sentence ended.

Jack made the snow stop falling. "Let's go then," he said, looking at her from the floor.

"What?" Her eyes widened in surprise.

"I mean... it's tomorrow, right? We'll only be gone for a day. Quick as a bunny," he said encouragingly. He gestured to the window.

It was the only exit and only entrance anyone can take to enter and exit the tower. Rapunzel had two choices.