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With a dark and cold place made of ice none the less she hatred the chilly breeze as she realizes, that she was standing in the middle of Jack Frost's home. "So I'm here, the frost cave. Jack Frost's home. Oh....this is super," Christmas Eve frowned sarcastically. She saw three tunnels entrance, "I wonder which one would lead me out of this cave." She checked the monitor and saw that it was frozen. "Just the way to start my day off," she rolled her eyes and sign with frustration. She decided to take the third path and follow the trail, there were snow bats on the ceiling sleeping peacefully if she did make a sound it would go ballistic against her. Christmas Eve watched her footsteps making sure she didn't walk on anything because it could be a booing trap.
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Up ahead she saw a light as soon as she entered, it revealed an entire decorated living room with a young man lifting his eyes from the novel to her, "You?How did you find this place? Why did you enter here?"
"Someone never told you to put a front door for your cave," Christmas Eve retorted.
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That young man was Jack Jackson Frost, himself, setting the novel on the dining table as he glared at her, " Are you lost or something? If so, I can show you the way out to the lightening valley." He offered a dangerous place even candy apple goats wouldn't even consider going there to eat death.
Christmas Eve sucked her teeth, "Your cold attitude won't ever change since you have no one to love you!"
"And you do? Don't make me laugh at this bullshit," Jackson smirked.
She clenched her teeth and fist, "Of course, I have someone that I've admired from afar! And it was.......you!"
Shocked by her response, Jackson felt a warmth stirred up inside his chest as he slammed his hands on the table to control his rapid emotions. "Me? You can't seriously love me? We aren't meant to love, Christmas Eve. And I can't love you..........!" He yelled yet his heart denied it.
Christmas Eve didn't care for his hurtful words for she knew she had won against him by seeing a colour of a pink light flashing in his body turned his cheeks red. "Then I won't stop loving you, either!" She shouted with anger, as she snapped her finger and teleported to rescue the girls
