Chapter 5

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Jack's P.O.V

I watched my fellow inmates. The red head, Merida, was indeed someone to keep my eye on. She was a fearsome character and had a weapon to hand, not to mention her appetite. I could have sworn she would have eaten the rest of the food had I not thrown that snowball at her, that wasn't my only reason for doing that though. I wanted to see if she believed in me, if this concrete box would change anything, but most of all I just wanted her to wake the others up so we could start having fun!

The boy, Hiccup (cruel parents!), was a different matter. He was quiet and worrisome, judging by the creases on his forehead, but quite intellectual. Despite the latter attribute, he looks like he's been worn down by society far too much to amount to the brilliant being he could be.

At that moment they were waking Blondie up, the only bit of co-operation I'd seen them do since they met, and even then they argued about it. She opened her eyes, which widened, and shuffled backwards into the corner in panic, fear clearly painted on her face.

"It's okay. It's okay. We're not going to hurt you." Fishbone was saying, kneeling down and putting his hands out in front of him, as if he were taming a wild beast.

Blondie looked at him and calmed down slightly, but her eyes kept flashing to Frizz.

"Put the bow down, Merida." Frizz attempted to protest but Fishbone repeated his order. Huffing, she put the bow down.

"What's your name?" Fishbone asked gently.

"Rapunzel." The girl replied cautiously. Finally I had a name to associate with her beautiful face. Rapunzel, I sighed to myself.

"Get up and have something to eat. There's plenty to choose from. You too, Hiccup. You're like a sack of bones." Laughing to herself, Frizz walked to the table of food.

Fishbone hesitantly followed after looking back at Blondie. Soon after, Rapunzel joined them.

"Why did you bring me here? Who are you?" Rapunzel interrogated.

"Darling, we didn't bring you here. But my name's Merida. And this scrawny Viking's Hiccup." Frizz said punching Fishbone in the arm. Blondie looked dubious but must of accepted the fact because she continued asking questions.

"Do you know who did bring us here? And if so, do you know why?"

"Stop asking questions we don't know the answer to! I've a good mind to-"

"Merida! She's only trying to make sense of our situation!"

"Fine. Well you can try to make sense of our situation with her because I won't." With that Friz left them and walked to the other side of the box.

"Sorry about her. I think she's just trying to hide her fear. But she is right, you know. We only woke up a while ago and there's absolutely nothing to tell us why we're here, or how to escape."

"But, what..." Blondie trailed off as I flew away from them. I could have so much more fun with Frizz than listening to maddening unanswered questions I had already been through.

I studied Frizz's features. She would have been pretty without all that hair in her face. But ah well, mischief knows no beauty. I lowered the temperature in the corner first of all, but she didn't respond, she just continued staring stubbornly into space. I dropped the temperature again.

"It's a bit cold in here, isn't it?" Rapunzel said out of the blue. Although Fishbone acknowledged that it was, Frizz still didn't do anything, so I drew frost patterns around her. That got her attention.

She jumped to her feet and began studying the strange occurrence. "Frost." She muttered. I then made it snow, lightly. She spread out her arms and looked at the ceiling, where the snow was apparently coming from. Perfect. I made a snowball and threw it at her chest, catching her off guard and sending her to the floor.

The others noticed what had happened and raced to her aid. Well, Fishbone did, rushing to help her up and attempting to brush the snowball off. But given where the snowball landed, Hiccup didn't have much luck with this. Rapunzel just stood idle, a long line of golden hair flowing behind her.

"BLASTED WINTER SPIRIT. WHEN I GET MY HANDS ON YOU YOU'LL REGRET THE DAY YOU EVER CROSSED ME," Frizz ranted, "That's twice he's done that." She stated more quietly.

I just laughed, looks like my stay here won't be too bad.

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