It was not unusual for Jack and me to have seemingly massive arguments. And, in the normal run of events, Jack would apologise within 24 hours, or at least attempt to, while I kicked him half to death. But, this time, I was the one who came running back to the place we had met earlier.
There were the normal signs of Jack Frost, the winter spirit, getting angry; the tree had been frozen, then thawed, then frozen, then thawed, then frozen and then thawed again, causing the majestic oak to rot away like an unwanted apple core.
But there were other things too. Things like an icy bench, surround by a carpet of velvet soft snow. Sitting on the bench, was a crown made from the finest frost and a an ice bow. Before I even picked it up, I knew that it would be more accurate than something crafted by all the witches in the world.
Angus nudged my hip, and when I looked down, I saw something that made my blood boil and my eyes well up with tears. A pane of flawless ice, with the words "I'm Sorry" etched into it. The words bent and twisted my brain so much, that my conscience split into three.
The first part said:
His funeral. If he'd just listened, he would be safe and sound, annoying the **** out of you. Just leave him be, Mred.
The next part said:
Go and join in, Mareedo. It couldn't do that much damage, could it?
'Jack's voice' I mused.
The last part wailed and whimpered:
Mer, you have to go and get him. He's your best friend and he could be in real danger here! Besides, you might be in-
"No" I said, out loud "I will not hear that!"
He's your best friend and he could be in real danger! Those words were haunting my mind, but they settled what I was going to do.
"Come on, Angus." I began, with a fake confidence, "We're going to Arendelle!"
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Luv ya ~ Merida D.B
p.s Sorry about the image, but I found this and the way they drew me was hillarious!
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