It All Starts With A Snowman

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"Jack Frost. I first met him when I was six years old. The day we met was one I'd never forget and it all starts with a snowman."

The Arendelle's lived in a large country home. It was a large estate and most of the time their two daughters played in the snow outside. But for the past year, only the youngest, Anna, had been seen coming outside. For a while now she had tried to get her sister to play with her. It was early in the winter and they had been greeted with a blanket covered winter wonderland. Anna hoped this time Elsa would come out and play. She had been in her room for so long, surely by now she was tired of the same old scene.

"Elsa?" Anna did her usual knock on her sister's door. "Do you wanna build a snowman?" She asked in a song voice, her face beaming with excitement.

"Go away, Anna." The young red head's smile faltered when she heard her sister's response.

"Okay, bye." She said sadly and walked away.

Anna jumped down the stairs, step by step, and then grabbed her green winter jacket and placed on her gloves.

"Make sure to be in before it gets too dark!" Her mother called as she exited through the door.

"Yes, mama!" Anna responded, closing the door behind her.

After walking for a bit, she figured this was a good spot. Anna plopped down onto the snow and began merging the snow together to form the base of the snowman. It wasn't as much fun alone, but she wasn't going to pass a perfect snow day like this.

"Wouldn't it be more fun if you had someone to play with?" A voice said. It sounded like a boy.

Anna suddenly stopped what she was doing and looked around, quickly forming a snowball and was ready to throw it at the owner of the mysterious voice. "This is private property!" She started. "You should leave before my dad catches you." She warned, but made it sound like more of a threat.

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Judging by her response, Jack knew she believed in him. He saw her while he was flying above and couldn't understand why a young girl like her was playing all alone. There were children playing not too far from their current location. It didn't seem fair that she didn't have anyone. So he flew down, concealing himself in the forest that surrounded the home.

"I don't think your dad will be much of a problem for me." He said cockily. It didn't seem to change her mood.

"He will beat you." She stated.

"That's if he catches me."

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Anna frowned and then threw her snowball as hard as she could in the direction where she was sure the voice was coming from.

"OW!" She heard him say and could hear him approaching.

Anna quickly made another snowball and was ready to throw it.

"Stop!" The boy said and held his hand out. "I promise, I'm not going to hurt you." He assured.

Anna gave in for a second. She saw he had snow white hair, ice blue eyes, eyes that were mesmerizing to her, she shook her head and then went back to her defensive stance. "Who are you?" She questioned him.

"My name is Jack. Jack Frost." He answered.

She gave him a suspicious look, but could see she was slowly easing herself on him.

"Jack Frost? You mean the one who makes it snow?"

Jack smirked at her. "The one and only."

Anna slowly formed a grin and dropped her snowball. "Do you wanna build a snowman?" She asked.

"I'd be honored." He nodded.

Anna beamed excitedly, jumping and clapping with joy. "Yay!"

Soon, the two began creating their snowman and in no time it was done. Anna sat down onto the snow covered grown and Jack kneeled beside her. Both admiring their handy work.

"Wanna see a trick?" Jack asked her.

Anna nodded eagerly, her eyes widening with curiosity. "Ah-huh."

Jack opened up his hand and little flakes of snow began to form. Anna watched in amazement. He then threw it into the air and the snowflakes formed the shape of their snowman and it was dancing around. Anna got up and began chasing it around, giggling and laughing. It then exploded and created a light snowfall.

"This is amazing!" She exclaimed.

Jack watched her with a smile on his face.

"Thank you, Jack." She run up to him.

"You're welcome." He said. "Can you tell me your name?"

Anna nodded. "My name is Anna."

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