~The Next Day~
"Jack? You up?" Flynn's voice was heard from the other side of the door.
"Yeah, just gimme a minute" Jack quickly put on his leather jacket and walked out before following Flynn to the main hall for breakfast.
"Fill yourself as much as you can. You're gonna be working a lot today," Flynn commented.
"On what, exactly?" Jack asked.
"The Rink. We need to start fixing it or you're never going home. And besides, the head will be arriving tomorrow and he would expect at least a little bit of work done" Flynn informed.
"The head?" Jack asked in confusion.
"Yeah. The actual head, the commander, the boss of this place. So you better eat up quick buddy, I still need to introduce you to Bessie, with whom you'll be working with later on" Flynn said as the two started eating.
"Bessie? A girl?" Jack smirked, internally cringing at his own behaviour.
"You'll know," Flynn commented as the others joined them.
.....
"This is Bessie?!?" Jack exclaimed, staring in shock as Flynn pulled out an old Zamboni Ice Resurfacer. Flynn smirked as he stopped it outside the garage, just a few feet away from the ice rink's boundary.
"Oh yes! Jack, meet Bessie. Bessie, meet Jack, your new partner!" Flynn introduced.
"Seriously?!" Jack yelled.
"Yup. Well, do you know how to use a Resurfacer?" Flynn asked.
"Never had the need to learn," Jack shrugged.
Flynn sighed, exhausted with his attitude before he led Jack away from the Resurfacer.
"First let's start with removing all the broken ice from the rink." And he led Jack to the wide space which was covered with cracked ice. Jack whistled at how bad it looked before he yelped when Flynn threw something like a pole with a pointed end.
"The heck am I supposed to do with this?!" Jack exclaimed.
"You are gonna use that pole, insert it in between the cracks to lift the ice and throw them outside the rink," Flynn smirked.
"Don't you have a machine for that as well?" Jack asked.
"We do, but it doesn't work currently so we have to go with this method." Flynn shrugged.
"Do I have to lift the ice? I mean, we can always let it melt and then freeze it again." Jack pointed out.
"That's what we do most of the time, but the thing is you don't have any time. This place is cold literally all the time, except in summer, which means the ice takes hell lotta time to melt down. You want to finish it as quick as possible, right? Then this is the only way." Flynn replied.
"Fine," Jack muttered. "This is gonna be a piece of cake."
.....
"God damn it! Just how big is this rink?" Jack groaned, throwing off the twentieth chunk of ice off the rink. He had been working all morning and afternoon, and not even half of the rink was over. He huffed for the hundredth time, digging the pole between two cracks and putting all his strength in breaking the ice. "Can't you at least help me with this?" He looked up at Flynn, who was sitting on a bench outside the rink, ice cream in hand as he watched Jack.
"Your mess, you clean." Flynn shrugged.
"What a great attitude," Jack shot back, rolling his eyes.
"Look who's talking about attitude," Flynn retorted.
Jack rolled his eyes, about to reply with something sarcastic when both of them heard a car honk.
Flynn quickly got up and greeted the man who got out of the car. The two of them spoke for a few minutes before Flynn gestured Jack to come over. Raising an eyebrow, Jack walked over, wiping the sweat on his forehead.
The man was taller than Jack and Flynn, almost as tall as North. His hair looked brighter and more silvery than Jack's but unlike his own hair, the man's hair was neatly swept back. His skin looked pale and his blue eyes intimidated him, though Jack hid it well. His lips were in a thin line, making him look even more emotionless than Elsa herself. He wore a white tux with a white tie and basically everything about this guy was white.
Who IS this guy?
"Mr Moon, this is Jack Frost, the one Elsa told you about. Jack, this is Manny Moon, the Head of this place," Flynn introduced. Jack's eyes widened but he quickly recovered, shaking hands with the intimidating man. Moon barely looked at him, before he turned back to Flynn.
"Where is Elsa?" He asked.
"The last I saw her was with Anna and Rapunzel," Flynn informed. Manny nodded in thanks before he walked off, not bothering to look at Jack.
"What's his problem?" Jack asked once he was out of earshot.
"Better be careful around him Frost. Manny has got a kind heart, but he can be very scary at times. Everyone around here loves and respects him since he's kind with everyone. Well, everyone except Elsa," Flynn explained.
"Except Elsa? Why? I thought she would be his favourite seeing how both of them behave the same way," Jack questioned.
"I better not tell you that tale if I want to stay alive to see tomorrow. If you ever get on Elsa's good side, you can ask her yourself. But lemme tell you just one thing, the Elsa you know and the Elsa I know are completely different. And the Elsa I know is the real one." Flynn grinned.
The heck is that even supposed to mean?
"Now get back to work Frost." And the brunette pushed the racer back to the rink.
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This is my only chance...
Jack snuck behind the buildings, sneakily heading to where he had his bag previously when no one was seeing. He grinned to himself once he slung his bag on his shoulder and grabbed his staff. He silently flew between the trees in no particular direction and cheered silently when he found a road. Mentally patting himself on his back, Jack flew right above the road, hoping the end of the road would be connected to the main road.
I can't believe I escaped so easily...
And before he could take a turning, he dashed into something, which threw him back and he fell on his butt. Groaning as he rubbed his forehead, he looked up and his eyes widened as big as saucers when he saw Elsa and Flynn standing before him, the former wearing the unamused expression she always wore while Flynn stood with a smug expression.
"Did you seriously think you can escape from up so easily? Did you take us for fools?" Elsa asked.
"But- but how-"
"Did you never wonder why Elsa appointed me out of everyone to watch you and to stay by your side?" Flynn asked.
"Because you're jobless?" Jack rolled his eyes.
"He's far from being 'jobless'. Flynn's job is one of the most important ones around here." Elsa informed.
"Really? You want me to believe that?" Jack raised an eyebrow. His eyebrows furrowed when Elsa bent closer to his face, placing her hands on her knees.
"You're not the only one with powers, Frost. Flynn has an ability to sense everyone's movements, or at least the people around him. He has immense stealth skills as well. Which makes it obvious how we know you left," Elsa explained before stepping back.
"Yeah, you're right. It was silly of me to think that I'm the only one with powers here. But flying isn't my only power," he said cunningly, staring at the ground.
Ice suddenly shot out of his staff and almost knocked them off their feet, but Flynn and Elsa quickly regained their balance. Jack took this small disturbance to his advantage and got to his feet. He aimed his staff at Flynn, ice and frost shooting out only to knock out the guy, not cause any serious harm. But then his eyes widened yet again when he saw his ice crash against something and fall around him. And his jaw dropped when he saw Elsa standing in front of Flynn with her hand outstretched.
She has ice powers as well...
"Enough of this shit already. Take him," Elsa commanded. Flynn walked forward and Jack was about to attack him again when thick-ice bound his hands and legs together, letting his staff fall to the floor. Jack struggled, trying to control the ice using his hands but it remained unaffected.
I can't control her ice?
And while Jack sat in confusion, Flynn quickly lifted him and threw him on his shoulder, carrying the poor racer like a bag of potatoes.
"No! Let me go! Ugh, I am gonna make sure you all are sent to prison for treating me like this!" Jack growled.
"Good luck with that sweety." Elsa rolled her eyes before the three made their way back to the rink.