POV Elsa

"Bye Anna!" I yelled when Anna left for work. Immediately I run to her computer and open it. Her story has got even more reads and comments than before.. the amount of votes has also increased. I sigh loudly as I stare at the screen. I read the sentences on the comments aloud. "I ship it!" "Le cruice ship!" I rub my face with my hand and feel sick. Now they even have a shipping name, "Snowflake Blizzard."

Then I got an idea. The world needs to know how wrong that is! I log Anna out and go to create a new username. I type in my information, "born 14th February 1993 and a female.. hmm.. What username would suit?" I tap the desk with my finger while I think. A smirk spreads on my face, "Ha! Iceheart93 it shall be!" I type it in and it is not taken. I noticed that the place had changed into Wattpad from before. What does that even mean?

"Well.. I will change my profile picture and add a new story!" I smiled and started to create. My work of art was done. "I hate Snowflake Blizzard book was done," I felt so happy right now. The wait shall start.

BEEP. BEEP.

I look at my cellphone, the application for Wattpad had started working half hour later. "A vote?" I smile happily. Someone was reading my book already.

Now there is a comment! Yes! I am reading it. ArtofFun? What sort of username is that? I read the comment on my reason nr 1. " This shipment is lame and I don't support it. Not working. At all." I nod my approval after reading the comment. Now I see that the person had commented the first page of the book also, "I found your book and I agree with you."

BEEP. BEEP.

Another notification. I go to see what comment there is now on Reason nr2. "Well, I actually think that Snowflake Burglar is quite cunning and why would he need a rival to mess his things up? Don't you agree? He is kinda cool in my mind. I am not trying to insult you. - ArtofFun." I shook my head, this person is so foolish to think him, Snowflake Burglar, as a cool person.

I shut down the computer after logging out. When I am about to leave my phone beeps on the table again. I see a green light flashing. It is a sign of notification. I see that the person who calls him or herself as ArtofFun has followed me so I follow back. Immediately a pm comes to my inbox.

"Hey! I hope that I didn't insult you :)," I read the message aloud. While walking to door I typed, "No." I saw that person writing something. Then the message flashed on my screen. "This is cool.. Finally find someone who isn't getting crazy about shipping two people together.. when they don't belong," after I finished reading it I sighed in relief. This one understands.

"Yup! They won't work since the other one is annoying." I typed and watched how the "ArtofFun is writing" was showing on screen. "YEAH! I mean.. that is so true! Causing each other trouble only." I chuckle after that message. "So you're not one of the fangirls?" I see a new message.

"No I am not," I responded aloud while I typed it. "Cool, a guy.. I only registered today! : )" I saw his typing. "Well.. So did I and I am a girl to be honest." I tapped the respond to the screen quickly with my fingers while I chuckled. " I have somewhere to be now but maybe we could chat more later? If it is alright for you? I promise to show you how much fun I can be. You won't regret. Haha!" My cheeks blushed when I read it. "Umm.. I guess so.. hey ! Think some more reasons for me! To my hate book?" I typed and waited.

For a while nothing happened. Maybe he logged off already? Oh! Now he is writing! "Sure but now I really need to go, See ya! *creepy stalker face*." My eyes widened, who is this guy. I see him writing again. "Haha! Just kidding :3. Did I get you? Hmm?" I groan while I type, "Maybe?"

Now I realize that I have been standing in the corridor for a while. Our neighbor Mulan gives me an odd stare, I have been smiling weirdly in here. I wave my hand to her nervously and she waves back. I see a message that came 2 minutes ago. "Mmm.. Cool but talk to you later!" Now I see that he had logged off.

My phone started ringing. I see that it is a call coming from Anna. I respond to it, "Hey. What is up Anna?" I smile while speaking. "ELSA! Where are you? You promised to come with me? To help me out with one gallery opening?" Anna sounded like a nervous wreck. "OH CRAP!" I yelled to phone. "Hurry Elsa, please? There are tons off people arriving?"

"I will come right away Anna! Where is it?" I said with calming tone. "It is in Olympus Gallery. Come here already? We are short with waitreses?" I look at he clock on my arm, yeah. Time has escaped somewhere when I was at computer. "10 minutes!" I said while I run.

Soon I saw the Olympus Gallery building. I run inside from the backdoor where Anna is already dressing Merida an apron. "Do I have to?" Merida groans. "Yes you do! I need help! This will be a grand opening," Anna gulped. "Hey, I am here!" I told Anna when I took out my jacket and started to tie apron around me.

"Finally!" Anna sighed and handed me a tray. "So listen up everyone!" Anna said in high voice. "We have been ordered by Overland, yes, the Jackson Overland who is making his career in art shot in the air like a rocket," Anna said with higher voice when two girls started whispering. "So we will offer some chocolates to his gallery visitors but don't disturb him. Get to work ladies! Oh.. And Kristoff," Anna kissed Kristoff who was putting Anna's chocolates to trays.

I took a deep breath before I went inside the gallery space. The place was crowded already and I offered the chocolates from my tray. Soon I had to go and ask it to be filled up. When I went back I continued my tour by circling around people, handing them chocolates to enjoy and smiling. Some guys had the nerves to try and ask me out.

Most of the paintings are winter theme. He has captured the nature of ice crystals and the beauty in winter landscapes. Then I see something different and I stop my touring, I walk closer. I look at a painting, there is a black shadow figure of a girl and some light comes behind of her. Somehow the figure reminds me..of.. me?

Suddenly a hand reaches to tray from behind of me. "Do you like it?" Someone asks me while chuckling. "Just 1000 dollars and it could be yours, special price since you're working here," the voice said playfully and I feel chills on my spine. I turn around.

POV Jack

I look at the clock and I hear Hiccup yelling. "You will be late Jack! Emma is already in the van!" Quickly I type a response and put away my phone. I grab my jacket and check out my hair. Not that it would be combed but the right color, yup. It is brown and my eyes too. "Yeah! I am ready!" I run downstairs and outside from the front door. Hiccup is already waiting in the car.

"Thank you for bringing me with you. I love to hear people having casual conversations," Emma said to us while I drove. She doesn't get out that often from our mansion so maybe I should change that fact soon. "How many people will come?" Emma asked from me while she smiled. She was twisting her silk dresses fabric nervously and I took her hand in mine. "Lots of! You will love it! I am sure," I laughed and Emma laughed nervously.

"Yup! Lots of people like Jack said!" Hiccup laughed from driver's seat as he pulled in front of the Olympus Gallery. I was the only one without actual suit, I prefer not to wear suits if possible. Casual dressing to hoodie and pants is my thing. "Go in Jack! I will bring Emma," Hiccup told me and I nodded.

I kneeled next to Emma, "Have fun butterfly." I messed her hair and she smiled while she placed her sunglasses better to her eyes. I inhaled deeply when I walked on the red carpet. This is my grand opening,finally. Maybe we would soon get a living with my art instead of robberies.

FLASH.

I blink my eyes after a flash of a camera was used in front of me. It made my eyes ache and I rubbed them when I walk inside the door. People are already walking inside the gallery and checking out my work. I hope that we will sell well today.

"Hello mister Overland,mind giving an interview?" I turn around and I see Jane Porter, she is the news reporter. "S-sure," I gulped. I glance at Hiccup who just came inside pushing Emma on her wheelchair. He seemed worried. We had the same idea, what if she recognizes me?

"How does it feel to have people admiring your art?" Porter asked while she placed the microphone under my face. "Uh.. cool I guess, maybe my talents are guessed before my death? So I am not ending up like Picasso," I smirked and chuckled. Porter laughed to my joke. "Well then.. what is your best work in here tonight? What should people come and see before it leaves to its new owner?" Again the microphone came close to me.

"Perhaps the complex ice crystals that I have done by painting. I loved doing it... and.. umm.." My cheeks blushed when I thought of one specific piece of art. "Yes?" Porter sounded excited. "I am sorry," I waved my hand. "It was nothing, just go and see that one," I smiled while I turned around. So far no one recognized me.

I try to avoid some news paper writers, I am not good giving out interviews. I prefer Hiccup doing it. A familiar laughter caught my attention and I turn around. I see Emma chatting with some guy. She is laughing. I need to check what is going on.

As I walk towards Emma I see a waitress staring at a painting. She is looking at the piece that I did just recently. It shows my messed up emotions, god why did I let Hiccup put it out. I stand put for while, trying to figure out what to do. Now I see Emma talking with that guy who kneels down and smiles to her. Maybe he is not a bad one? And Emma will scream if she needs me, right?

I walk to the person who is watching my painting, The painting shows the black figure of White Blizzard which haunts my mind every moment. She needs to be taught a lesson.

I touch the waitresses shoulder while I reach over her to get a chocolate from her tray. "Do you like it?" I asked from her while I chuckled. "Just 1000 dollars and it could be yours, special price since you're working here," I said to her while she turned around.

My heart skipped a beat and I almost choked to the chocolate which I was eating. I beat my chest hard with my fist and I turn my side to her. Hell, did she recognize me? I glance at her, the White Blizzard who is holding a tray and wearing apron. It is sure a weird way to conceal your identity. She stares at me wide eyed but when I try to sneak my way out she grabs my wrist and pulls me after her.

"H-hey!" I gasped when she pushed me inside to a cleaning closet. No one seemed to notice what was happening while she pulled me around in the crowd. I saw something shiny in her hand before she closed the door. She pressed the lights on and I saw how she placed a knife on my neck.

"What are you doing here Jack Frost?" She hissed to me and I tried to talk my way out. "Who? I don't know him.. and you are?" I smiled to her. "Stop playing around," she pressed the blade harder. I lifted my hands up, "Whoa! Calm down! Who brings a knife in gallery opening anyway?" I chuckled and she narrowed her lips angrily.

Suddenly she glanced to her right. I look to the direction where she is staring at. Why is she staring at the tab and cleaning cloth? She threw the knife on bottom of the sink and opened the tab. Quickly she watered the cloth. "W-what?" I stared at what she was doing.

SPLAT.

I felt how she smacked the damp cloth on my face and scrubbed. She gasped when she took away the cloth. "You wear makeup?" She stared at me. My cheeks blushed, "Hell no!" I said to her while feeling annoyed. "I think that you are wearing makeup," she sighed. I was lost in words.

I tried to back up but my back hit the shelves behind of me. She now placed the cloth on my hair and rubbed. "Gah! That feels damp! And it smells," I gasped. She stopped and lifted the cloth from me. "Y-you are.." she whispered and I rolled my eyes.

"Jack Frost!" She gasped. "Nice to see you too White Blizzard," I said sarcastically. "So.. planning of robbing something?" I crossed my eyes and she shook her head. What, isn't my art good enough for her? I cleared my throat, "You.. are ... actually working here?" I pinched the apron on her and she slapped my hand off.

"None of your business!" She glared at me angrily and I chuckled. Now she was losing it. Quickly I kicked her feet and her balance went off. I twisted her arms behind of her back and I pressed her against the wall. "Who is now the better one? Huh?" I whispered to her ear and she tried to push me away.

Quickly I tie her hands together and then tie her to the sink. I didn't do it too tight. She tries to pull herself free and I smile happily. "I will kill you when I get free!" She gritted her teeth. I chuckle, "Try me! And I am positive that you will get free.. sooner or later." I smirk to her while I go out, I lift my hoodie over my head to cover the fact that she messed up my.. well.. my makeup and hair color.

I go to Hiccup and I push him. "We need to go," I whisper to him and he turns around. He gasps but I tell him to hush. "What happened?" He stares at me and I shrug my shoulders. "White Blizzard," I tell him and he makes a facepalm. "What if she knows you?" Hiccup says while pulling me away from crowd. "She knew that I am Jack Frost.. the Snowflake Burglar but she didn't knew that I am Jackson Overland," I tell to Hiccup and I try to smile. He needs to calm down.

"Anyway, she might get loose anytime soon so it would be better if we leave. Hiccup nods and goes to get Emma. He kindly gave our thanks to everyone who came to the opening. I sneak out after him and Emma.

Emma is smiling while we drive back home. "You're happy?" I ask from her while I see her smile. She nods, "I met a nice guy today. And I had fun.. I wish that we could do this more often." Emma sighed. "Sure," I whispered and rubbed her shoulder.

Now I saw a tear on her eye. "Jack.. it will be so hard," she squeezed her dresses fabric. Hiccup closed the curtain to the back area of the van while he drove. "Hey, Ems.. I know.. I miss them too," I told her while I hugged her. Tomorrow will be the anniversary of our parents death. Five years from the day when I took the responsibility off Emma. Emma hugged me now back, "Thank you."

A/N

They met again! Long live Snowflake Blizzard!

How was the chapter My Criminal Snow Storm?

BTW... I suggest that you search for two usernames.. @ArtofFun and @Iceheart93 .

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