Poke.

"Stop that."

Poke, poke.

"For crying out loud, stop poking me!" Jack Frost snapped at the fairy next to him.

Twinkle, the dream fairy, only gave him a goofy smile.

"Only when you stop being grumpy, big brother." She said, poking the poor boy much to his annoyance. "Just because our gracious Queen sent me on a quest with you, Mr Grumpy, doesn't mean I intend to suffer in boredom."

This only made Jack grumpier.

"I hate my life."

"And I love you too, brother!" Twinkle replied as she jumped on his back for a piggy back ride.