Jack's POV

I can't believe I got myself into this situation. I make a deal with Pitch and the deadline is in one month. I did it 99 years and 11 months ago. If I don't find a perfect man for his daughter by the end of the month, I'll be the one to spend the rest of my immortal life with her. Luckily, North said that Cupid might help me out. I've just never met this person. While the rest of the guardians and I waited in the globe room, we heard a knock up above.

"Somebody call the love doctor?" it replied.

We all looked up and saw a woman wearing a pink dress that ended three inches above her knees, pink flats, and had wings that were huge and white. Her hair was H/L and H/C and her eyes were E/C. She also carried a bow and heart-shaped arrows that hung on her shoulder. She was so beautiful.

"Sorry. Couldn't help it," she laughed as she flew down near us.

"I'm happy that you've changed your mind, Cupid," North smiled.

"Well, I hate Pitch and Dakota, but I figured you were right. I'm going to feel bad for whoever has to put up with that desperate witch. So, who am I helping with this?" she explained.

I nervously raised my hand.

"That would be me. That woman is picky and desperate. I wish I hadn't made that deal," I replied.

"I know what you mean. I'm Cupid or as I was called when I was human, Y/N," she introduced and held her hand out.

"Nice to meet you. I'm Jack Frost," I accepted her hand and shook it.

Then we heard evil chuckling. We saw Pitch and his daughter, Dakota, come in through the open roof. Really bad timing.

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A/N Ugh! We got to put up with these clowns earlier than usual? This is already awkward for you! Let's hope things will go according to plan.