Now is the start of Jack's arc, which I said will coincide with Rapunzel's. His story will be about him continuing about trying to get more people to believe in him. How will it go? Well I'm introverted, so make as much of that as you will. In this chapter, Jack enlists the help of Anna and Elsa.

Tales of Being Notice

The belief in an afterlife is one of the few subjects that transcends the division among races, religions, and culture. One example involves acknowledging one man's divinity to get into paradise. And in another, when you die you have to cross a bridge over Hell to get into eternal glory. And the worse the person was when he was alive, the narrower the path becomes. And to some, it was simply reincarnation. But for young man, he was brought back from the dead thanks to someone on the Moon, which was not any more or less weird than other religions, whether still practiced or not. Of course letting the boy you just revived go back into the world with no memory and no one being able to see him was sort of a boneheaded move, but it all worked out in the end, though not completely. Even though the boy had a few people who could see him, for reasons only known to him, it was not enough. He wanted to know the simple joy of saying 'hi' to a stranger and going on his merry way.

That boy was Jack Frost.

It all started in America where Jack was playing with the local children, the first ones to believe in him. And of course, he was excited about that. After finishing a riveting snowball fight, Jack told a story.

"And that's when my princess friend complained about the time I accidentally crashed her into a tree," he narrated. The children laughed at the joke.

"Then what happened?" a brunette haired boy asked.

"I'm getting to it, Jamie. So my stubborn friend decided to try her luck in the Guardian's obstacle course.

"You guys should have seen her. She was nimble and graceful…"

Jack demonstrated by sliding feet first under a fallen tree and flipping over another one. The impressionable children cried 'ooh' and 'aah' and Jack smirked. He always did like showing off in front of other people.

The winter spirit continued the story, "The princess was almost finished. She had one more pillow to look under.

"But the big, bad yeti named Phil was closing in on her," he continued while stretching his arms upward to make himself more 'intimidating.'

He had the kids eating out of the palms of his hands.

"And then what happened?" Jamie asked.

"Sorry, kids," Jack snickered. "That's all for today."

The children groaned as they really wanted to know the conclusion to that story and not go to school or work on the farm. But they said goodbye to Jack and went on their way, except for Jamie who remained behind.

"Your friends from far away are really something," he complimented.

"They sure are."

"Did they help you to get more people to believe in you?"

"Well they got a princess and a queen to see me. But other than that…"

Jack cast his eyes towards the ground. "… Not lately."

Jamie frowned, "Well why don't you ask that queen and princess for your help."

"You know," Jack said. "That's a good idea. They're two kind girls. They can help me out."

Jack rubbed Jamie's hair and then kneeled down to his level to hug him. "Thank you, Jamie."

"No problem, see you later," the boy waved as he ran back home.

Right. Jack thought. Time to start getting people to believe in me again.

"Wind!" he shouted. "Take me to Arendelle!"

Jack felt the cool breeze as it carried him high above the clouds. And while flying and thinking about the young children, he laughed. Thanks to them, he had a few more children believe in him. And while he was grateful, Jack wanted more. He wanted more friends. He wanted more human contact.

Maybe the Arendelle Sisters can help me.

After all, they were both denied human contact for over a decade. Sure it was no three centuries, but it was still an unpleasant experience.

As Jack saw Castle Arendelle, he snickered at how he might 'accidently' scare the Snow Queen. Elsa spooked easily and it was made funnier when a pile of snow appeared from the air. He also wondered why her ice powers and his ice powers did not work exactly the same. Maybe it's because she was still alive or some silly reason like that.

Jack entered through Elsa's room by going to through her open window. That was one of the many not fun things about being dead: the only objects that can pass through him are food and clothes that was currently being worn by anyone who could see him. For some reason, he could not walk through walls, doors, or other solid objects, which was lame, because he used to tell ghost stories about spirits being able to pass through everything. It did not matter though; he was here to get Elsa's help. Right after he spooked her of course, because he was forever a prankster.

Or he would be pranking if Elsa was in her room right now.

"Darn," he said to himself. "Must have just missed her or something."

Oh well, he could always wait. This was not going to create some kind of political scandal for Elsa. After all, no one was going to be able to SEE a boy in her empty room. Unless Elsa or Anna convinced their staff to believe in him, in which case, he would be in big trouble right about now. Jack noticed a suitcase packed with nothing but cosmetics and grooming supplies.

Wait, does she wear nothing but the ice dress now?

His thoughts were cut off when he heard the sound of giggling coming from the hallway. It had to be one of the sisters. Jack thought a crafty idea. He would stand beside the door and when the sisters opened that door, he was going to slam it shut again to scare.

It would be hilarious, but he did not know what was to come next. At the very least, he would expect very angry whining from the sisters. Or they would throw pillows at him as he tried to contain his laughter.

He did not expect the door to be slammed opened with such force that it could have literally flattened him against the wall.

The door slammer was none other than Anna, frowning as a small pile of snow landed on her head, with her giggling big sister in tow.

"Darn it, Elsa!" the younger sister cried. "I thought we agreed that you weren't gonna use your powers to win at the snowball fight!"

"I swear I didn't use my powers," Elsa denied. "Maybe I'm just better than you at snowball fights?"

Anna plugged her ear with her fingers. "I can't hear you, Elsa! Your lies must be making me go deaf! Don't ruin my hearing!"

Elsa lovingly rolled her eyes at her silly sister. And to move on to the next subject, she asked, "Are you all packed?"

"Yeah Yeah. I packed everything. I'm ready for the Summit."

"Good. Just don't punch dignitaries. Or swat them with frying pans," Elsa smirked.

"ELSA! I only hit people when they're mean to people I care about!" Anna whined. "Besides, you're the one who's going to be dealing with those buttheads. I should be more worried about YOU punching them."

"I told you. I'll be fine. I was born to do this and it's what I was trained to do."

"Oh you know I have faith in you. Those old farts won't know what hit him when a young queen is able to be as crafty as they are."

"And then after all the boring stuff is over, you and I can visit the carnival near the Castle Corona."

Anna jumped up and down in excitement as if she was five years old again, "Yay! Hey, and maybe you can show everyone that your powers aren't really a threat by making another ice skating rink."

A muffled voice came from behind the door. "No please don't!"

The sisters turned to see Frost stumble from behind the door and fallen face first onto the floor. They ran up to him to help him up.

"Jack?" Anna asked with concerned. "Don't tell I hit you with the door. Oh my God, are you alright? Why would I do that?"

Elsa had a different question. "Wait, why were you in my room?"

"I wanted to scare you," he explained.

Elsa scoffed as she finished packing her bags. "Well scaring me is a good way to cause a second eternal winter, so please don't do that."

Jack raised his hands in defeat. "Alright. Alright. Sorry. But I need a favor from you two."

"What?" Anna wondered.

So Jack told them about his desire to be seen by more people.

"And you two can help me. You two are going to the Summit. Kings, rich snobs, and normal people will be there. You can say that you know a spirit. Elsa, you won't even have to use your powers, I know how much you don't want to as far strangers go."

Elsa and Anna listened carefully, the extroverted one in excitement while the introverted one in concern.

"I think I know the problem," Jack continued. "As much as I love children, no one is going to believe in me because… let's face it, who takes a child seriously? But if I get adults to believe in me, they'll be so amazed that they'll have to tell their kids."

"That's great, Jack!" Anna squealed. "You're gonna have so many new friends. Isn't that exciting, Elsa?"

"I don't know," Elsa said.

"What?"

"Jack, I had to grow myself up very quickly when I was young. You do not know what it's like. Adults are not going to be as understanding as you wish them to be."

Elsa looked down at her hands. "Trust me. I know. Attention is not all you make it out to be."

Jack frowned. Surely adults could not be that cruel. Sure they could be boring and bossy, but never harsh. Even Anna fell silent

"Don't worry, Elsa. I'm going to be okay."

"Yeah, Elsa," Anna echoed. "I'm gonna help him get people to see him. And he won't harmed in any way."

At that moment, Jack could have sworn that he heard Elsa mutter something like 'oh no' but decided to ignore that.

"Come on, Jack," Anna said as she grabbed Jack's hand. "Let's leave Elsa to finish packing. I've got an idea."

There was that supposed 'oh no' again, but Anna dragged Jack away (after accidentally running him into the door) leaving Elsa alone.

"Well," Elsa said. "Time to practice my greeting formalities. It's a pleasure to meet you 'so and so….' I'm flattered but I'm only comfortable with close friends calling me the Snow Queen… Please stop staring at my chest... Refrain from calling me the Ice Bi…"

Meanwhile, Anna dragged the snow spirit to her room. Again, with no worry of creating a political scandal. Though to the few servants, they did wonder why it looked as if Anna was dragging no one to her room. They figured she was talking to the paintings again. And the ones who made the bet that it was Anna who was going to be the first sister to go clinically insane was going to be very happy in the future.

In Anna's room, Jack didn't see a young girl's living quarters, but a disaster area. Where Elsa was neat, Anna was a slob, and tons of Anna's belongings were scattered over the floor.

Man, it's almost like my room when I was alive, Jack thought. And did I just see a tail slither under her piles of socks?

"Where is it?" Anna asked aloud while throwing random stuff out of her way. Jack had to sidestep a few times to avoid being hit on the head.

"Jeez, I think you missed a clear spot over there throw your stuff on," he joked.

"Here it is!" Anna proclaimed. In her hands was a fairly undamaged notebook.

"Uhhhh that's a notebook."

"Duh. I'm gonna write a small skit. At the carnival during the summit, you and I and some of our friends are going to act out the skit. And that will get people to believe in you. All we need is a large crowd that will listen to us."

"So what's going to be in the skit?"

"Oh just action, adventure, comedy, drama! The whole enchilada."

"All that for just a page's worth of lines?"

"Hey, if it gets people to believe in you, I'd say that a page will be worth millions!"

So the two friends spent the next hour coming up with the perfect skit. It wasn't easy though since both characters are too hyperactive for their own good. And butting heads on how the skit should turn out.

"Jack, for the last time, I'm not playing damsel in distress!"

"Why not? It'll be fun!"

"Because imagine everyone's eyes when they see that you're being carried away by the most awesome guy ever."

"Wouldn't it just look like me having powers and flying away looking like a loon?"

"Well… well"

"And wouldn't it be easier to just simply cast some ice in front of everyone, and then write, 'Hi. My name is Jack Frost'?"

Anna had a sudden realization. "Hey, how come you never simply wrote 'Hi. My name is Jack Frost' in front of someone?"

"Well, I did that. Twice. The first time was how I met Rapunzel and Hiccup. The second time, the person was dragged away to a mental asylum. That's the only time I make an ice circle on a wheat field in the middle of nowhere."

"Oh," Anna responded. As she was writing she said, "well let's add the ice signature between here annnnnnnnnnd done."

"Thanks."

"You're welcome," Anna responded and gave the paper to Jack.

On my way to being believed in. Nothing can go wrong now.

"Well, I gotta fly. Tell Elsa that I said goodbye."

"Oh Jack, just go down the stairs. It's not like anyone can see you right now," she giggled.

"Fine, fine. Later."

Of course there was problem that no one knew. Since, unlike his staff, Jack's paper was not a part of his being. So to everyone else, it looked like that a piece of paper was flubbing around in midair. Elsa met up with Anna again.

"So how did it go," Elsa asked.

"Bring out the champagne because your little sister is a genius. Just call me 'Anna: Lady of Skits.'"

"So Anna Lady of Skits, may I read the skit?"

"Jack has it, sorry."

"Oh."

Just then there was a loud bloodcurdling scream. The sisters ran toward the source to find that it was one of the maids.

"Gerda? Gerda? What happened?" Elsa worried asked.

"H..Haunt…HAUNTED PAPER! There's a ghost in the castle!"

Elsa gave her sister a very annoyed look.

"Haha that Gerda just…" Anna stammered. "Heheh."