Leave “Red String of Fate” in my askbox and I’ll generate a number (1-77) to see what is in our muse’s destinies then I’ll write some drabble based on the number generated.

37. Our muses are destined to do jail time together.

    _{How the Southern Isles would react to their youngest Prince sending them a winter spirit and talking snowman as prisoners, Jack couldn’t guess. Locked up in a cell with only each other as company, it was all he could do to keep Olaf from melting, nevermind imagine their skeptic, silly faces when they received word. The bars were solid and if he had been in his right mind, he could come up with an ingenious plan to free them both, but he wasn’t in his right mind and even if they did escape, what would they escape to? Anna was an ice statue and Elsa had been slain. They both had failed their friends.}

    _{“D'ya think we could’ve done something?” escaped Jack in a cracked whisper, the first thing to be said since this journey started. He looked up with red eyes, and hands  bound together in chains, his staff confiscated. The winter spirit had never looked so defeated, not even when Pitch had broken him and thrown him into that crevice. “That maybe…we could’ve saved them somehow?”}