FROZEN 3: Elsa and Jack Frost

AT THE NORTH POLE 

"Oooh boyy," Bunny muttered, dragging his right paw down his face.

His ears were twitching terribly to the point of dancing, and he was slapping the flat of his feet on the wooden floor.

Sandy now sitting cross-legged on a cloud of golden dust, lowered his head.

From time to time, he raised his head up and glanced at the others while his golden sand swirled a little faintly around him.

As for tooth, she was busy zipping about the room like a hummingbird and muttering to herself.

No one else seemed to exist to her while she moved her hands up and down, left and right, in the air very quickly, like she was trying to pluck an invisible… perhaps… a thread.

Jack in the center, looked from one panicking guardian friend to the other.

Now he was more confused.

"I don't get it. It's just children math right?"

Just like that Tooth stopped, abruptly, in her mid-flight pacing, and spun around in the air to face him. 

Her teal eyes were wider than normal, "One is a big number to HIM, Jack!" 

She was looking at him while talking alright but honestly, it looked more like she was addressing her own roaming thoughts than Jack.

"And—" She bit her lip, beating her wings even faster.

"Okay, okay, calm down, Tooth," Jack said, raising his right hand, he knew what Tooth could be like once she was flustered. 

"I didn't mean to—"

But before he could finish what he was saying, Sandy quietly got down from his perch, flipping his fingers to create a glowing golden lasso- rope.

Wrapping it around Tooth gently, he tugged it, pulling her to the ground.

Then his golden sand swirled into the air, forming the words: 

CALM DOWN.

Tooth took a breath, bending her shoulders into a slouch like position.

"I'm fine." 

"No, you're not," Bunny said, letting his Australian accent wooze out as he walked over to her and Sandy, and placing both his hands on her shoulders.

"Your wings are buzzing louder than a swarm of bees." 

He dragged a nearby chair with his right foot toward her. 

"Sit down, Tooth. Now."

Sandy and Bunny helped ease her into the chair. 

"I'm sorry," she whispered, wrapping her fists closed tightly together, avoiding everyone's gaze.

"Sorry, Tooth," Jack said.

"I didn't mean to push."

"Breathe, Toothania," North said gently in the cooing deep voice he always used on kids.

She nodded, closing her eyes and breathing in and out. 

Once her wings relaxed, Bunny rolled his shoulder blades, and let out a sigh, looking back at Jack.

"And the fact it's children math should get YOU worried. Use your frosty brains Frostbite."

This time no one corrected him about his use of words, not even Jack; for one, they all knew he was right.

"Alright, so we all agree that '1' is a big deal to the man up there," Bunny continued, jerking his thumb up toward the skylight. 

"But what's the deal with one plus one?"

North swatted his left thigh and squinted, looking up at the moon— not the globe— directly.

"Old man, what do you mean by one plus one?"