#rockywillows

HTTYD actually came out right as I had to go back to the hospital for a while. I remember coming back home and seeing it in the theater that very night. I sobbed like a baby, haha! To this day, my family and I have Night Fury Nights, where we watch both films, back to back, and talk about how proud Hiccup and Toothless would be if they could see me now. It's strange, but it makes me feel great when my parents say that. (I'm sorry. I don't mean to ramble on!)

Hi! I know we've never talked before, but I just wanted to let you know that I was born with a lot of physical and mental disabilities. My left knee, which is kind of twisted weird, makes it hard for me to walk. (I hobble around, haha). Let me tell you, seeing HTTYD for the first time... It was magical. It really was. Especially near the end, when Hiccup lost his foot... I felt like I had a kindred spirit. And Toothless... I can't explain it. I just - I didn't feel alone anymore with those two.

rockywillows said: Never fear! Amanda is here!

Then that shall be my quest! I shall become immortal and officially be christened as the Guardian of Guardians and Jack Frost's Cohort! ;)

rockywillows said: *brings you some hot tea in my special Harry Potter mug* <3

Hey, Jack! How are you doing? I have a question. Um... *clears throat nervously* ...What would happen if you, like, fell in love with a mortal? Like - a human? Is it even possible? What would happen to your muns? Would that... *blushes and stutters incoherently*

Iris giggled. "Snowflake," she murmured. She looked up at Elsa's face in wonder and awe, and her eyes glistened with a wisdom even her disability could not hide. "I - I will stay. S-stay." She squeezed her eyes shut once again, and pressed her face into Elsa's shoulder. "Q-Queen Elsa won't let monsters get me. No, no. I will be safe in Aren-Arendelle." She took a deep breath. "Queen Elsa and Princess Anna will h-help me."

A girl around eighteen approached Elsa timidly, limping with her red hair covering part of her face. "Elsa," she says in a sort of monotone. "Q-Queen Elsa. Elsa, Elsa." She smiles suddenly, a big toothy grin, and plops down on the ground, poking tenderly at Elsa's dress. "Ooh," she murmurs. "Pretty, pretty." She looks up shyly. "Your birthday - Dec-December 21. Mine is June 21. Yes, June 21." She giggles, pointing to herself. "Summer." She points to Elsa: "Winter. Win-winter."