Deadpool: "Did you just make a Game of Thrones reference?"

Me: "Yeah, so?"

Deadpool: "Another way to bring more of your Sailor Scouts in to read this fanfic?"

Me: "It's called tapping into their interests and some of my little Sailor Scouts are either into Supernatural, The Walking Dead, Teen Wolf, Stranger Things, Doctor Who, Sherlock, Agents of SHIELD, some even like anime. Yes, Wattpad can be a tough crowd. That and last semester at my college my writing professor did a little lecture at the Game of Thrones symposium."

Deadpool: "Don't care! On with the fanfiction!"

The winter wind blew softly against Roxy's short black locks of hair as she looked around the area. "Wade, how will we know if we're close to the North Pole?" The mercenary was quiet for a moment. "We'll just follow the Northern Lights. Everyone knows that the Northern Lights come from a magical tower powered by elves in the North Pole." She looked at the setting sun. They've been traveling for hours after leaving Frozen Hollow early in the morning. "That's not how the aurora borealis works."
"How do you know, my little smart@$$?"
She explained to him how the Northern Lights actually work when the remains of a solar flare get trapped in the earth's atmosphere in the northern hemisphere causing a magnetic disturbance thus causing nature's light show to happen. "What you said was boring so I'm going with my elf powered magic tower theory on following the lights to the North Pole." Roxy isn't usually one for arguing with her partner. Loki argues with him whenever he does something that makes him lose his cool. He got hold of the reins yelling, "Onward my trusty reindeer!" The reindeer ran faster with the troublesome trio in tow as they raced across the snowy landscape. Night fell and Loki got a glance at the Northern Lights and so did Roxy who was awestruck at the sight of the bands of colors dancing and intermingling with one another across the starry sky.

"Look at that. Maximus! Follow those Northern Lights!" Roxy looked at him confused. "Did you seriously named that reindeer, "Maximus"?" He nodded. "Before we left Frozen Hollow, Sally and I were watching Tangled and the horse's name was Maximus and the name just stuck." Just then, a polar bear was in their path making their reindeer panic losing his harness and running away sending the troublesome trio lose their course and crash into an ice cave and everything went black.

Spinning and spinning,
With their sleigh destroyed
Reindeer disappearing
Lost in a frozen cave
The troublesome trio will
Have to rely on their friendship
To escape the cave before freezing to death

What is to become of them?
Will they freeze to death?
Stay tuned my little Sailor Scouts and see what happens next tomorrow.