"Will she?" Kristoff asked skeptically. "Just like that?"

"More like this way," Kristoff said, pushing her pointing finger upward. A huge, steep mountain towered above them.

Together, Kristoff, Sven, and Anna walked through the night. As dawn crept over the horizon, the three travelers found themselves on the rim of a mountain. Looking down, they could see Arendelle in the distance.

But it wasn't the summertime view they were expecting. The kingdom was completely frozen, covered with white ice.

Anna gasped in shock. Then she pulled herself together. "It'll be fine," she said. "Elsa will thaw it."

With no other choice, the group continued, moving forward and up. As the sun finally rose completely, they rounded a corner and came upon a clearing surrounded by tall trees.

"Sure," Anna replied. She pointed straight ahead. "Come on. This way to the North Mountain, right?"

They gasped as the morning light danced on the snowy area before them. The terrain was different from what they had seen in the rest of the woods. They had found a gorgeous winter wonderland.

A goofy little snowman with twigs for arms, but no nose, appeared. He laughed at his own yellow snow joke. "Am I right?" he asked Anna.

"Yeah, but it's so white!" said a voice that came out of nowhere. "Does it hurt your eyes? My eyes are killing me. You know, how about a little color?"

The view took Anna's breath away. "I never knew winter could be so… beautiful," she said, looking up at a willow tree covered in ice. The branches looked as if they were glistening with a crystal coating. Then she noticed Sven. The reindeer had gotten his antlers tangled up in icy vines, and he looked like a twinkling Christmas tree!

"AAAAHHH!" Anna screamed. She'd never seen a talking snowman before, and she reacted quickly. She kicked him in the snowball head, which went flying right into Kristoff.

Anna and Kristoff looked around. They stared at Sven for a moment. Could he be the one speaking? "Must we bleach the joy out of it all?" the voice went on. "I'm thinking like maybe some crimson or chartreuse. How about yellow? No, not yellow. Yellow and snow? Brrrr… No-go."

"Please don't drop me!" the snowman head pleaded.

Kristoff grinned. "Come on, it's just a head," he said.

"You're welcome," Anna said, smiling at the little snowman. He wasn't so scary now that she'd gotten a chance to look at him properly.

"Oh, thank you!" he said.

"All right," the snowman told them. "We got off to a bad start."

"The body!" Anna cried. She quickly dropped the head onto the body, but somehow it landed upside down -- and stuck that way.

Anna frowned at Kristoff. "Don't!"

"Now I'm perfect," the snowman said.

"Wait!" the snowman said, gazing at the upside- down world around him. "What am I looking at right now? Why are you hanging off the earth like a bat?" Anna walked over to the snowman. "All right," she said. "Wait one second." She turned his head around so he was right-side up.

"You're creepy," Kristoff told the head. He tossed it to Anna.

"Hi!" the snowman head said.

"Back at you!" Kristoff called, chucking the head to her again.

"I don't want it!" Anna shrieked, throwing it back to Kristoff.

He beamed. Even though only a tiny point of the carrot was sticking out in front, he was happy. "Are you kidding me?" he asked. "I am wonderful! I've always wanted a nose." He looked down, cross-eyed, at his new feature. "So cute. It's like a little baby unicorn."

"Well, almost," Anna replied. She grabbed a carrot from Sven's pack and pushed it into Olaf's face to give him a nose. She pushed a little too forcefully, though, and the carrot went right through his head! "Oh, too hard!" Anna said. "I'm sorry! I -- I was just…"

Anna bent down to him. "Are you okay?"

With another shove, Anna pushed the carrot from the back of his head so the carrot nose was in the proper place.

The snowman spun around. "Woo!" he exclaimed. "Head rush!"

The name struck Anna. "Olaf?" she asked. Anna thought for a moment. She remembered building a little snowman with Elsa when they were young. Elsa had given that snowman the same name.

"What? Hey! Whoa!" the snowman cried out. "I love it even more! All right, let's start this thing over." A smile spread across his face. "Hi, everyone! I'm Olaf, and I like warm hugs." He opened his twig arms wide for a hug.

"And who is the funky-looking donkey over there?" Olaf inquired.

Kristoff was busy examining one of Olaf's twigarms, which had fallen off. "How does this work?"

"Do you know where she is?" Anna said, moving closer.

"Sven!" Anna said, laughing at Olaf's mistake. Confused, Olaf stared at both Sven and Kristoff, thinking they had the same name. "Oh, okay. Makes things easier for me," he said.

"Aww," Olaf said, laughing. "Look at him, trying to kiss my nose." He smiled at the reindeer. "I like you, too!"

Sven moved closer to the talking snowman and tried to take a bite of Olaf's carrot nose.

"Olaf, did Elsa build you?" Anna asked. "Yeah, why?" the snowman replied.

The hand on the arm smacked Kristoff across the face!

Olaf gazed at Anna. "And you are?"

"I'm Anna," she answered.

"Uh-huh," Olaf said. "And who's the reindeer?"

"Yeah, why?" Olaf said, innocently oblivious to the line of questioning.

"That's Sven," Anna told him.

"Do you think you could show us the way?" Anna asked, full of hope.

"Yeah, why?" the snowman asked again.

"I'll tell you why," Kristoff said. "We need Elsa to bring back summer."

"Don't you dare," Anna scolded Kristoff. She couldn't bear to ruin Olaf's dream with the harsh truth.

"Stop it, Sven!" Olaf said, calling Kristoff by the wrong name. "We need to focus here!" He turned to face Anna. "Why?"

"Summer?" Olaf said. "Oh, I don't know why, but I've always loved the idea of summer and sun, and all things hot!"

Kristoff raised his eyebrows. "Really? I'm guessing you don't have much experience with heat."

Olaf shook his head. "Nope, but sometimes I like to close my eyes and imagine what it'd be like when summer does come."

Olaf took Anna's hand. "So come on! Let's go bring back summer!"

"Somebody's got to tell him," Kristoff murmured, shaking his head. He and Sven followed Anna and the little snowman.

As Olaf went on and on about all the wonderful things he would do in summer, Kristoff looked over at Anna. "I'm going to tell him," he whispered. It was killing him to hear Olaf talk about summer's heat -- which is a snowman's worst nightmare!

"I'm coming!" Anna said. She looked over her shoulder at Kristoff.