Before reading this story, there are three important things to know:

A) It's been a long time since I last wrote fanfiction and posted and as a result, my writing a little rusty. Forgive me for any mistakes.

B) I was originally going to write a Jelsa one-shot inspired by the song "Latch", but I got kind of stuck. So I made this up instead.

C) I love boy bands, especially the old ones. Listening to my boy band/girl group playlist and imagining my characters singing and dancing with these song was the main inspiration for the story.

Enjoy and I guess now it's time that I came back for good (hopefully).

"Blizzard! Blizzard! Blizzard!" screamed thousands of fans as five young men stepped on stage and spotlights shined upon each of them.

So, who are Blizzard and how did they get here?

Blizzard started off as course mates who came together to perform at a university talent show. First, there was Tadashi Hamada, "the Big Brother", next was Hiccup Haddock, "the Smart Guy", then Eugene Fitzherbert, "the Bad Boy", Kristoff Bjorgman, "the Muscle," and finally, Jack Frost, "the Leader."

All five boys grew up listening to Backstreet Boys, NSYNC, Take That, 98 Degrees, Westlife and other similar artists. At the talent show itself, they performed a string of said bands' hits in front of their fellow students and quickly developed a large fanbase within the college. They couldn't walk around campus without being stopped for an autograph or a selfie.

When their set was posted online, it caught the attention of Agdar Walden, head of Arendelle Records and well-respected music producer. After showing the video to the rest of his board, they commented that there was nothing new about them and that signing them up to the company would just add unnecessary fodder to an already saturated genre of music. Still, Agdar saw potential in these young men, so he decided to manage them despite his board members' snide comments.

Throughout their first six months with a manager, Blizzard had learned from Mr. Walden to take inspiration from their idols and to not limit themselves to pop music, allowing them to experiment with other genres.

To them, he wasn't just their manager; he was a father figure as well.

Tonight, they were kicking off their first ever tour.

"Good evening, Orlando!" greeted Jack into the microphone as the girls continued to scream their name, "How y'all doing tonight? I hope we're all pumped 'cause got a great show tonight!"

Eugene followed, "So sit back, relax, and forget the first two, 'cause we're gonna party, party, party, 'til we just can't do it no more! Lights!" he pointed upwards, to which the lights dimmed.

Jack:

Dirty pop, yo.

B. T.

Sick and tired of hearing

All these people talk about

What's the deal with this pop life

And when is gonna fade out

The thing you got to realize

What we doing is not a trend

We got the gift of melody

We gonna bring it till the end (Come on now)

Kristoff:

It doesn't matter

'Bout the car I drive or

What I wear around my neck

All that matters

Is that you recognize

That it's just about respect

It doesn't matter

About the clothes I wear

And where I go and why

All that matters

Is that you get hyped and

We'll do it to you every time

(Come on now)

All:

Do you ever wonder why

This music gets you high?

It takes you on a ride

Feel it when your body

Starts to rock (Your body starts to rock)

Baby you can't stop (You can't stop)

And the music's all you got

Come on now

This must be, pop

Eugene:

Dirty pop

Baby you can't stop

I know you

Like this dirty pop

This must be

Tadashi:

Now, why you wanna try

To classify the type of thing

That we do

'Cause we're just fine

Doin what we like

Can we say the same for you?

Tired of feelin all

Around me animosity

Just worry about yours

'Cause I'ma get mine

Now people can't you see

Hiccup:

It doesn't matter '

Bout the car I drive or

The ice around my neck

All that matters

Is that you recognize

That it's just about respect (oh)

It doesn't matter

About the clothes I wear

And where I go and why

All that matters

Is that you get hyped and

We'll give it to you every time (Come on)

All:

Do you ever wonder why (Why?)

This music gets you high? (Music gets you high)

It takes you on a ride

Feel it when your

Body starts to rock (Your body starts to rock)

Baby you can't stop (You can't stop)

And the music's all you got

Baby come on

This must be, pop

Eugene:

Ooh

Man I'm tired of singing

Dirty, dirty, dirty pop

Dirty pop

Do you ever wonder?

During the instrumental break, all of the boys popped and locked with much gusto, with the fans attempting to follow their moves, to varying degrees of success. But accuracy wasn't the goal here; it was having the time of their lives and that made Blizzard all the more ecstatic.

All:

(Oh) Do you ever wonder why (Every wonder why)

This music gets you high? (Music gets you high)

It takes you on a ride

Feel it when your

Body starts to rock (When your body Starts to rock)

Baby you can't stop (Baby don't stop)

And the music's all you got

Come on now

This must be

Do you ever wonder why (Ever wonder)

This music gets you high? (Music gets you high)

It takes you on a ride

Feel it when your

Body starts to rock (When your body Starts to rock)

Baby you can't stop

The music's all you got

This must be, pop

The song had finished and even though the guys were breathing deeply and covered from all the dancing, it was all worth it to hear the fans scream for more. Afterwards, Jack raised his hands to get the audience's attention.

"Thank you! Thank you!" he acknowledged them, "That was just the tip of the iceberg, by the way! We ain't slowin' down here!" he joked before performing the next song.

The concert came to an end by twelve midnight and Blizzard were headed to their van after signing autographs and meeting with fans.

"Man, I can't wait to get to our suite," Hiccup commented, "They better have Wi-Fi there."

"Well, they should, Hiccup," replied Tadashi, "But if all else fails, I brought my own," he held up a portable modem.

"Speaking of wireless communication, Mr. Walden still hasn't called if his plane has landed here yet," Kristoff brought up, as Agdar and his wife Idun were expected to arrive from New York this afternoon.

"Yeah," noticed Jack, "He said they'd be in Orlando at 4 and the show just ended."

"Maybe it's just a flight delay. Nothing much to worry about," Eugene shrugged, "He'll be here sooner before we know it."

As soon as the guys entered their suite, they quickly began settling down and unpacking. Tadashi took off his large backpack and took out an Xbox 360 to hook up to the TV since he promised his little brother, Hiro, that he and the boys would go online and play MMORPGs with him. He, Kristoff, Hiccup, and Eugene sat down on the sofas and each grabbed controllers. Jack was about to approach the living area to watch and wait for his turn when his phone suddenly rang.

"Hello?" Jack answered the phone.

"Hello, Mr. Frost," the voiced on the other end of the line greeted him, "May I have a few minutes of your time? It's important."

"Sure thing, just a second" the white-haired boy replied before covering the speaker, "Guys! Keep it down! I'm taking a call here!" he told his friends to lower the volume.

Tadashi quickly pressed the volume down button, "Sorry, Jack!" he apologized shortly before continuing the game.

"I'm sorry, sir. You were saying?" Jack carried on the conversation.

"It's about Mr. Walden," the man told him, which relieved Jack as he hadn't heard from his boss in a while..

As he continued to listen from the other line, Jack's relief progressively became despondency the more details were revealed. After the call had finished, Jack hung up the phone, remaining suspiciously silent, much to the worry of his bandmates.

"Jack, what happened?" Kristoff was the first to speak up.

Jack took a few seconds to collect his thoughts shortly before breaking the news to the others.

"The plane Mr. and Mrs. Walden were in had an engine failure. They're not coming here."

Everything fell silent, as if time had stopped.

Subsequently, after a few days, Blizzard had decided to postpone the rest of their tour, as they were not sure if they can go on without Agdar there to mentor them. The company and the rest of the Walden family had arranged a memorial service for Agdar and Idun, which the band were attending to pay their respects. They took their seats shortly before the service began.

The rest of the mourners consisted of the other board members of Arendelle Records, other artists that Agdar worked with, past and present, businessmen he had deals with, relatives and most importantly, the daughters of the late couple, Elsa and Anna.

The band hadn't met the girls before this, but knew who they were. Agdar had mentioned his family before and wished to introduce Blizzard to his children formally, but never had the chance to as they were focused on recording and planning their live events. For all of them, this was an unexpected way to meet and depressing.

During the mass, Jack moved a little forward in his seat to check on the sisters. The younger sister, Anna, was quietly weeping in a hankerchief, still having difficulty accepting her parents' deaths. The older sister, Elsa, was by Anna's side, comforting her and keeping it together for both of them, showing a stiff upper lip.

It came to the part of the ceremony where people that were close to the deceased will give eulogies. When it was the band's turn, they stepped up to the front to deliver their piece.

"Good day, everyone," Kristoff started, "My name is Kristoff Bjorgman," he introduced himself before the others.

"My name is Tadashi Hamada," said the black-haired boy.

"I'm Hiccup Haddock," followed the short brown-haired boy.

"I'm Eugene Fitzherbert," said the bearded young man.

"And I'm Jack Frost," said the last young man. "We were clients of Mr. Walden and we were the last to work with him before his untimely passing."

Hiccup continued, "To our group, Mr. Walden was not only our manager, he was also our friend. He allowed us a chance to share our talents with the world and showed us that we can go further than we would expect."

Tadashi was the next to speak, "He told us to forget about those who would criticize us and to just make music for the sake of doing so. He made it all possible when no one else could do the same."

"We're all grateful for what he's done for us and it will be difficult now that he's no longer here to guide us," Eugene said his piece.

"But even if he is not with us anymore, Mr. Walden will not be forgotten and will continue to be a great influence to us and to all of you as well. Thank you," Kristoff finished the eulogy, which was met with solemn applause.

When Anna and Elsa gave their own eulogies and final thanks, the guests were transferred to another room for a short lunch. The five young men sat together and talked about their best memories with Agdar.

"Remember when it was twelve midnight and we were still recording? Mr. Walden kept on taping us even when we were yawning the whole time," reminisced Eugene, "I think he was planning to make that our next single," he teased.

"And when we were late to practice and he played Barbie Girl in a loop to teach us a lesson?" Tadashi remembered.

"And the time he drove me to the hospital when I sprained my foot from dancing?" Hiccup mentioned.

"He really was like our dad," Kristoff acknowledged.

"Yeah, he was," agreed Jack before taking another sip of his drink.

While they were still eating, Elsa and Anna walked over to their table to talk with them. The sisters were touched by the speech the boys gave and wanted to thank them.

"Hello," Elsa was the first to greet them.

"Hi," Jack replied to her, "Elsa and Anna, right?" he remembered their names.

"That's right and you must be Blizzard," Anna nodded, "It's a pleasure to finally meet you in the flesh."

"Likewise, Anna," smiled Kristoff, to which Anna smiled back.

"Daddy has told us a lot about you guys," Anna told them.

"Like what?" Tadashi asked.

"You recorded an entire song in the middle of falling asleep," Elsa recalled what her father told her about them.

"That's right. It's our new single. It's called Snoozin'," Jack cracked a joke, to which Tadashi gave the white-haired boy a dope slap to back of his head, "Ow! What was that for?"

"Now's barely the time to make jokes, Jack," Tadashi reminded him. Surprisingly, both Elsa and Anna started chuckling, a stark contrast to their moods an hour ago. This sudden change of emotion perplexed the boys, but they were glad to see them feeling less depressed.

Jack smirked at the black haired boy, "You were saying, Tad?"

"Never mind," Tadashi bowed his head.

"Anyway," Kristoff spoke to the sisters, "If there's anything at all we can do for you, you can call us anytime."

"Well, we're meeting with the executor of our father's estate tomorrow," Elsa confirmed to them, "You may join if us if you want to."

"Thank you, Elsa," smiled Jack, "we'll consider it."

Once Elsa and Anna dismissed themselves, the boys discussed with one another about what they're going to do the next day.

"Should we bring anything for them?" wondered Eugene.

"Just ourselves, maybe," Hiccup answered, "We also gotta know what's gonna happen to the company and to the band. If Mr. Walden can't be our manager anymore, who will?"

"We're gonna have to find out," breathed Jack, showing worry as well.

The next day, Jack, Kristoff, Hiccup, Tadashi and Eugene drove up to Walden Manor, where behind the iron gates, was an immense house with a rustic rose hue and a green roof, a cement fountain with two angels, and rose bushes, among other things.

"Holy shucks. Who knew that the Waldens were this loaded?" Eugene observed his surroundings.

"Focus, Eugene. We're here to support Elsa and Anna, not wonder how much our late boss earned," Kristoff reminded him.

"Sorry, I was just noticing."

After Jack rang the doorbell, a butler quickly answered the door, as his employers had mentioned they would be expecting visitors.

"Good afternoon, gentlemen," bowed the butler, "You must be Blizzard. Ms. Elsa and Ms. Anna are in the living room with the executor of the estate."

"Um, where would that be exactly?" Jack asked, "I'm sorry, but this is the first time we've been here."

"Don't worry, the living room is to your left from here and the first doorway you see," the butler gave them instructions.

"Thank you," Tadashi said on behalf of the group.

Like how Agdar describe his home to the group before, the interior was around a few decades old, with antique furnishings and painted family portraits besides the regular photographs. The mansion itself was passed down from generation to generation with minimal changes, as to preserve the family history.

When they found the living room, the sisters immediately paused their conversation with the executor over their parent's will to welcome their guests.

"Excuse us, sir," Elsa said before she and Anna stood up. The two girls approached them warmly, "Hello, guys. We're happy that you decided to come over."

"It's no trouble at all," Jack said as everyone shook hands.

"Have we missed anything important?" asked Hiccup.

"Not yet," Anna shook her head, "The executor was about to tell us about the future of the record company. I think it's important for you to hear this too, considering you're going to need a new manager. You are staying together, right?"

"We will," assured Kristoff, making Anna sigh a breath of relief. She tried to hide it, though. She didn't want to look like a geek in front of her father's clients.

The young men sat on the couch adjacent to the where the sister were sitting to listen in.

"Mr. Hartman, you were about to tell us about Arendelle Records and what's going to happen to it?" Elsa questioned the man in the suit.

"Well Elsa," Mr. Hartman began," This may be a lot for you to take in, but according your parent's will, in the case of their demise, they're leaving Arendelle Records…to you."

Once the executor revealed the fate, the entire room had varied reactions. The boys were, of course, happy since they could stay a band and achieve their dreams. Anna was happy too that their family's business would stay afloat because of her sister. But Elsa didn't quite share this feeling with her peers; the fact that she would be running a record company and managing artists at her young age is more than just overwhelming. It was terrifying.

"Um, me?" Elsa pointed to herself; "Our parents are leaving the company to me?"

"That's what it says here in black and white," Mr. Hartman pointed to the paper, "'I leave Arendelle Records to my eldest daughter Elsa, as soon as she reaches the age twenty-one'."

"I know that, but I have no experience in running a business," the older sister protested, "Why would he choose me over his executives?"

"Well, you father insisted that you were the best possible choice, as you are mature and responsible enough. Otherwise, we'll have to leave the management of the company to one of the board members."

"Then that means…" realized Jack.

"…We might get dropped by the company," concluded Tadashi.

"What? What does that mean?" Anna gasped, "How come?"

"Mr. Walden told us that we'd be able to stay in the company as long as he's around. Now that he's not here anymore, the board members could kick us out since they don't find us good enough for the company's reputation," Hiccup told the truth.

Elsa was appalled to learn how her father's business associates saw the group. She knew how hard her father worked and how much he invested in Blizzard so the band would stay true their own image and not be treated like a product that the rest of the board could make into whatever. She was inexperienced and unready to run a company, yes, but letting her beloved father's project go to waste was something she didn't want.

"Hold on," Elsa spoke up, "It doesn't have to be that way. When my father started the company, his goal was to support aspiring musicians and to never give up on them, regardless of what the other board members and critics would think. That's his legacy and I want to continue that."

"So you'll do it? You'll run Arendelle Records?" Anna excitedly questioned.

"I will," answered Elsa with a smile, "And as long I'm running the business, you guys will get to stay with the company," she turned to them and gave them the good news. Unbeknownst to her, those were the exact same words her father said to them.

The guys were so overjoyed that they lifted Elsa up in the air and jumped up and down, which Anna tried to stop.

"Guys, take it easy! My sister tends to get dizzy when she's way too up high!" she tried to tell them.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa! Okay, I understand how grateful you are, but please, not too high!" Elsa begged the men.

After that celebration, Elsa was sitting down on the sofa, holding her head as if it was just spun around. The executor had gone home already and Anna and Blizzard, sans Jack, were bonding over a game of Twister. Jack decided to check on the blonde girl.

"You hangin' in there okay?" he smirked.

"I must say, you guys certainly know how to lift someone's spirits. Literally," Elsa continued to rub her head.

"Trust me, lifting someone up is the best way to give thanks. Well, that and pouring Coca-Cola on your manager when your first single reaches number one."

"What?" Elsa was immediately shocked, worried that the same will happen to her when Blizzard achieves something else.

"I was just kidding, Elsa," Jack laughed, "It was grape soda."

"That doesn't sound any different from what you said first," Elsa bowed her head down.

"Well, we're still indebted to you for taking over the company and securing everyone's jobs. I'm sure Mr. Walden would be proud of you."

"That we have yet to see, Jack," Elsa was still unsure.

Later at night, when Blizzard left for home and Anna was asleep in her bedroom, Elsa was tossing and turning over the weight of her new job as a company head and band manager. She actually hadn't gone to the studios for a long time because of an incident she'd rather forget, but she needed to put that behind her now to follow her father's will because of her love for him.

"Dad," Elsa looked up to the ceiling, "if you're up there, please hear me out. If this is you wanted for me, then tell what to do. I don't want to let you down."

Author's note:

- Song(s) used: Pop by NSYNC

- I will probably need a little help with the story, so if anyone's willing to discuss it with me, please let me know. Thanks.