Hey guys haha (: Here's a Jelsa story for all of you (to be honest, I wrote loads of oneshots about them ever since Frozen was announced, but the movie developed in a totally different direction, so I ended up having a lot of OOC Elsa HAHA ;;; So here's a reworked idea, hope you like it! :) Do leave a review 3 )
"Alright, next on the list, Aerendelle!
So Aerendelle, ready to get first snow?"
/bleep bleep/
What is that sound I- Oh, it's the phone. Told North I didn't need one of this, if anything, he could use the lights or just save the idle chat for later when I actually have time to visit him.
"Hello?"
"Hey Jack! It's Tooth!"
"Hey Tooth! What's up?"
"Ah nothing, just checking in on you. Where are you bringing snow to next!"
"Aerendelle, you know that quaint little sea-side trading town, the one whose castle's gates are always closed."
"Ah yes Aerendelle, with Princess Elsa and Anna, no? Ah, they had the whitest incisors that sparkled even under the dimmest moonlight. Poor things, having lost both parents. Do give them more snow on their side yeah? Maybe they'll enjoy the extra snow, though I do think they might have grown since I've last visited them to praise them for their excellent brushing habits and counselled them to give up chocolate. "
"…"
"Jack? You still there?"
"… Yeah, still here."
"What's the matter?"
"Look Tooth, I'll have to call you back. Aerendelle… It's snowing."
"Well you've sure got your job cut out for you. And snowing? You sure you haven't brought snow there yet? And sure, call me back when you're free!"
-beep-
Snow? It's snowing already? That's strange, Aerendelle always had late snow days… Hm.
Well, there's nothing much to do, have to stick to schedule. I'll just hang around town for a few days, get a few souvenirs and christmas presents for Jamie and the rest.
Jack landed softly on the cobblestone pavement, and watched a gaggle of young girls walked past, their hair all in identical braids.
"Did you hear about Prince Hans." "Yes! I thought he was such a great guy, he even gave out cloaks during the winter that Queen Elsa caused in summer! Who knew he was such a conniving bastard that just wanted to take over the throne."
Queen Elsa? Didn't Tooth mention a Princess Elsa? Hm, she must have just had her coronation. And what's that about the winter? In summer? Well, time to pay an overdue visit to the castle to visit some royalty.
Jack willed the wind to carry his lithe frame (maybe a little too lithe for a Guardian) over the castle.
As he rode the cool winter breeze, he caught sight of the wide open gates.
They've sure done a lot of changes. Now I'm even more excited to meet this Queen Elsa.
He landed softly on the court, and noticed the feel of ice under his feet, and caught sight of a group of little children skating together in a corner.
An ice skating rink, someone knows how to have fun. What kind of person exactly are you, Queen Elsa?
He turned to enter the castle, but not before leaving behind a neat pile of perfectly formed snowballs, Jack Frost style. Guaranteed for maximum fun.
As he slowly slipped into castle, he couldn't help but stop and gawk at the grandeur of the chandeliers and furniture, and of course the fact that they were all made out of ice.
Woah. Aerendelle must have some pretty good sculptors. But what a waste, since they'll all be gone by spring.
He continued his exploration of the castle, roaming the mostly empty halls. He stopped in front of a suit of armour, who strangely, was missing an arm. It's like his entire arm was punched in, leaving just a hand out of his shoulder.
Sure is quiet in this castle. Where's everybody?
"ELSAAAAAAA. ANNAAAAAAAA. KRISTOFFFFF. SVENNNNN. ANYBODY."
Who's there? Jack whipped around, only to find no one behind him. Until he felt someone, or something, pass through his legs.
An uncomfortable shiver ran up his spine, as he turned back to see the back view of a tumbling pile of snow.
Oh it's just snow.
Wait. It's moving, Oh god it has arms. Oh god it looks like a snowman."GUYYYYYYYYSS"
IT'S TALKING.
Against his better judgement, Jack gathered up his staff that he dropped in shock and hurried after the snowman, strangely alive, as it disappeared round the corner.
Oh crap. Lost him. Oh well, there goes my only chance to see a talking snowman. All my 314 years and experience as the Spirit of Winter (for crying out loud) and I don't get a chance to interact with an animated snowman. Good going there Jack.
Well… At least now I know that even snowmans don't believe in me.
Sigh. I should at least continue my exploration, to find the Queen and ask about that supposed early winter and whether she knows about the walking and talking snowman in her castle. Oh I forgot… If she's Queen, she's probably past 18… And has probably stopped believing…
Aw crap.
Spirits dampened but innate curiosity not, Jack gently knocked on the door on his right.
"Who's there~" sang a voice from inside.
Jack pasted himself on the wall, careful not to be seen. He couldn't take any chances, being an intruder and all.
"Anna is that you?" said the voice, noticeably closer to the door.
Jack pressed himself closer to the wall.
Suddenly, the door swung inwards, and a headful of messy blond hair in a loose braid popped out.
Crouching low to ground, Jack sneaked into the room behind her. He'll figure out how to get out later.
"Hm, that's strange, I swear I heard someone knocking. Must be the holiday spirit getting to me, an eggnog too many." said the voice as she closed the door.
Jack couldn't care less that she was looking straight through him (and the empty feeling in his chest ignorable, for once) , for she was simply the most beautiful person he had ever seen.
Long blond hair, flowing blue dress with a sort of translucent trail that sparkled like the the freshest snow under the morning sun. And her eyes, oh her eyes.
Her blonde hair cascaded down, adorned with intricate snowflakes. Streaks of platinum blonde came undone in a messy, yet lovely way.
She fluttered her eyes, revealing purple eyeshadow, which complemented her icy blue eyes and long lashes perfectly, the swirls of sky blue with light bouncing off them, making them look like they were sparkling.
Her flowing blue dress looked seamless, with a sort of translucent trail that sparkled like the the freshest snow under the morning sun
A slit cut into the dress revealed her slender leg. She wore high heels with jagged edges, made out of ice. She really has a thing for sculpted ice eh.
"Woah" he breathed out, as he rested against his staff.
Suddenly, a large rattle snapped him out of his reverie. Losing his balance, Jack fell unceremoniously to the ground with a thump. "Crap." murmured Jack.
"Who's there!" the ethereal beauty with the clearest blue eyes the colour of the sea in Maldives startled, eyes narrowing and looking around for the source of the disturbance.
As the rattling continued, Jack floundered for a moment before deciding to hide under a nearby table, which was coincidentally made out of ice as well. What's up with this chick and all her ice?
"Show yourself!" she cried as she slowly approached the source of rattling — Her wardrobe.
She held both of her hands high above her head, as if brandishing a sort of weapon.
What's she doing…?
Suddenly, blue sparks and snowflakes formed in the space between her palms. They hovered around for a while, before spreading out to assume the general outline of a baseball bat. Soon, the flurry of sparkles faded away, only to reveal a crystalline bat that strangely looked as if it was made out of ice.
Wait what?
As the wardrobe continued to shake with such ferocity and urgency, Jack feared that something might just burst from its depths of shimmery gowns, shiny trails or whatever this girl fancied to wear.
Suddenly, the wardrobe's doors swung open, and out tumbled a ball of clothes. A white head poked out from under the pile of socks and knickers, and it tried to wriggle its way out of the pile.
The girl shoulders slumped with obvious relief, and she lowered her weapon (that she suddenly obtained from who-knows dubious sources). "Olaf? What are you doing here?" she chided in a motherly tone, as she bent down to pick the struggling head, which Jack now recognised as the snowman he saw from just now.
"ELSA!"
Oh, so this is THE Queen Elsa…Interesting.
"Haha uhm I was just looking for you guys when I decided to follow the trail of chocolate cookie crumbs"
Elsa's face reddened, and she quickly put Olaf down and ran to her table to shove something that looked like a Chips Ahoy wrapper into the bin.
"..,and yeah your door was open so I went in and your clothes just looked so warm, and I just couldn't help myself and-" Olaf trailed off, suddenly embarrassed when he realised that what he was frolicking in, was actually Elsa's very private and personal articles of clothing.
"Oh Olaf, you should really knock next time you want to come in." Elsa knelt down to meet Olaf's eyes.
"But you weren't here just now." Olaf protested, looking up at her with puppy-snowman eyes.
"Yeah, but still." replied Elsa, with a note of finality. "Now shoo, I still have to prepare for the Winter Ball. Go bug Anna and Kristoff, make sure they're not up to anything."
"Hey Elsa!" cried out a muffled voice, as the door to the room swung open, revealing a ginger-haired girl, cheeks full and mouth busy chewing away, with a tall, buff man that reminded Jack of Peeta from that Catching Fire movie he caught with Jamie. "Ishh everything awwight? Heard je wwacket all je way from the kitchen."
"Ah Anna, good timing, I need you to play with Olaf while I finalise the details for the Winter Ball. And have you been pigging out on all the chocolate again!? Did you save any for me? And hey Kristoff! How's Sven?"
"Okays Elsa! We were going to build a snowman with the kids that came to visit anyway. Do you want to come along?"
"You know I would love to Anna, but I'm simply drowning in paperwork already…"
"Alright Elsa, we understand! And oh, Elsa?"
"Hm?"
"Why is there a white-haired boy under your desk?"
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Ooh haha cliffhanger n_n Reviews are very very welcome! :) Positive criticism, keyboard smashes or any suggestions too! ^^