Frozen: Brooklyn's Snowflake

Chapter 17 - Olaf's Frozen Adventure

Sorry about the long wait for this chapter! One more chapter for this special before Frozen 2.

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Sven glanced up at the arrival of Brooklyn in his stables, cooing gently, as Brooklyn sat down on a bale of hay, deep in thought, wondering how he was gonna find a good tradition for his girlfriend and sister.

"I think you're lucky to have only Kristoff as one of your family, Sven. You probably don't even worry about what your birth family traditions are," Brooklyn muttered to himself, hands on his chin and knees when Olaf rushed in.

Brooklyn looked over at the snowman as he had a big smile on his face. "I have an idea!" He shouted joyfully. "And what is that?" Brooklyn asked glumly, Sven looking rather confused. Olaf turned to the reindeer. "Anna, Elsa and Brooklyn don't have any family traditions!"

Sven looked saddened at that as Olaf nodded. "Ya think?" Brooklyn huffed, rolling his eyes at the snowman's obvious statement. "Yes, I know it is sad... but I got the solution!"

The gargoyle stiffened a bit. "As long as it isn't dangerous, would it help us gain a tradition?" Brooklyn asked. Olaf nodded again. "We'll go and find the best tradition in the kingdom you guys would have ever seen... and bring it back to the castle!" He raised his stick arm. "Are you with me?" Brooklyn thought that wasn't too bad as he saw Sven go for the high five but accidentally knocked off the snowman's hand.

"Ow!" Olaf exclaimed, still smiling. Brooklyn shook his head, chuckling. "Here," He said, placing the arm back on. Olaf giggled, taking Brooklyn's hand and dragging him outside. "Let's go find their tradition!" Seven pulled the duo in the sled down the street.

As long as this doesn't end in disaster... the gargoyle thought to himself as they reached their first house which had quite a lot of candy cane decorations. Olaf sauntered up to the door while Brooklyn remained in the sled. "Wow, festive!" Olaf commented, tapping his fist on the door.

"Coming!" Called a woman's voice. She opened the door with her two kids. Brooklyn smiled and waved shyly as the mother nodded her head to him. "Good afternoon. I am Olaf and..." Olaf was interrupted when the boy wanted to hug him. "Hey, Olaf!"

Olaf held up his hand. "Let me finish, and I like warm hugs. These are my associates: Sven and Brooklyn. The three of us are going door to door looking for family traditions. Tell us yours, and we'll decide if it's special enough."

The mother was wondering why until Brooklyn offered his piece. "For the Queen and Princess. And I want to impress my girlfriend with the best tradition," He admitted, looking down with a tint of dark red on his face, the daughter giggling. The mother smiled at his words. "Oh, we make candy canes together," She offered, handing him and Olaf a candy cane.

Brooklyn looked his over with a smile and gave it a lick, which tasted sweet like he expected. But for Olaf he decided to try it out as a nose, making him giggle. "Sugar Rush!" He chortled. The son rolled his eyes. "Uh, you're supposed to eat it."

Olaf looked stunned. "Eat my new nose? Why would I do that?" The boy smiled. "Because it's that time of year!"

Both Brooklyn and Olaf gave each other a glance, Olaf smiling bigger and Brooklyn had a feeling they weren't done with their mission yet.

They kept it up by visiting more houses, and Olaf began his own singing tune while Brooklyn supervised his saftey.

"Happy, merry, holly, jolly Season's greetings here

I'm wondering what your family does

At that time of year

Love and joy and peace on earth