till death do us part.

this is a fanfiction that is different from other jelsa fanfictions. what if elsa and jack grew up together as children, and elsa was there to witness jacks death? what if when jack got out of the water, he had no existing memory of elsa? and he got to fall in love with her all over again?

Elsa walked with her father and mother in the village. her mother was holding her baby sister, Anna, and her daddy was holding her hand. Elsa ran up to a bread stand and smiled, looking at all the mouth watering bread. Elsa's dad grabbed a cinnamon bun and handed it to Elsa. Elsa looked up at her father who was smiling. she took a big bite of the cinnamon bun, and smiled, she had never tasted such sweet bread in her life. all the castle bread has a sourish taste to it. making it hard to eat. but this? Elsa just stuffed in her mouth. "stay close Elsa." her mom cautioned. who just so happens to be the queen.

her father, the king, nodded at her mothers words. elsa smiled and went walking past fish stands, and antigue shops. her heart stopped when she saw the flower cart. the colors were so viberant, she walked up and looked at the flowers. a plump woman wearing a flower apron over a flower dress wearing a straw sun hat, saw Elsa and smiled. "aw, princess. do you see something you like?" Elsa nodded to the woman. the woman picked up a blue rose and placed it in Elsa's hair. just above her hairband. Elsa smiled, and gave a shangle to the woman, but the woman wouldnt take it. "consider it as a gift." Elsa smiled and stood still staring at the flowers.

meanwhile an eager jack frost ran around the village. his brown hair messy, and his brown eyes filled with wonder. he saw a really pretty girl at the flower stand. she had platniam blonde hair braided in the back and big blue eyes. she was wearing a blue dress and a black headband in her hair. with a blue flower just above it.

jack being the confident 10 year old he is walked up to her and stared at the flowers too. "what is so special about flowers to you?" the girl asked him he looked at her to see her smiling at him. "i dont know. i came over here because you were. but i would say its because they are really pretty." the girl still smiling tilted her head. "really? me too!"

jack smiled at the girl. "hey you wanna play?" the girl looked uncertain. she looked behind her, then to her hands. "okay." she nodded the smile returning to her face. jack took her hand and walked with her around the market place, showing her around. "what is your name?" jack asked the girl when the got to a wood carver shop. jack was going to buy her a peice of wood with her name on it, so they can paint it together.

"my name is elsa." jack smiled handing two shingles to the wood carver, and looked at elsa. "well elsa, im jack I'm 10 years old." jack smiled as if bragging. elsa smiled too. "I'm 9." elsa let go of jacks hand, and watched the wood carver work. jack may be twelve...but he likes elsa and wants to be her friend. the wood carver handed jack the peice of wood that said elsa in very cool handwriting. elsa looked at it too. "i will buy the paint this time." jack nodded and fallowed elsa to the paint shop.

elsa bought all of her favorite colors, and dropped them on the sidewalk of town. they popped open a green, and jack started painting the E. elsa popped open the purple and painted the border. jack reached for the pink as elsa did and the bumped hands. both kids apologized and continued to paint.

jack was a mischivous child and splatered blue paint on elsas cheek. elsa laughed and splatered jack with yellow paint on his arm. then they were in this all out paint war, until they got tired. then they went back to painting the sign.

"Elsa!" elsa herd her mother call. "uh oh. jack what am i going to do?! i have paint all over me!" jack felt guilty because it was of course his fault. Elsa could see her mom walking towards them with her baby sister. "oh well forget about it. wanna play tomorrow?" jack nodded and elsa kissed his cheek running to her mom.

jack didnt think about the kiss. to him it meant nothing. jack looked at the sign and the paint. he picked them up and ran home. since they didnt finish it today, he will finish it and give her it as a present tomorrow.

he smiled and ran home to his mom.