Elsa’s POV
Ugh.
The feeling of loneliness, again.
Like, seriously.
Rosa’s little shrieks erupted from the hallway, it seemed like her and her parents’ new most frequent hangout place.
Could they please go to the courtyard so that their happy voices please, please, please not disturb me?
I turned on the little television next to my four poster. I watched the news, and gave a moan of defeat.
Enough happy ‘Anna and Kristoff’ stories already, I thought.
Seriously. Rosa was born six months ago!
Eh, forget it. To make myself useful and squander in self-wait what?
Even my carriage of thought is interrupted these days.
I walked through the corridor-thank goodness, they’re gone-brought up the chocolate bars and smashed on the food processor.
Just because I’m a queen doesn’t mean I can’t do things for myself.
Sheesh, what do people think of princesses these days?
“Not too good things, I expect.”
Why do you know everything I’m thinking about?
“Well, I think it’s because I have physic powers. About that hot chocolate, can I have a cup? I haven’t drank anything for breakfast this morning.”
Jack teasingly flicked my braid behind my back.
How does he know that’s the only thing that does irritate me like heck? But yet, he still does it so well.
“Fine, you win.” I teased, pulling at the sleeve of his hoodie to draw him to the kitchen counter.
“Hey, I don’t know how to make hot chocolate.”
“You liar.” I joked.
He held his hands up in mock defeat.
“Fine, you got me.”
“Nothing in this world’s not received without toil.”
He laughed, and twirled a stray lock from my hair.
“Hey!”
“Hay, is for horses not people. And your hair does look like hay-ouch!”
He ducked as I aimed a hit on his face.
“You’re so naughty, Jack, but I like it in a way.”
He blushed, and then he looked at the processor.
“It’s ready! Let’s go to your room.”
“Wait, I have to add something extra!”
I squirted some cream on our hot chocolates and sprinkled some marshmallows. Jack looked like he was about to drool.
“Come on, puppy dog.”
“Hey, stop teasing me!”
“It’s what friends do!”
Hurry up, the hot chocolate’s melting, and this is getting a little awkward…
“Yeah, ok, let’s go to your bedroom.”
“And hay’s for horses, Jack!”
"Aww, Elsa, you always punch back sweetly."
Why the hell did you say that, it's like super awkward already...
"So do you."
Elsa, shut up.
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Jelsa: Someone Like Me
FanficElsa is jealous of her sister's happy relationships. Turns out, she's the lucky one. Note: No swearing, lemons or stuff like that. E for Everyone.
