Let The Storm Rage On: A Jelsa Fanfic

Elsa

Jack

I wake up. My head is killing me. The girl from before is looking out the window. My hand twitches. I move it and form ice. I make a rabbit with it. It dances around the room and makes its way around the girl and she turns around. Frightened wonder shines in her face as the rabbit hops around her. She then lays eyes on me.

"Did I scare you?" I ask.

"No, but... you..." She stutters. "You look... Familiar."

I raise my eyebrows. "You can see me?"

She gives me a look. "Yeah... Why?"

"That's almost the first."

"Oh my god. I'm so dumb. Are you alright? You had a pretty nasty fall back there."

"Umm... I'm fine, I think. How long was I asleep?" I ask.

"About two weeks."

"By the way, do you know that there's a talking snowman in your courtyard? He said something about having a different color flower in your yard other than blue. Oh, and don't do yellow."

She giggles. "Yeah, that's Olaf. He says stuff like that all the time."

"He introduced himself. And someone in the castle, I think it's your sister, was pretty pissed off at those ice monsters and she yelled at them."

"What'd she say?"

"She said 'IT'S STILL NOT NICE TO THROW PEOPLE!!!!!!!!!'. And she had lots of chocolate crumbs on her face."

"Yep. That's Anna, my sister."

There is silence. I maybe think something's warming up. "What did you say your name was?" I ask.

"Elsa." She starts blushing.

"Hi, Elsa. I'm Jack."

She looks at me with shock. "What's your last name?"

I give her a look. "Frost..."

Her shock grows. "Oh my god it's you."