Let The Storm Rage On: A Jelsa Fanfic

Lesson 1

Jack

"Okay," I start. "All you need to do is hold your hands out. Then, it should to the frost thing." Elsa holds her hands out. Nothing. "Okay. All you need to do is this." I hold her hands and move them to that it will work. "I think it helps to flinch your hands slightly and then it'll work."

"I think I get it," Elsa says. "Anyways, Jack. I need to talk about you." I turn to her. "You know how I got kidnapped before we were actually married?" I nod. "Well, I was wondering if we could redo the wedding. It'd be the same thing, but... I think you get what I'm saying."

"I get it," I say. "That can happen. Plus, you're the queen. Anything can happen if it's in your power. When should that be?"

"I'd rather it be sooner than later. I mean, the church and the reception's decorations haven't been touched. All we need is the invitations and then a new dress and suit."

"Alright. How about two days from now. We can go get those things tomorrow."

"Okay." Silence fills the bedroom.

"I'm not trying to be a bossy person when I'm not supposed to be," I say. "But I think we should go to bed."

"That's fine," she says. We both plop onto the bed at the same time. "Anyways, Jack. Since when were you ever bossy?"

"Oh, I don't know. I mean, it's your job to run this whole kingdom. I just assumed that it was your job to be half-bossy."

She giggles. "Running a kingdom doesn't really mean that I have to be bossy. Sure I have control, but still."

"Well, then never mind. Night, Elsa."

"Night, Jack."