It was early in the morning and Princess Isis of Arendelle was trying to sleep. Her little sister, Princess Kit, stood beside her bed waiting for Isis to wake up. "Psst! Isis! Wake up, wake up, wake up!" She pleaded. "Kit, go back to sleep." Isis teased. "The sky is awake, so I'm awake so we have to play!" Kit said as she rolled on Isis' back. "Go play by yourself." Isis said gently pushing Kit off of the bed. Kit gasped and stood in front of Isis. "Do you wanna build a snowman?" Kit smiled as they ran out into the ballroom. They laughed. "Do the magic! Do the magic!" Kit exclaimed. "Okay." Isis said as she circled her hands creating a snowball surrounded by small snowflakes. She threw it into the air as it exploded creating a snowflake followed by flurries. Kit jumped off of a big mountain of snow as Isis created more so Kit wouldn't fall. The floor began to get slippery as Isis slipped accidentally shooting Kit in the face with ice. Before Kit fell into a coma from a dark concussion, she shot fire at Isis' legs, giving her second degree burn
"Mama! Papa!" Isis cried for their parents.
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Jack Frost and Isis: A Frozen Heart
Romantik"Who are you?" Her middle pitched voice spoke. "Jack. Jack Frost. Guardian of freedom," His blue eyes glistened as he answered her question. "Nice to meet you, Queen." This story is mostly a shipping I was dared to write. I created Isis and Kit by m...
