Melting The Ice- A Hiccelsa Fanfiction (On hold)

Chapter One: Sailing

Elsa

I let the wind take my hair. It blows behind me, no longer in it's braid, but loose and curly. I smell the salty sea air, and I look at the gulls above us. I look down at the shimmering sea, and smile as dolphins jump along the boat. I place my hands on the railing, and let the summer breeze blow through my sailing dress. It's not my favorite ice dress. It keeps on melting, so Anna bought me a cotton blue dress. It matches the sky. The sleeves stop at my elbows. The courset is a V-neck. It's actually quite comfortable.

I open my eyes again, and the wind stings them. Oh well, I like it, and I'm used to it. I've been sailing for nine years. I'm thirty years old. Jeesh. I feel all old. Eh, I'm not too old.

I hear footsteps behind me, and I turn to see Anna standing next to me, smiling.

"Hey sis," she says. I smile at her.

"Hey Anna."

"So, we're going to Berk?" I look at her flowing hair in the wind. She's let her braids out, and her strawberry hair is all wavy. Then I catch her words. Berk. I'm still not sure if we should go to Berk. There are Vikings there, and I had heard that they aren't very friendly.

"I don't know yet," is what I say. Then, Jack walks up to us. He scowls.

"I don't want to go to Berk," he says. I look at him.

"But we have to. It's our goal! It's the one place that we haven't been!"

"I don't care, we shouldn't go."

"You didn't act like this when we were headed to North Korea," Anna says. Jack squints.

"That's because I can fly you two out of there. I can't fly you out of this place. We won't be the only things in the air." What does he mean? Are there other humans that can fly? Well, Jack and I aren't exactly humans, but we can pass as them. Does he mean birds? Probably. But why can't we just fly, I mean, it's not like the birds will attack us or anything.

"What do you mean?" Anna asks. Jack looks at both of us.

"If you want to go, fine. We'll go. But, we will only be staying for four days."

"WHAT?!?" Anna and I yell in unison. Usually, when we find land, we stay for months. Mainly seven months. We haven't been home in years. Anna has left Kai, our most trusted servant, to run the castle while we're away sailing the world. It was me and Anna's dream. And we're about to accomplish that dream. That is, if we go to Berk. It's our last destination, and then we will sail home. Hopefully. Our previous destination was Burgess, and Jack actually made a friend there, Jamie. He was a cute kid, but we had to leave. Anna and I made some strange friends there, as well. Their names were North, Tooth, Bunny, and Sandy. They were a strange, but interesting little group of people. Tooth fandomed over teeth, North had a white beard, and always referenced things toward his belly. Bunny was sarcastic, and HATED Jack. Jack kept on calling him Kangaroo, and Anna and me kept on punching him and lecturing him. He's so immature. Anyways, Sandy was in love with the beach. He liked the sand. Yes, they were strange indeed. But I liked them.

Anna leans on the railing and pouts.

"I can't believe you're so selfish," she scowls at Jack.

"I'm selfish? I'm trying to protect you two! Our Mother and Father counted on me to do so, and you know it!" Jack scowls. A tear rolls down my cheek. Jack immediately looks sad.

"Elsa, no, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have brung up the subject. It's too soon. Please don't cry." I smile at him as he hugs me, and Anna joins the group. Tears fall down all of our cheeks. Mother and Father had died a year ago, while going to see Rapunzel, our cousin. She had been returned from kidnapping, and we we're the first to visit and celebrate her. We had the funeral at her kingdom. A few minutes later of crying, Jack says something stupid as usual, and Anna and me laugh.

"You're so immature," I giggle. Jack rolls his eyes.

"I'm sorry, but who's the eldest?" he says. I laugh even more.

"I am," I say. He scowls.

"By four minutes!"

"I'm still older. That's why I have the burden of the kingdom. Budum-tshhh," I giggle. Anna and Jack laugh, and we sail more. And more. And more. Eventually, the sun starts to fade, and the moon comes out.

Jack, for some reason, loves the moon. I don't know why. He stays up till one in the morning just staring at it. Only on new moons does he sleep on time. It's interesting, and suspicious, but I don't judge him. He is my brother, after all.

"Well, let's go *yawn* Anna," I say. Anna nods tiredly, and we head to the bedchambers.

I rest my head on the the pillow, and close my eyes. Tomorrow, we will arrive on the shores of Berk.