Let The Storm Rage On: A Jelsa Fanfic

The Big Day- For Real This Time. Seriously. Believe me.

A few days later...

Jack

I finish buttoning up my shirt and then tie a bow tie, which is surprisingly impossible to do, and it's super uncomfortable. I then throw on the jacket and pick up the corsage. I grin with an idea that's fresh in my mind. I throw the corsage in a trash can I hold my hand out. Ice crystals flow out into the shape of the rose and it compresses into the shape. I laugh and put the ice rose in my jacket pocket. It's a nice little surprise for Elsa.

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Elsa

Hannah finishes pulling my hair back into its little ponytail and reaches for the hair accessories. She starts to clip it in my hair, but I stop her. She has a confused look.

"I have a better idea," I say. She nods, placing the hair clip down. I pull off my lace glove and lightly make small snowflakes over my head. I then let them fall into my hair. I look in the mirror and smile. Anna grins wildly and claps, placing the tiara on my head. I thank her as I head for the church.

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3rd person POV

People flood into the room in a slight, unnoticeable panic, due to what happened last time, even though they added extra guards into the room. Music begins to play as bridesmaids (Anna being one of them), best men, etc. enter the room. Jack Frost then enters and goes to the center of the platform and waits anxiously. He touches his drooping ice corsage to restore it to its first quality. He runs a finger through his hair. Then, the doors open again.

A small silhouette places a quick hand at the top of her head. The silhouette then turns into Queen Elsa. An unheard breath of panic comes from the pews. Jack does the same. However, it is of nervousness, not worry. She looks at the crowd grinning slightly at Kristof, Olaf, her cousin and her husband.

Kristof then whispers to Olaf, "Did Jack do the corsage out of ice?" Olaf nods. "I think I might cry."

She gets there and takes Jack's hands. The priest says what they do at weddings. And they whisper to each other.

"You look beautiful," Jack says.

Elsa smiles. "Thank you." Her eyes trace over the corsage. "Wait... Did you make that?"

"I was about to ask the same thing about your hair."

"Yes."

"And... Yes."

They laugh a little. The priest's voice comes back in. "As long as you both shall live?" They pause. Who was that meant for. Elsa nods at Jack.

"Oh!" He says, laughing a little. "I do."

The priest nods and looks at Elsa. "Queen Elsa. Do you wish to have Jack Frost as your lawfully wedded husband? In the good and the bad, for better or for worse, as long as you both shall live?"

Elsa looks down and makes a face. The crowd leans forward. She looks up confidently. "I do." She said.

"Good," Jack sighed in relief. "I was getting worried for a second." The crowed laughs a little.

The priest nods and smiles. "Does anyone object the marriage of these two people?" The people look forward.

"Wait!" A cry from the middle of the room echoes. Kristof runs up to the centre of the room. "Not without me saying this." He grabs Anna's hand. "Anna, I knew there was something special about you the first day we met. In a good way. Even though you told me you got engaged to someone you just met. You're sweet, kind, and you never know what's going to happen in your life."

"Like chocolate?" Anna asks.

Kristof laughs. "Yes. Like chocolate. And that's why I'd like to say this." He reaches into his pocket and pulls out a box, while kneeling down on one knee. "Will you marry me, Anna?" Anna's face turns pink. Grinning and looking over at Elsa.

"Go ahead," she says. Anna smiles the biggest smile in the room and nods, grabbing Kristof's hands and spinning him around in a circle.

"Now then," the priest says. "The couples may now kiss their bride and fiancé." They pull each other in and kiss and the crowd claps and 'awwwws' at the same time. "Ladies and Gentlemen, may I present, Mr. and Mrs. Frost!"