Disclaimer: I do not own Frozen, nor do I own Hetalia or any of the characters in this fanfiction. Disney owns Frozen and Himaruya owns Hetalia

Cast in this chapter:

Lithuania as Anna

Latvia as Elsa

"The sky is awake…" Eight year old Toris sat up in his bed, eyes glistening with wonder at the display of northern lights outside his window. The bright colors shimmered in the sky, giving the entire room a beautiful glow. He crawled to the foot of the bed and eased himself down, shivering a little as his bare feet hit the cold floor. This display was something that he had never before seen, and he wanted to get a closer look.

Climbing a little clumsily into the window, he pressed his face against the glass in awe. The peaceful greens and blues in the sky were completely breathtaking. They reminded him a little bit of his beloved little brother, his playful and slightly reserved best friend from birth. The other was still fast asleep, curled into a ball with his blankets covering him completely. Surely the six year old wouldn't want to miss out on such a magical sight.

"Raivis," He giggled excitedly as he jumped into his brother's bed. He shook the younger's shoulders gently, easing him into consciousness. "Raivis, wake up. Come see this," he encouraged, giving him one more little shake. "Come on."

"Toris," the other responded into his pillow. He was amused at his big brother's enthusiasm, but was still a bit too tired to respond to it. He shifted a little bit so that he was buried deeper into the comfort of his blankets. "What is it? Go back to sleep."

"But Raivis," Toris pouted, pulling the covers off of the other. "Just look. The sky is awake, so I'm awake." He gave Raivis' arm a little tug, but miscalculated the width of the bed and consequentially slumped down onto the floor. This stirred a reaction from the younger child, who looked down at his brother and giggled.

The lights were indeed beautiful, but Raivis didn't see them in the same way as Toris did. It was a part of the winter time, just like ice and snow. Sure, it was new to him, but in a way he already knew what it was. He pulled the blankets back over his shoulders, watching the lights with admiration but still feeling a bit drowsy. The glow in the room was soothing, and he felt himself drifting back into sleep. His brother would probably notice this and go to bed as well.

Raivis was wrong. Toris seated himself on the floor by his bed, gazing out the window still. It was too late for him to go back to bed; he was too restless now. He didn't want to continue bothering his little brother if he was trying to sleep, but it was all too tempting. The magic outside fueled his desire to play, and there was only one person in the world he wanted to play with right now.

Silence was broken by soft rustling as Toris climbed back into his brother's bed and wrapped both arms around him, cuddling him like a teddy bear. The six year old wrinkled his nose and opened one eye, glancing at his older brother with a little smile before closing his eyes again. Toris and Raivis were inseparable, the only ones who fully understood each other. They knew and relied on each other more than anyone could imagine possible for two small children. Toris decided to give one last shot in getting his brother out of bed, using the same tactic he always used when the other was feeling either distant or in a bad mood. There was never a time that this didn't work, and he was surprised that Raivis didn't expect it by now. Leaning closer, Toris smiled a little bit mischievously before whispering the question in his little brother's ear.

"Do you wanna build a snowman?"

The soft sounds of pattering footsteps and bubbly giggles could be heard across the hallway as the two young princes ran out of their room, hand in hand toward a long staircase. They raced each other down to the floor below, Toris taking the steps while Raivis slid on the stair rail. When they reached the bottom, they joined hands again as they crossed a couple more halls into an open ballroom. Both bounced in excitement as they made their way to the center of the room.

"Do the magic," Toris encouraged eagerly. The younger smiled in response and formed a little flurry of snow between his hands, launching it into the air to fill the top of the ballroom with snow clouds. Toris' eyes sparkled in amazement as the snow began to quickly accumulate on the ground. For extra measure, Raivis extended his power to cover the ballroom floor in a sheet of ice, and coated one half of that in a thick blanket of snow, so they now had both an ice rink and a place to play.

Toris took both of Raivis' hands and skidded along the ice, letting the other use his power to push them along. He held onto his little brother as they skated in circles and only let go of him to flop down into a snow pile. Raivis laughed and decided to join him, jumping into the pile of snow as well.

"Come on, Toris, let's build a snowman!" The younger child exclaimed as he formed a large snowball in his hands and dropped it down onto the ground. Toris started rolling snow to help build the body, and both children worked on the snowman's head together. They purposefully made a unique shape in comparison to the typical snowball head, and it wasn't long at all before their little creation was just about finished.

"Is he done?" Toris asked as he sat down in the snow. Raivis circled around their snowman, inspecting it before shaking his head.

"He doesn't have a nose," he replied. "He needs a nose."

Toris looked over their new friend as well before nodding in agreement. "Yeah… Wait here. I'll be right back."

"Don't slip on the ice!" Raivis burst into laughter as his older brother ran toward the door and inevitably slipped, falling on his butt and sliding a little ways.

"Make the ice go away until I get back," he suggested, trying to stand and sprawling back down.

"I don't know how," Raivis admitted. "Here." He made a path of snow on top of the ice that led to the doorway. "Hurry, don't get caught."

"I won't," Toris promised as he appreciatively crawled onto the soft snow before standing up and rushing out the door. He carefully snuck down the hall and into the kitchen. He hadn't been there more than maybe twice, so it took him awhile to find what he was looking for. When he finally found the fresh vegetables, he grabbed one of the best carrots he could find and ran back toward the ballroom, hoping that he didn't keep his little brother waiting too long.

Raivis was lying in the snow, experimenting with his ice powers while he waited for the other to return. He covered his mouth to suppress a laugh when he heard a shriek as Toris once again slipped on the ice on his way in and fell flat on his back.

"How are you so clumsy?"

"You missed a spot," Toris objected with a lighthearted smile. "But that's ok. You're still learning." He handed the carrot to his little brother and ruffled his hair playfully. "There you are. You can put the nose on if you want to."

"Thanks!" The younger bounded over to the snowman that they built and stuck the carrot in its proper place before taking a step back to admire the work. "What's his name going to be?"

"His name is Olaf," Toris decided. "And he likes warm hugs!"

Raivis giggled with delight and wrapped his arms around the snowman. "I love Olaf."

"Me too." He smiled fondly at his little brother. These were the times that both of them cherished the most, when they could forget about being young princes and could actually act like kids. It was one of the reasons why Toris knew that they would always be best friends forever.

The pair spent the next couple of hours playing together in the snow. They were beginning to think it was time to get back to bed, but Raivis had a better idea for one more game. He formed a snowball in his hands and tossed it at his big brother, successfully striking his shoulder. The other laughed and retaliated with a snowball of his own, but he knew right away that he would be no match.

"You have the upper hand because of your ice powers," he accused, running from his little brother's attacks and hiding behind a snow pile.

"That's the point," Raivis chimed as he chased Toris down. "You're not going to win. You're not good enough with the snow," he teased.

"But I have higher ground now," Toris argued, climbing on top of one of the snow piles and launching a few snowballs down at the six year old. He jumped from one snow pile to another to avoid the retaliations. "Try and catch me!"

Raivis laughed as he tried to chase his brother, occasionally throwing snow at him to slow him down. This was normal for them; they played this way all the time. After all of the times that their parents warned both of them not to play with the ice powers so freely, they never really listened. Toris especially, since he was the eldest, had been warned time and time again not to encourage such free use of the powers. He saw no harm in them despite the constant nagging; never before had Raivis' powers done anything to harm anyone. As far as the two children knew, they were completely harmless.

Neither realized how quickly things could change, and how one moment, one accident, could change their entire lives. And it all happened because of one slip.

Raivis continued to chase his brother, preparing to launch another snowball at him when it happened. One misstep from the snow out onto the ice, and suddenly the younger prince was falling. It wasn't a bad fall of any sort, but it was powerful enough in the moment to send a shockwave of fear through the child's body. The fear transformed the very nature of his powers, and the snow that he intended to launch at Toris turned into an icy blast. The eldest turned at the sound of his brother's frightened cry, and was consequentially struck in the forehead by the unintended shot.

"Toris!" Raivis stared in horror as the eight year old let out a pained cry and crumpled to the ground, unconscious in the snow.

He ran to his brother's side, pulling him into his arms. A shocked gasp escaped his lips as he watched one steak of Toris' dark hair turn white. "No, wake up! Please!" Tears welled up in the young prince's eyes as he began to tremble, holding his dearest friend close to him in some attempt to bring him back. "You're ok, Toris, you're going to be ok…"

Ice and frost filled the room as Raivis started to panic. His brother gave him no response, no indication that he was conscious, let alone alive. A lump formed in Raivis' throat at this realization. He closed his eyes tightly and started to sob, tears rushing down his face as he hugged his brother tighter.

"Mama! Papa!"

Reminder that the story will not follow the plotline of Frozen 100%. Many changes were made purposefully so that my own imagination could be thrown into this. If you like it, please let me know! Thank you!