A/N: so this idea intrigued me. I watched episode 4.02 and I just thought to myself, 'hey let's do an Emma and Elsa fanfic.'So this is it. Few things though. Emma will be a dude. Things with Hook disgust me cause I hate him so obvs that never happened. The Regina and Robin problem has still happened but will be a bit different. Some hints of a SWANQUEEN, i do love that ship but this is seriously not leaving my mind...So here it is. Endgame is FrozenSwan.
Disclaimer: OUAT characters are not mine.
A True FairyTale
Prologue
She was stunned, couldn't move. She had no idea things could end up this way. She didn't know she could feel this way. She never imagined she'd be in the position she was in. But she was. She was and she watched them. Watched how he smiled and spun her around, lifting her off the ground. Her mouth dropping to the floor as she watched them glide perfectly along the dance floor, smiles on their faces. She watched, helplessly, as they waltzed around, dancing their beautiful dance. She watched, tears threatening to spill, as everyone smiled for them and as her son smiled for his father. This was supposed to be her day. Not the one he was with now. She was meant to dance with him for the first dance at the ball.
She, Regina Mills, was meant to be married Emmett Swan, not some young 25 year old Queen. Even if this queen was the Snow Queen. Emmett and Elsa were never meant to happen. It wasn't in the book. Yet as she stood in her elegant ball grown, she watched the impossible become possible. She watched Emmett Swan and now Elsa Swan dance gracefully on the dance floor and watched all of Storybrooke dance as well, just not as gracefully. She watched as they finished. Watched as everyone left for the evening except the Charmings, her and her son, and a few others whom she didn't care to know, who left back to the Charming apartment. Watched a little 4 year old Neal climb into his nephew's lap. Wordlessly moved to the family room to sit on the couch for a quite family night. She watched as a young snowy haired boy jumped up into Emmett's lap, gave him a toothy grin and said, "Papa will you tell me the story of how you and mama got together. Please."
She watched as Emmett smiled and watched the love fill his eyes as everyone heard the Snow Queen speak, in a voice like silk. "Of course Olaf. However perhaps Henry could tell it better than Emmett. Henry was always good at telling stories." She closed her eyes as she heard her 17 year old son chuckle and say, "Yeah Olaf, I'll tell ya how." She let the tears fall as her son recounted the fairy tale of Emmett Swan and Queen Elsa. The one story that was never meant to happen. The one, true to its name, fairy tale.
So this is it so far lol bare with me on the process