"Okay guys! Are you ready for our picnic?" Asked mom and dad as we stood in front of them.
"Yes! Yes we are!" Me and my eight year old twin sister, Evangeline, yelled in excitement. My dad and mom smiled at both of us. Dad then reached into the pocket of his blue hoodie, one he usually always wore other than his royal attire, and pulled out a small snowglobe. He held it in front of him and whispered "Burgess" and threw it right in front of him, opening a huge portal that swirled in color.
"Wow!" We cried out in unison. Mom and dad then held their hands out for us to take. Me and Evangeline held hands and I held mom's with the other one and Evangeline held onto dad's.
"On three guys." Mom said to us.
"One," We counted together, "two, three!" And we all ran into the swirling portal. Within seconds, we were transported to my dad's hometown. Instead of being right in the town, we were at a huge pond!
"Look at all the little fishies in there!" gasped Evangeline who ran over to the pond and knelt down on the edge to look at them. I chased after her and knelt down beside of her to look down in the pond. There were a lot of fishes swimming around in there.
"Look at that big one over there!" I cried, pointing my finger at a fish not too far from us. It looked to be about two feet long and once it heard me, it swam in the other direction away from us.
"Come on you guys. Your dad and I need your help to set up the picnic." Mom said to us, bending over us to where we could see her reflection in the water.
"But we want to continue to look at the fishes!" I whined, sticking my bottom lip out. Mom smiled at me.
"We can continue to look at them after our picnic, okay?" She stood back up and reached her hands out to us. Me and Evangeline stood back up and took her by the hand and she led us back to where dad was laying out the blanket for us to sit on.
"Here Ivan! You can set the bread, cheese, ham,baloney, peanut butter, and jelly out." Dad said to me, handing me a small basket that contained the items. I gladly took it and sat down and began to take them out one by one and placing them carefully on the blanket. Dad handed another small basket to Evangeline and she began to place them on the blanket as well.
"Oh darn! We forgot the cups!" Mom said, looking around the basket she had in her hand.
"No we didn't." said dad. He held both hands out and ice swirled around his hands before finally forming crystal cups. "Now we have cups." He smirked at my mom who shook her head at him, leaning over to take the cups and give him a kiss.
"Ew!" Me and Evangeline both cried out in disgust, making faces at them. Mom and dad both laughed at us.
"EWW" all you want you two, but when you both get your boyfriends or girlfriends, I will go "EW!" every time I see you guys kiss." Dad stuck his tongue out at us. I stuck mine back out at him and he quickly pounced on me and began tickling my stomach.
"How dare you stick your tongue out at the tickle monster?!" Dad playfully yelled as he continued to tickle me.
"Dad! Stop!" I yelled in between my uncontrollable laughter. I could hear my sister and mom giggling behind us.
"Alright you two. Quit playing and let's eat." Mom said to us. Dad stopped ticking me and gave me a kiss on the forehead, helping me sit up.
"Yeah! 'Cause I'm starved!" I said, grabbing two loaves of bread and looking around at the food, thinking about what to put on it. Everyone began to pick their food out and place it on their sandwiches. We all talked as we ate. Mom and Dad asked us how school was going for us. We were being home schooled at the castle by our teachers Mr. Hamblin and Mrs. Tetra.
I didn't like him, but I did like Mrs. Tetra for she was very nice to both me and my sister. Mr. Hamblin looks like he's been around since the stone-age and he is super strict. Whenever I'd mess up on my cursive, he'd make me rewrite it 15 times over 'till I got it right. He never fussed at Evangeline for she is the best one out of the both of us and he praises her whenever she turns in her homework on time, which is always completely correct by the way, and on her wonderful handwriting and her ability to answer just about every single question he asks us.
One night, I managed to make him leave early because he had been fussing at me over leaving our lessons multiple times so I could go to the kitchen and hang around the maids. He kept on yelling at me, saying that my education is the key to success and that I should focus more on learning than watching the maids. I wasn't even watching them! I just hang around them because I like learning to cook, and because I love food as well. He punished me by making me write "Education is the key to success, not the maids." Stupid, right? But anyway, as I was writing it, I was so angry that I had managed to lower the temperature in the entire room, making it really cold. He began shivering and asking the both of us if we were cold. Since both me and my sister can control ice and snow, we're also immune to the extreme temperatures, not once ever feeling cold. I shook my head and continued to write, glancing up at Evangeline every now and then, only to see her giving me a angry look. She knew I was the one making the room cold.
She excused herself and ran off to find mom and dad. She told them about what I had done and dad had to send a bundled up Mr. Hamblin home on a carriage. After he got sent home, I got a lecture from my parents.
"Ivan, how could you do that to Mr. Hamblin?" Mom asked me, her hands on her hips. I looked down at the ground and shrugged my shoulders.
"You do know Mr. Hamblin is really old and he can't exactly handle the cold very well anymore, right?" Dad said to me, standing alongside mom. "He could get really sick."
"I didn't mean to." I muttered. I was beginning to feel really bad now.
"But why did you do it Ivan?"
"Honey, you have to tell us why you did that."
"I said I didn't mean to, okay!" I shouted at mom and dad as I cried. I kept crying, hiccuping as I did. "H-He made me write d-down that "E-Education is the k-key to success, n-not the maids," because I kept going into the kitchen to watch them fix supper."
"Why were you going in there?" Asked dad.
"B-because I would rather be in the k-kitchen learning h-how to cook, than to be w-writing down stupid lesson after lesson." I continued to cry. I cried for what felt like a long time, covering my face with both my hands. I then felt someone's hands on mine and gently pry them off my face. I looked up and it was both mom and dad kneeling down in front of me.
"Ivan, you need to stop crying, please." Dad said to me, holding my hands.
"I'm so sorry." I cried.
"It's not us you have to apologize to." Mom said to me, cleaning my face with a napkin. "It's Mr. Hamblin you should apologize to." I nodded my head at them.
"Just promise us you won't do that again." Dad said.
"I promise." I said softly.
"Now, tomorrow, we're going to take you to Mr. Hamblin's house and you're going to apologize to him, alright?" Mom said to me. I nodded my head.
"Now, go up to your room." Dad said to me and I did.
The very next day before I left with mom and dad to go see Mr. Hamblin, I snuck into the kitchen early in the morning and prepared some homemade chicken soup that I had came up with myself. I put mini potatoes, carrots, a little bit of cabbage, and some herbs in it. Man, it smelled so delicious! After I was done, I put it in a small pot and waited on mom and dad to take me with them.
When we finally reached his house, his wife, Mrs. Hamblin, old lady but very, very sweet, let us in. Mom and dad waited for me in the living room and Mrs. Hamblin took me to her and her husband's bedroom. Mr. Hamblin was sitting up on his bed, holding a napkin to his nose as he sneezed and sneezed. When he saw me, he gave me a small, stern look. I held the pot up in front of me, showing him I meant no harm.
"I came to apologize." I said to him, still standing at the door. "I didn't mean to make the room cold and get you sick. I really am sorry."
Mr. Hamblin continued to look at me sternly, but then his eyes grew soft. He then motioned me to come forward. Once I did, I lifted up the bowl towards him and he took it in his hands, and opened the top up. The soup was still really warm and the aroma lifted up into the air, making the whole room smell good. He leaned over the pot and smelled it, a smile coming over his face.
"This smells really good! What is it?" He asked me.
"It's home made chicken soup. I made it up myself." I said to him, smiling. He nodded his head and told me to go into the kitchen down the hall and get two small bowls and spoons. I did what he told me and I came back with them. He carefully poured some of the soup into both bowls, handing me one along with a spoon. We both ate in silence. Once he was done, he smiled down at me.
"Thank you! This really seems to help me right now." He said, patting my head. "And, I should apologize to you too."
My eyes widened in surprise at him. "What?" I asked.
"I'm sorry for fussing at you over going into the kitchen alot. I really shouldn't have done that. I just think that you have great promise. I know you're a very smart student even though you don't always turn in homework on time. I just want you to excel in your academic lessons. But, it clearly shows that you are a very gifted cook though."
I grinned at him and for the first time, I actually really began to like him. Ever since that day, Mr. Hamblin was nicer to me. Yes, he still kept on making me rewrite sentences or do extra homework when I disobeyed, but he promised me that whenever I would finish my school work early, he would let me leave early so I could go to the kitchen and learn more about cooking, or even if it was to go outside and have fun.
"It's going good!" I said, biting into my sandwich.
"We're going to learn about the history of Arendelle next week." Evangeline piped up.
"Oh, that's great!" Mom exclaimed.
"Yeah! But, I'd like to learn more about the history here in dad's hometown." I said, glancing at dad.
"Sure! I could probably borrow some more old textbooks that uncle Jamie still has when he gets off of work later." Dad said to me. I smiled and nodded my head at dad.
Once we were done eating, we began to pack up.
"Mommy, can we look at the fishies real quick again before we go?" Evangeline asked.
"Sure we can honey." Mom said, standing up.
"Would you like to learn how to catch a fish?" Dad suggested. Me and Evangeline nodded our heads.
I finished packing while they headed towards the pond. As I finally closed the lid on the last basket, something black caught my eye. I turned my head and saw it was a black swallowtail butterfly. It landed on the handle of one of the baskets, flickering its wings. I slowly edged towards the butterfly so I could try to catch it. I got barely about a few inches close to it when it flew away into the woods. I looked back at mom and dad who were trying to show Evangeline how to fish. I then glanced back at the butterfly that was now beginning to disappear from view. I contemplated whether to stay here or follow it. I made up my mind and chased after it. I ran into the woods, trying to chase after the butterfly as fast as I could. Every now and then it would stop and rest on a branch and once I'd get close to it, it'd fly off.
I ran for what felt like a mile before I stopped to catch my breath. I looked up to see the butterfly hovering over a small hole in the ground. The hole had wooden bars over it. I walked up to the butterfly and watched it fly down in between the wooden bars, down it. I tried to see where it went but I couldn't see anything because of the wood. I looked around to make sure there wasn't anybody around me and I put my hand over the wooden bars. I concentrated my energy and blasted ice onto the wooden bars. Either my ice was too strong or the wood was just weak for it gave away as soon I was was done.
I knelt down and looked into the hole, hoping to see the butterfly. I leaned forward a little more to try to look around but everything was just too dark. I leaned down more and suddenly, my hand that I was leaning on gave away and I fell into the dark hole, screaming. I fell with a loud thud onto the ground.
"Ow!" I said, rubbing the back of my shoulder. I looked around me and I didn't see anything but what appeared to be a long hall. I looked back up at the hole where the sunlight was streaming into, thinking that maybe I should leave and get out of here. Just as I was about to, I heard a voice not too far from me. Curious to see what it was, I flicked my hand and a blue orb appeared in my hand, helping illuminating the dark hall. I slowly and carefully walked down before turning the corner. I looked down and a huge dark room below me. There were tons of staircases all around the room that led to just about everywhere. There was even what appeared to be small cages hanging from the ceiling. I gulped, thinking now that this had been a bad idea.
I glanced back down and saw what appeared to be a large black globe in the center of the room. It was really similar to Grandpa North's Globe of the World that he had in his workshop, except this one wasn't as big. I glanced around the room, checking to see if maybe there was someone down here but I couldn't see anything. I then began to make my way down the staircase. It took me a little while to get down to the center of the room for the staircases led pretty much everywhere. Once I finally got off of them, I made my way towards the globe. It had small, yellow lights all over it. It had all the continents, towns, and states labeled in small letters. I knew about more than half of their names for whenever dad got to borrow Uncle Jamie's old school textbooks, I'd sit down and read them. Sometimes I'd have to wait to after Evangeline got a hold of them but I didn't have to worry about her keeping them for long because she could read a whole entire book in just an hour. They were a whole lot more interesting than the books we had back in Arendelle.
I reached up to touch the globe, when I heard a loud noise behind me that startled me accompanied by a male voice.
"Who are you and what are you doing in my lair?!" I heard a male voice scream at me. I quickly spun around in time to see a gray hand reach towards me. I quickly ducked out of it's reach and ran around behind the globe, trying to get out of this person's way. I heard a couple crashing noises coming from the other side where I had recently stood when they abruptly stopped. I peered over the edge of the globe and looked around. I didn't see him. I slowly turned to look the other way and once I did, I looked straight into the face of the man. I screamed and stumbled back. I turned away and tried to run for the stairs when he suddenly appeared out of nowhere in front of me. I backed away from him and he kept walking straight towards me.
"I-I'm really sorry! I didn't mean to trespass in your home!" I stammered. I was really scared. I wanted to scream for mom and dad but I didn't know if they'd be able to hear me.
"Why are you here?" The man hissed at me. He was a really tall and slender man. He had a skinny pointy face that had wrinkles on it and had white hair that spiked in the back. The thing that caught my eye the most was his eyes. They were practically golden in color but really dim.
"Please! I'm sorry!" I said to him, practically on the verge of crying. "I'll leave and I'll promise to never come back here! I'll never disturb you again! Please!"
The man stopped walking towards me. He cocked his head to one side at me, examining my face. He squinted his eyes at me before widening them in surprise. He then changed his tone of voice.
"Oh, I'm so sorry my boy!" He said, patting my head. "I didn't mean to scare you. I just haven't exactly had any visitors in quite a long time and I thought maybe you were an intruder."
"Oh." I said, still shaking and quite taken aback by his quick change of tone.
"Are you okay?" He asked me, bending down in front of me. I nodded my head at him. He studied my face a little bit more before standing back up and walking past me. He walked back towards the globe and stood in front of it, staring at it. I turned to look up where the exit was and then back at him. Something kept telling me to leave, but I wanted to know who this man was. I walked up to him and stood beside him in front of the snow globe. I stood staring at it for a while before I mustered up the courage to speak to him.
"This globe looks alot like the one my Grandpa has." I said. I wanted to smack myself in the head for letting that information out.
"Really?" He asked me, continuing to stare at the globe. "What does your grandfather do?"
"He- um- makes toys for children." I said. We continued to stand in silence when I heard a low grumbling sound. I looked up at him and realized it was coming from his stomach.
"I'm sorry." He said, laying a hand on his stomach. "I haven't eaten anything in quite a while."
My eyes widened up and I reached into my pocket, pulling out my sandwich that I had wrapped up before I had finished packing our picnic stuff up. I was planning on giving it to Sven, Uncle Kristoff's reindeer. I held it out in front of me at him. He didn't seem to notice so I reached out and tugged on his black robe. He looked down at me and I held the sandwich out farther to him.
"Here! It's mayonnaise, cheese, and baloney. I don't know if you like it but it is really good I wouldn't want you to starve." I said to him. He hesitated before reaching out and taking the sandwich from me.
"Thank you." He smiled. He sat down in front of the globe and the sandwich. I sat down as well next to him, but not too close. I kept squinting my eyes for it was really hard to see in here.
"I'm sorry if it's really dark in here." He said, continuing to eat. I shook my head.
"Nah, it's okay. I can make it a bit less dark." I suggested. He looked at me confused and watched as I held my hand out and made a small, glowing orb appear in my hand, helping to illuminate the room. He continued to watch me with curiosity.
"How did you do that?" He asked me.
"I just can." I said. "Both my mom and dad can do this. Pretty cool, huh?"
"Yeah, that is pretty cool. " He said in awe, his eyes widening.
We sat together for quite a while before I quickly realized how late it must be getting and that I had to return back to mom and dad as soon as possible.
"Oh man! I better leave mister! My mom and dad might be looking for me!" I exclaimed as I stood back up.
"Well then you better get going." He said as he stood up, motioning to the exit at the top of the stairs. I nodded and ran towards them. I stopped at the first step and turned back around to face him.
"Oh! Earlier you asked me what my name was." I said, remembering our meeting. He nodded his head at me. I walked back up to him and extended my hand out.
"My name is Ivan. Ivan Frost." I grinned at him. A slow growing grin came over his face and he took my hand, shaking it.
"My name is Pitch Black." He said to me.
Author's Note: Oh my goodness! I was so excited when I wrote this story! I hope you guys all loved this. This is just a one-shot (sort of) sequel to A Frozen Love. This is the story that I will continue in the sequel that will follow a Frozen Love. I'm still thinking about whether to go with a different title or with the same, but I will let you all know. Just keep an eye out please and please please favorite, follow, and review! Thank you all so much!