Author Introduction/note: Uh, hello there. It's been awhile since I have made a new story so I hope you all try to hang in with me. My name is Usagi Uchiha. Some few may know me from my Sailor Moon crossovers or my canon stories. For those who don't know me, that's okay. I just hope you like this idea/plot I have had. Frozen and Rise of the Guardians, plus a few more Disney/Dreamworks minor appearances I have in this story, are some of my most favorite movies of all time and I am glad to be a part of this new and rising fanbase in fanfiction. So, enough about me, on to this story.

Disclaimer: I do not own Frozen, Rise of the Guardians, or any Disney/Dreamworks characters. If I did, somethings would had happened a bit differently. So no suing. This story is rated Teen because of language and some things inappropriate for children. Nothing too racy but just a fair warning.

Wait, What?
A Jelsa fanfiction.
Frozen: After the events of the movie.
Rise of the Guardians: AUish, with Jack still having his powers but his age is older.

Chapter 1:
I have to do what?

After the events of freezing Arendelle, Elsa's life didn't change as much as everyone thought it had. Of course she opened more up to Anna but that was her sister. Elsa still was frightful of the subjects that she ruled over. Not that she was worried about them trying to attack or driving her out of Arendelle. Actually the idea of leaving Arendelle to be on her own again did sound nice... Anyways, Elsa, in fact, still didn't have complete control of her powers of ice and snow. She could control them in the presence of Anna and Kristoff but that was the extent of her limit. So Elsa still spends her time up in the castle and hardly went outside of it's confines. Despite this though, her days after was all but isolated.

On a cold November day, even though Elsa liked the chilliness of the icy wind blowing in castle Arendelle, the snow queen snuggled into her covers in her canopy bed, not wanting to budge an inch. "Oh Elsa!~" A sing-song voice broke the silence. Somebody, more like a little sister, wanted her big sister to wake up. Elsa didn't move but she did open one eye, just like she did when Anna barged in her room when they were little kids.

"Elsa, Elsa! Wake up, sleepyhead! It's almost noon". Anna jumped in the room, wearing her traditional green coronation dress and her hair was pulled back in a simple French bun. "And here I thought you wanted to build a snowman". Elsa groaned, shifting a bit in her cocoon of covers. She then squinted her eyes as Anna abruptly opened Elsa's curtains, the action from the sunlight hitting her face almost render her blind. "Well, that's what I was going to say, but I have something important to announce." Anna replied with a look of importance, unlike her usual cheery and happy face. Whatever it was, it was pretty big news.

Meanwhile, Elsa had proceeded to get up from her pile of blankets. She was regretting ever leaving the warmth from lying in bed but she was up to stay now. Rummaging through her closet, Elsa reached for her traditional dark blue coronation dress, quickly swapping her pale blue nightgown for more appropriate clothing attire. Elsa then did her hair into the familiar French braid. Now her hair was all stylish and neat, which was a fair cry from the long tangled heap of hair she had from sleeping.

"Can it wait, Anna? I'm terribly late for a meeting with the counselors." Elsa, said, her voice a bit muffled as she ducked her head down, looking for her gloves located in her dresser in the far corner of Elsa's room. "I come to wake you up so you aren't late late and this is how you repay me Elsa?" Please listen. This is important." Anna pleaded, getting right into Elsa's line of vision after Elsa had gotten her gloves on and prepared to leave the room. This action prevented the elder sister in leaving right away. Elsa, in turn, gently pushed Anna out of her way. "I'm sorry Anna. It can wait until after the meeting. I have to go..." Her voice trailed off as Elsa's hand reached towards the door and she made her way out of the room. Elsa made almost half way until Anna rushed ahead and stopped Elsa once again.

"No, no. Just listen to me for a change." Anna once again pleaded, looking right into Elsa's eyes. Giving in, Elsa held onto the bridge of her nose. It wasn't like Elsa wanted to go to this meeting like was supposed to anyway. She still wanted to be nestled up in her bed covers. "Okay but make this short please." Jumping up and down, Anna started to stammer. "Well, you see...um... Kristoff and I, we, um". Elsa winced but the action went unnoticed by the excited but jittery Anna. The ice queen counted to ten to find a good opening to counter Anna's confusing statement. "Anna. Calm down and just say what you wanted to tell me." Elsa had grabbed Anna by the shoulders to help stabilize Anna's jerky movements. She waited patiently for her younger sister to speak.

"Okay, don't freak out or anything, but you're gonna be... an aunt!" The color drained from Elsa's face as she tried to process the new and quite strange information that has just entered her brain. "Wait, what?" Anna rolled her eyes at her sister's reaction. Of course Elsa would be confused and not really processing the fact that she was going to be an aunt. "Kristoff and I are going to have a baby. You see when a guy with a thick skull and a fiestypants princess get together..." Elsa winced once again, this time releasing Anna from the grip that she previously did to make Anna stop talking. "Anna, I know how it happens. I was isolated but not that isolated". Elsa's voice was quite firm on the 'that' part but her cheeks were a bit flushed. Coughing into her now retracted hand, Elsa continued. "What I mean was, so soon. I know you gave your marriage to Kristoff two days, but for you to have a child thirty days into your marriage is a little too soon." Elsa's eyes held concern, not for just Anna but for the baby she was carrying. Many thoughts were in Elsa's mind. What if the child developed ice powers like her or something more troubling. True, it was Anna having the baby but her and Elsa were related so who knows what would happen when the child was born. "If it's about the baby inheriting powers, then don't worry. They will have an Auntie that they can talk to". Anna said cheerfully as she beamed at Elsa, her eyes sparkling.

That wouldn't work until the kid was about two. What was going to be done in the previous two years before being two. "We'll talk about this later. I'm very late". And with that, Elsa left Anna, who was still stuck in the hallway, still in a dreamy state of mind.

-Love can unfreeze a frozen heart-

With a light tap on the door, Elsa waited for someone on the other-side of the meeting room. Five, then ten seconds passed before a voice shouted out. "Come in, your majesty." Elsa audibly gulped before she took the door handle and opened the door. What waited her was all of the elders and her attendant, Kai, were sitting around the meeting table, chattering amongst themselves. As Elsa entered the room, they all turned in her direction. After a brief moment, Kai rose from his seat and walked over to the end part of the table and pulled out Elsa's chair for her. Stepping elegantly into the room and towards her seat, Elsa bowed to Kai, which he in turn, returned to his original spot around the table. Once Elsa was seated in chair, one of the garbed elders spoke." So I hear lady Anna has told you about the line of Arendelle continuing on." Wait, so this whole meeting was about Anna and her baby? "Then why am I here? If you want to talk to her about this, you don't need my permission". Elsa's complaint got short by the elder. "No, it's not about that. Your majesty, we think it's time you thought about your own lineage. It would be more fitting if the Queen had gotten married and had a child rather than having to rely on a relative".

Elsa couldn't believe on what they had suggested just now. They weren't serious, were they? Surely not. "This is some kind of mistake..." Her voice was panicky and she swore the table was starting to freeze over due to her new fear. The elder responded with a fist onto the table, shattering some of the ice in the process. "We, the elders do not kid around your majesty. We are preparing a suitor ball in your name as we speak". Elsa's color drained from her face for the second time this day. Why this and why now? She had enough trouble in going to her coronation ceremony. What happened last time couldn't happen again and Elsa was fearful that it would up worse than before.

"Don't I have a say in this?" Elsa muttered, already feeling defeated. "I'm afraid you have no choice. We've already sent invitations to neighboring kingdoms, with a total of sixteen princes, oh, and one king. Well, take care your majesty, we'll see ourselves out". One by one, the elders exited the room, leaving Elsa to deal with the news, all alone. What was she going to do? She took a glance at the invitation and spotted a ice motif on the front. One look towards it was all Elsa needed to have the feeling of dread.

- You are cordially invited to participate in the hand of marriage of Queen Elsa of Arendelle.
Day XX, Year XXXX-

Speaking of suitors, one may have mentioned a king. But what kind of king wasn't married? Far west of Arendelle, was the kingdom of Burgess. Burgess's bordering neighbors Dun Boch and Berk were at war with each other, but the country of Burgess was a neutral party. There was some threats of war but despite that fact, Burgess was the most tranquil of the three kingdoms. Maybe that was because of it's ruler. King Frost, mostly known to the masses outside the country of Burgess, cool and intellectual. That was a farce naturally and all suppose sightings of the king were made by substitutes pretending to be him. No one really knew what the king was like until now.

Two days before the ball in Arendelle, it was a normal peaceful morning in Burgess. A tall but somewhat lanky man sat nestled in the confines in one of the castle's many windows. Wearing light brown leggings, the man's knees were drawn towards his chest, which was covered by a tan crew cut shirt with brown cross-stitching across the top. Finishing the outfit was a dark brown mini cloak which was sitting loosely on his shoulders. A sigh escaped as he looked out of the window, with his dark brown locks framing his manly facial features. His caramel brown eyes however looked bored as he continued to observe the lush greenery and gardens located right outside. And that's how the 'cool and intellectual' King Frost, or Jack as he was called by many, was located at. But why was he sitting in a window and not somewhere else more important? No one could know the reason why because at that moment, a voice rang through the halls.

"Jack..." The sound was coming from far away since the voice echoed throughout the halls. Turning his attention towards the rooms' interior to see who was calling his name. "Jack..." It kept getting closer until loud footsteps were heard and the doors burst open, revealing a young fourteen year old. Her hair was light brown and shaggy, some of it falling in her face, covering her gray-blue eyes. She was wearing a brown dress with a mini cloak just like Jack wore. Her outfit was complete with brown winter boots. This was Jack's younger sister, Emma. "Jack! Come on lazybones. You're late for the meeting with the counsel." She scolded Jack as her hands went on her hips in annoyance.

"Whadya' mean late? I'm always late. Besides, I need to do my usual seven AM routine." Jack laughed, trying to weasel out of going to the meeting. They were just a bunch of old dudes. He figure he would let them do as they pleased anyway. Emma rolled her eyes and sighed. Why was her older brother so difficult to deal with. "You mean how you goof off for hours at a time? What's it going to be this time? Playing darts, being a ventriloquist, or better yet, making a pie". "Hey, in my defense, I make a pretty damn good pie. All of the staff loves them." Emma threw her hands up in the air in frustration. "That's not the point Jack. You need to start attending important things more often. What if ambassadors from Dun Boch or Berk decides to talk about a truce but you're dumb on the situation anf get duped out of some important land, huh?"

"Land, shamand. I don't see what the big deal is. I'll go to the meeting but only to stop you from pestering me. I swear it's you or Toothiania. Besides, if I only did the things you mentioned, it would just be seven fifteen." Jack mentioned before getting up from his window seat and causally walked out the door with Emma trailing behind him. "So, I wonder what the meeting is about" The younger sibling chimed in as she caught up with her brother. Jack eyed Emma as his hands had dropped from behind his head and towards his sides. "What? You don't know either and yet you bug me about it. Jeesh, Emmy, wouldn't it hurt for you to pay attention" Emma, in turn, short Jack a look. "My name's not Emmy. It's Emmaline". "Yeah, but no one calls you that kid". It was true. Not a soul in Burgess called Emma by her real name. Most of them said it was too hard to pronounce. The people also didn't call Jack by his real name but he really didn't care.

"Uugh. Is it really that hard to say?" Emma complained softly, having reached there destination, the meeting room. Without knocking, Jack burst into the room with Emma trailing slowly behind him, clearly embarrassed by Jack's lack of courtesy. "Hey old dudes! What's happen'?" If the saying was heard in another kingdom by another king or Queen, there might had been a reaction but the men on the high court were used to Jack's antics through the years. "Ah, your majesty. You are somewhat earlier than your previous late arrivals". One of the robed men commented before both Frost siblings took a seat.

Jack just fell into his chair with a loud flump while Emma at carefully and drew her chair towards the table. "So guys, what's this about? Another boring declaration of war? Someone's cat was caught wearing boots and carrying a sword again? Wait, is it one of you guys' birthday?" Jack joked, wanting to know what the big deal was. One of the men cleared his throat before speaking up. "Majesty, we on the counsel thinks it's time..." "Yeah, for what? Christmas?" Ignoring the outburst, the man who had the floor spoke again.

"Time for you to settle down and have a wife". Jack's reaction was like a deer caught in the headlights. Did the old geezers say what Jack thought they said? "Woah, woah, woah! Settle down? Get a wife? Where is this coming from? What makes you think I want a wife?" Jack was panicking really bad by the news. "Don't get us wrong. We like the carefree nature you have, your majesty but we aren't going to be around forever and worry about your future. Your children's future. The future of this very kingdom. That's why we feel it's best that you attend the suitors ball hosted by Arendelle in a couple of days. Now if you excuse us, we have to get you trip preparations ready".

And with that, all of the counsel members left the room, leaving just Jack and Emma. Jack was mortified, still in stuck in denial. This wasn't happening. Marriage? Why? Yes, he was twenty two but having to get married still didn't make any sense. Emma, on the other hand, chattered excitably. "Oh wow! A suitors ball. And it's in Arendelle. I heard it's quite lovely this time of year. I can't wait to visit in a few days". This brought Jack Jack back to reality. "Wait, you are going with me?" Jack raised an eyebrow at his sister's statement. "Why of course. Someone needs to make sure her brother behaves himself". Jack's eyes narrowed in response. "This isn't a field day Emmy. This is marriage we are talking about. Marriage". "Yes and it's about time too brother. You need a woman's touch around the castle here."

"But I have you and Toothiania. See I have plenty of women in my life". Jack weakly protested back. He seriously didn't need this talk with his little sister. "Jack, I'm your sister and miss Tooth is our maid. That's hardly worth the argument, Jack. We're going to that ball and that's final. Now, I have to go pack. I wonder what the fashion in Arendelle is like". And with that, Emma pranced out of the room and left Jack alone. Being left in uncomfortable thoughts, Jack went back to sitting crunched up in a window, his bare feet tapping on the glass lightly. A thin layer of ice crept onto the window pane before Jack muttered darkly. "Fine, I'll go to the stupid ball but I'll refuse to go if I have to wear shoes." He trailed off, looking towards the grounds below.

-Love will unfreeze a frozen heart-

On the outskirts of Arendelle, away from the watchful eyes of the law, stood a nameless establishment. Inside, the atmosphere was dark and dreary and the tension could be cut with a knife. No one dared to speak a word until a frustrated yell broke the silence. "Who does she think she is? No one says 'no' to Hans. I was dismissed. Publicly humiliated. Why it's more than I can bare!" That voice could only belong to Hans, thirteen prince of the Southern isles, still soothing out his jaw. It had been two months since Anna had punched him in the face and the thing still hurt really bad.

"It's such a shame, seeing you like this my boy". Hans' attention was drawn from his self-loathing towards his left. Why was there an old man right beside him and why did he look so familiar? "Uh, who are you again?" The older man was outraged by Hans' ignorance. "How could you forget me? I was once Arendelle's trading partner. Such nerve coming from a prince who got ostracized". It was true. After the little stunt he pulled, Hans was kicked out of the Southern isles permanently. Now he was doomed to wonder around aimlessly and this was one of this unplanned journey.

"Oh, I remember now. It's Westleton right?" The old man got more enraged even though Hans got the name right on the first try. "No, it's weasel..., I mean, Westleton! Never mind, the point is, I want revenge. Not just on the Queen who made me fall and break my neck when I slipped on her ice but also her sister. I bet she said about my behavior to the Queen and then proceeded to ban trade with my country. That settles it. We're going back to Arendelle". Hans shot the duke a look. Was this old man going senile? "Are you kidding me? They'll recognize you right away. And I don't want the chance to get punched in the face again. My good looks is all I have now". The duke smiled a creepy smile, already forming a plan in his crazy brain.

"Just a minute, my friend. Not if I design the perfect disguise". The duke pulled out of his pocket, a bottle of dye. A few moments later, he also had a face wrap,a razor, a cape with an attached bow-tie, and a native Westleton army uniform which came in montone colors. Even the boots contrasted with Hans' bright ensemble that he was currently wearing. "What's all this?" Hans eyed the silly things quite wearily as they were all very strange. How did all of that fit in the duke's pocket anyway?

"Why it's my plan on how to get you into Arendelle's suitors ball to get revenge on Anna". Wait, there was going to be a suitors ball? When did this happen? Hans didn't hear anything about it. "What? Anna's in a suitors ball?" He couldn't picture it. How could Anna get a happy ending and not him? It was supposed to be him in that castle. Not those silly women. "No, not her, Queen Elsa is. The younger girl already got married to that ice guy. Christopher or something like that." Even more of a shock to Hans was that Anna was married. How dare she be happy and rich while he was sad and poor. It wasn't fair!

"Okay, but why the razor" Hans came back to reality while looking at the razor lying on the table. "Why to shave off your sideburns. That way no one can recognize you. I'll be helping you in the shadows so no one could see me either". Hans blinked in disbelief. Was the duke insane? "But, but, but, my sideburns. My life!" The duke wasn't having any of this and pulled Hans towards him, tugging on his tie.

"Listen pretty boy. Unless you want to be reminded that you lost it all, I suggest you going along with my plan." The duke wasn't going to take no for an answer. Both him and Hans wanted revenge and sometimes you had to sacrifice the things you loved. Of course it was only Hans that was getting the short stick but the duke could live with that.

Back to Hans, was he willing to go to the extremes for revenge or would he wise up? Picking up the razor, his eyes gleamed with rage. "Let's go back to Arendelle, soon to be ours". The last thing heard was an ominous buzzing.

-Chapter 1
I have to do what? End-

-Afterwords-
Hans: You made me shave off my precious sideburns! Why? Why in the name of me, did you do that?
Me: Just think of it as a crazy trust exercise.
Hans: I shall have my revenge on those annoying siblings and you, woman!
Me: Yeah, sure. You keep telling yourself that.

Post notes: So here's the first chapter. Everyone reacting about the suitors ball. Elsa and Jack will meet next chapter. Don't expect the meeting to be nice and causal. Wink, wink. So what color do you want Hans' new hair color? I was thinking blonde like Kristoffs' but I think a crazy color might work too. Jack still has his ice powers but they differ between Elsa's, which you will know about in the next chapter. More characters might be introduced but I'm not sure if they appear in the next chapter or not. Jack's kingdom is supposed to match Wales, one of the older kingdoms in England. Dun Boch, Merida's kingdom represents Scotland, and Hiccup's kingdom represents Ireland/Celtic kingdoms. I know Berk is a viking kingdom but for this story, it makes more sense to be lumped together with Burgess and Dun Boch. So now, I hope you like this and review. Updates will be sporadically since I work long hours. Sorry in advance. I'll see you later. Stay cool and let it go.