Hey everyone! VanillaDreamFran here with a brand new story! This is a Princess Tutu and Frozen crossover - I got the idea from one of the awesome authors on here who asked someone to write a crossover for this, so I thought I would since I couldn't get the idea out of my noggin.

Anyway, enough of me rambling, hello again to those who've read my previous work and welcome to anyone brave enough to have a glance at my stuff. Enjoy the chapter :)

Disclaimer: What this, Ikuko Itoh and Disney have decided to give me the rights to Princess Tutu and Frozen as a belated Christmas present! Na, just kidding, as if they would (only in my dreams).

Once there lived a young man whose stories became reality. The man lived in the kingdom of Arendelle until he was banished for the mischief his stories caused. As he settled in a new town, they too shunned him and eventually cut off his hands, for they power he possessed. Such a pity, for they never knew what the man had penned for both of them.

Chapter 1-Two tales to finish them all

Princess Anna had always loved to visit the towns and villages that surrounded her home of Arendelle. It meant she could play and have fun with her elder sister, Elsa, and she mostly looked forward to seeing her friend in a small town called Kinkan. Kinkan lay just beyond the vast forest of Arendelle and was renowned for its arts. Young Anna had a friend, who also happened to be a knight-in-training that lived next door to the great metal worker of Kinkan. Whenever the princess and her sister came to the town they would marvel at the weapons that Charon would make – long swords and rapiers, as well as ceremonial scepters and orbs for the Arendelle royal family.

However, Anna never saw the knight-in-training or Kinkan again after the winter before her sixth birthday. Everything changed and she didn't like it – Elsa moved into a new room and never played with her, not even to build a snowman when the snow covered the kingdom. The only thing that kept her cheerful was the books she had from her trips to Kinkan, books of fairytales and tales of true love. She hoped that one day she'd find true love, that her sister would come out of her room and that she'd see the young knight again.

"Oh, just look at her, the poor little princess all alone. Ha, this is excellent, truly marvellous!"

The old man rocked back and forth in his rocking chair while the gear in front of him showed Princess Anna sat alone in the gallery, books spread out around her.

"I wonder how my knight is doing."

The gear's scene shifted until it focused on the young knight as he cried into Charon's shoulder. Before him lay two bodies in a pool of blood and black feathers.

"Well then, it would seem the ravens have gotten to you, young man. What will you do now young knight?"

As the years passed, the young knight turned into a worthy swordsman. Anna grew to be a lively princess, roaming around her castle day after day. Elsa never took a step out of her room for ten years until her parents, the King and Queen of Arendelle embarked on a voyage to a kingdom across the seas. That would be the last time either princess saw their mother and father.

Anna walked up to Elsa's room and knocked softly on the door.

"Elsa, please I know you're in there." She whispered.

Elsa listened to her sister as she worried over what they were going to do know without their parents. She even considered opening her door when Anna asked if she wanted to build a snowman, just like she'd done as a child. Instead she slid to the floor and sobbed quietly, a mirror image of her little sister on the other side of her door.

As the sun rose the next day, two young men, a woman and a duck climbed up the spiral steps of a Kinkan clock tower. None in the town knew of the tragedy that had occurred in Arendelle, as they'd had their own unique problems to deal with over the last few months. One of the men walked to the far side of the top room and broke a wooden devise that seemed to be writing something, a story maybe.

"Fakir, what are you doing" questioned the other man at his friend's actions.

"Mytho, you need to be able to live as you wish. I'll write the rest of the town's story."

The woman came up to Fakir and hugged the little duck that he held.

"Thank you Ahiru, for everything." She said as tears of happiness fell on to the duck's head. It almost looked as though the duck was crying too.

"Rue, it's time to leave." Mytho said to the young woman as she handed the duck, Ahiru, back to Fakir.

Mytho helped Rue into a carriage pulled by pure white swans before he turned to his friend and the duck.

"Goodbye, Fakir, Tutu."

Ahiru quacked goodbye as the carriage rose further into the air and carried Prince Mytho and his princess, Rue, to his kingdom; the long forgotten kingdom of Mikomi.

THREE YEARS LATER

"Quack quack qua-quack?"

Fakir looked down at Ahiru as she waddled out of the lake and sat next to his chair on the walkway.

"What am I writing?" he asked, smiling when the little duck nodded her head.

"I'm writing about a princess who was cursed. Hopefully I'll be able to see if the story comes true or not later today."

Ahiru looked at Fakir confused. Was he writing about Rue or some other princess?

"What if he's writing about me?"

The duck's cheeks turned pink through her bright yellow feather. Fakir hadn't tried to write about her since the final battle against the Raven King. Ahiru had become used to be being a duck and had accepted that she'd always be one without the help of a heart shard to turn her into Princess Tutu, much less a human.

Fakir smirked as she watched his friend fidget and blush.

"Please may this work. She deserves this more than anyone."

Before the two of them made noticed, twilight had fallen over Kinkan, brining with it all the stars and constellations. Ahiru swan back to the shore and to Fakir, where he was placing his work into his bag along with his ink and quills. Ahiru watched him patiently. His black hair had fallen out of its usually low ponytail and his forest greens were focused on the stars above them.

"Qua-qua?"

Fakir picked up Ahiru and pointed out a few of the stars to her.

"See those stars? They make up the constellation Cygnus. See the neck of swan there and the wings?"

Ahiru followed Fakirs hand as he pointed at the stars and trailed them in the air, outlining the swan to her.

"Quack!" she smiled at Fakir, deep blue eyes shining brightly.

As the moon finally rose into the sky Fakir turned to walked back to the house he and Ahiru shared with Charon. The moonlight was their guide as they walked through the small forest to reach the town.

Upon reaching the edge of the forest, the moon directly above them, Ahiru's feather began to glow slightly.

"Quack!"

"Ahiru what's wrong?"

Fakir looked down at her only to see her glowing brighter and brighter until he had to shield his eyes. As the light receded Fakir heard a gasp followed by a quack. Lowering his arm Fakir blinked a couple of times to make sure he wasn't hallucinating, or that the bright light hadn't damaged his eyes. Before him, dressed in a yellow knee length dress, orange hair braided, was Ahiru.

"Ahiru? You're…you're human?" he asked hesitantly as he touched her shoulders, her hair, her cheeks.

"Fakir…did you…did you do this? Your story-"

Fakir cut her off by pressing his lips to hers in a gentle kiss. When he pulled back he hugged her to his chest.

"It worked, it really work!"

"Oh my dear descendent, you've finally got your girl, but what will be the consequences?"

Uzura ran up to Drosselmeyer, banging her little drum strapped to her chest as the gear's scene shifted from the knight and the duck to a frozen room. A woman with ice blonde hair and frosty blue eyes paced the room as snow fell from the ceiling and icicles hung from the furniture.

"Ah, now princess how shall you conceal yourself when you are to become queen? What shall your sister think to you?"

The old story spinners' laughter ran out in his clockwork world.

Okay dokey then, end of the first chapter - what did you all think?

"Mikomi" means expectation, prospect and hope in Japanese; thought that kind of suited what everyone hoped for at the end of the anime.

The story will pick up with the coronation next time, with the return of some lovely Royals and the beginning of a new story and journey.

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Until next time, Frances xx :)