Tides of Time Chapter 1: Flash Bang Fiasco
Welcome back my minions! How are you? Good? Good, that's good. Well I really don't have much to say since I have absolutely no... I forget what I was going to say... Damn it, I need coffee... Onto the story!
Disclaimer: I do not own Frozen, all copyrights belong to Disney. I only own Andrew and the other OC supporting cast.
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"Hahaha! Take THAT!" Princess Anna cried as she furiously mashed the buttons on Andrew's X-PS9 controller, cheering loudly whenever the virtual soldier on the screen that she was controlling eliminated a hostile soldier or munitions.
Meanwhile Queen Elsa, who was reading a small book on recent world history to educate herself, was completely lost in her thoughts. It had been 3 weeks to the day that she had first been transported to the future, 3 weeks since she met Andrew.
Andrew; what an interesting one he was. A 20 year old retired U.S. Marine, with power over flames, a serious drinking problem, something he should not even have so young, issues with his parents, fierce hatred of his old friends... But also a heart of gold, always putting his own problems to the side in order to help Elsa in any way he could, and she absolutely loved him with all of her heart for that.
It had been such a wild ride, being exposed to new people, things, and ideals; it was enough to drive her insane at times, however Andrew's constant presence would always sooth her anxiety whenever it got out of line, until recently that is.
After the events of the ball, Andrew had spent nearly all of his free time at the library that was down the street researching the mysterious 'Book of Time' that Norris had sent Elsa, Anna, and Kristoff to the future, and it was beginning to worry Elsa. Whenever he wasn't at work he was at the library, slaving over book after book, in a desperate attempt to find anything relating to the Book of Time; he was even losing sleep the past few days in order to research and plan the groups trip.
"Stinks to be you!" Anna whooped excitedly as another soldier on the screen was blown sky-high, startling the young queen out of her trance as she dropped her book on the floor with an audible thud.
Once Elsa recovered from her fright, she began to observe Anna playing on Andrew's gaming system, her fingers moving seamlessly around on the oddly shaped piece of plastic nestled in her palms, which controlled every single action that her character made on the screen, and if what was happening on said screen was anything to go on, then God help humanity should Anna find herself in a situation which involved her handling a gun.
After a few more moments of silent consideration at the possible destruction of the world by Anna's hand, Elsa decided that she would take a crack at bringing Andrew home, if only for a few hours, since the pain of her loneliness was becoming unbearable.
"Hey Anna, I'll be right back... I'm going to go see if Andrew wants to eat dinner with us today..." Elsa muttered dejectedly as she pulled herself to her feet, grabbing her new sweatshirt that Andrew gave her a few days ago on her way up.
"Alright." Anna quickly replied, not even registering what her elder sister had said, as her mind was completely engrossed in the game in front of her, evident by the determined look on her face, her tongue sticking out slightly to the side, with her eyes in a slight squint.
With a small smile directed towards Anna, Elsa threw her sweatshirt on over her shoulders and made her way over to the front door, sighing in concern as she did so, silently hoping she could convince Andrew to spend some time with her.
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"God-damn it... Another fucking fairytale, that's the 6th one tonight..." Andrew, who was garbed in camouflage pants and a black shirt with an eye on the front, groaned as he threw the book he was looking over onto the floor, adding to a small pile slowly forming in the corner of the room whenever a particular book failed to offer up the information that Andrew was praying would be contained within.
"Dude maybe you should take a break, go see Elsa for a few hours, maybe take a nap or something, I can hold down the fort while you're gone, I'll text if I find anything, alright?" Roc, who had offered his services to assist Andrew in finding information on the Book of Time, said as he closed the book he was skimming over, prior to reaching for his 3rd cup of coffee of the evening, but only after throwing on his dark green sweatshirt, after realizing that the library wasn't going to be keeping the heat on for the two young men much longer.
"I can't, I have to learn as much as I can about this book before we all leave for London tomorrow night, and the fact that half of these books are nothing but fucking stories doesn't help..." Andrew explained as he stood up and turned to reach for another book from the long line of text all labeled 'Arendelle history' in one way or another sitting on the shelf behind him, selecting the one closest to him, bring the thick book down with minimal effort.
"You sure you don't want to bro? You've been here for 10 hours now, you look like you're about to pass out." Roc was right; Andrew had large bags under his bloodshot eyes, with discarded coffee cups littered around his area of the table, some even stacked in a triangular fashion while Roc was searching for more relevant material on the subject.
"10 hours? Are you sure? I thought it was only like 4 pm."
"Andrew, it's 9." this comment sent waves of confusion throughout the young soldiers mind; had he really been cooped up in the library for all that time?
"Shit..." Andrew grumbled, surrendering to the superior argument of his friend, prior to picking up his phone and keys, and turned around to sprint towards the door as fast as he could, knowing that Elsa and Anna had probably torn apart his apartment in search of nourishment after not eating all day, after all, the young man had neglected going to the grocery store for the last few days, which left the house without any food. However, just as he began to run, he noticed the one girl that always seemed to brighten his day no matter what was happening entering through the library's main doors dressed in light blue sweatpants and a white t-shirt, and so, quickly changed his direction towards her, while simultaneously slowing down considerably, to a walking pace, showing Elsa that he was alright.
"Hey! Andrew!" Elsa called out when she spotted her boyfriend, a large smile appearing on her face as he held his arms open for Elsa to fill with a hug, a task she proceeded to accomplish with admirable speed, nearly bounding across the room to feel Andrew's arms wrap around her like a shield.
"Hey, what's up Snowangel?" Andrew asked as he chuckled softly at the young queen who was rubbing her forehead into his chest, displaying behavior akin to an affectionate dog.
"I missed you, I just wanted to come see if I could be any help, and if you would eat dinner with us tonight?" Elsa offered, before quickly adding with a small pout and sparkling eyes "And maybe spending a little time with me?"
Andrew couldn't help but feel guilty at Elsa's last comment, while it was true that he was practically killing himself researching all for her sake, it was also true that he'd been neglecting her for the last few weeks in order to spend as much time as he could researching, and while he'd learned quite a large amount about the Book of Time, he realized he should probably end his studies until after they were traveling and the information would be needed, since he and the rest of the group, including Roc and Hannah, who had begun dating shortly after the ball, would be on a plane bound for London, England tomorrow night.
"Alright Snowangel, what do you want for dinner?" Andrew asked as he pulled out his phone, almost certainly knowing what the young queen would reply with.
"Pizza please!" Bingo.
"Got it..." Andrew began but stopped himself and held his breath as he asked his next question "Elsa is my apartment trashed right now?"
"No, why would it be?" Elsa asked, tilting her head sideways slightly in confusion at her boyfriend's bizarre accusation.
"Because you and Anna are two of the most inadvertently destructive beings on the face of the planet; I've seen bombs with less destructive energy behind them than you two." the young soldier explained, activating his phone, quickly searching for the pizzeria's phone number.
"We aren't that bad... Right?"
"Don't think I've forgotten about what happened last week..." Andrew retorted as Elsa twiddled her thumbs, a small innocent smile plastering her features. It wasn't her fault; after all, she wasn't aware of what the emergency brake in Andrew's car did! Boy was she aware now...
"Yeah... Sorry about that sweetheart..." The young queen muttered sadly, still incredibly guilty for her little 'adventure'.
"Eh, I won't be needing it for a while anyway, don't worry about it." Andrew told her as he dialed the pizzeria's number, while simultaneously asking Roc if he wanted to come over for dinner, to which the young man responded with a vigorous nod of the head, as he hadn't eaten all day.
"Alright, Elsa, why don't you head back early and go watch TV or something, Roc and I will pick up the pizza." Andrew informed, however, he was met with a suspecting glare from the queen, who had her arms crossed across her thin frame, paling in comparison to Andrew's much more muscular frame, but stopping him in his tracks none the less.
"Nope, we all leave at the same time."
"Why? I promise I won't stay here, I swear!... Roc don't you dare put those books away."
"Start walking Consara!" The young queen demanded as she jabbed a finger towards the entrance of the library, where an older gentleman was silently reading the news paper.
"Alright, alright, I'm coming." Andrew surrendered as he raised his hands in the air in complacency, knowing he wouldn't get away with any tricks, an action which caused Elsa to giggle lightly, before she reached over and grasped Andrew's hand, pulling the young soldier out of the door as Roc followed the two, giving them a few feet of space to silently converse with each other.
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The pizza place was interesting for Elsa to say the least. First the young queen accidentally froze the handlebar of the establishment in her excitement in anticipation of her favorite modern dinner, which in turn made it impossible to open the door from the outside. Once that was taken care of, Roc decided that he was too important to carry any of the pizzas, forcing Andrew and Elsa to carry the cheesy dinners back to the apartment.
A few hours later, after the group had eaten and a short but satisfying movie was watched, Andrew announced that he would be turning in for the night early, and that if anyone needed anything, to just knock on his door. A mistake to say the least.
The moment that Andrew shut his door, Roc, who had secretly been foraging through Andrew's supplies during the movie when he was supposed to be making popcorn, pulling out a small cylinder the size of his hand, before turning to Elsa who was sitting outside of Andrew's bedroom door, happily reading to herself, quite fascinated with her current book.
"Hey Elsa." Roc called over to the young queen, causing her to glance up from her book titled 'Modern Arts' in confusion.
"Hey Roc; do you need something?" she asked, placing a bookmark on her current page to keep track of her progress, before laying the book on the floor next to her and pulling herself to her feet.
"Yeah actually, do you want to help Andrew fall asleep faster?" Roc's question was instantly answered with a smile and a small nod from the young woman, who was eager to assist her love in any way she could.
"Cool; here." Roc said as he strolled over to Elsa and handed her the cylinder. "This is called the 'flash music', it's designed to put people to sleep who are having trouble doing it on their own."
"Are you sure this is a good idea Roc?... This doesn't look like an instrument, are you positive it's safe?" Elsa asked as she examined the 'flash music' resting comfortably in her palm while Roc snickered softly, knowing full-well what would be happening in a matter of seconds.
"Of course, it's like a little portable orchestra, so it'll put Andrew to sleep with some music, all you have to do is open the door just a little, pull that little pin there, throw the flash ban-... I mean music, into the room, and shut the door as fast as you can, so none of the music gets out, alright?" Roc explained, earning an unsure nod from the young queen who glanced at the door in confusion.
"Alright, here goes nothing..." Elsa muttered, before following Roc's instructions to the letter, tossing the 'flash music' into her boyfriends room after pulling the small pin on the lid, pulling the door shut as she did so, thinking that she would begin to hear a soft tune emanating from behind the door, however what she actually heard what much different.
The next thing Elsa knew, an ear-piercing bang emanated from Andrew's room, knocking Elsa onto her hindquarters in surprise, confusion crossing through her gaze, unaware of what exactly she had just done.
"AAAAHHHH WHAT THE FUCK?!"
"Uh oh, Roc I think we scared him-..." Elsa began as she turned her gaze towards where she assumed Roc was still located, however, he was nowhere in sight, and the front door was softly being closed, by who, Elsa couldn't see, but she had a solid theory. "Roc?!"
"WHO THE FUCK DID THAT?!" Andrew roared viscously, teeth bared like a rabid dog as he charged out of his room still half blind from the concussive blast of the flash bang, forcing himself to stop for a few moments to rub his eyes, eventually recovering from the attack and coming face to face with the young queen, who was smiling innocently up at the glowing red eyes of her boyfriend.
"Uh... Hi sweetheart?..." Elsa timidly tried, biting her lip, slightly concerned in anticipation of her inevitable punishment for... Whatever she did.
"Elsa..." Andrew growled with anger dripping from the use of her name, slowly drawing closer to the snow queen as the small pleading smile on her face was replaced with one of pure terror.
"Eep..."
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"Ow! Damn Elsa, stop kicking me!" Andrew exclaimed as he blocked his girlfriend, who was laying next to him, hands tied behind her back, from striking him in the jaw with her bare foot.
"Untie me then." Elsa stated proudly attempting to remain as dignified as possible, despite her current situation in which she found herself captured by her boyfriend once again.
For a moment, Andrew appeared as if he was truly considering the young queen's disguised plea, however, to no avail as he yawned loudly and leaned back, resting his head on Elsa's lap, which would have been bare if not for her underwear, as she glared at him, a smile on her face.
"One of these days, I'm going to figure out how to freeze these fancy ropes, and then you'll be in a world of hurt."
"Yeah, but not today, no free hands for you until you promise to not throw any more non-lethal explosives into my room." Andrew retorted, reaching up to gently rub Elsa's cheek, prior to sitting up and pulling the platinum blonde onto his lap. "So... Ready to fly on a plane?"
Elsa smiled and nodded happily, but stopped herself as she began to fidget with one of her tank-top's straps, suddenly coming to the rather worrying realization that with all the preparation and packing that the group had been going through to travel the globe in search of the Book of Time's pages, she never had time to find herself a book on the subject of planes, or even modern travel and culture in general, which, on reflection would've probably been strides more useful than the two weeks she spent being dragged around from shop to shop by Anna and Hannah, in search of vacationing gear.
"Actually sweetheart I have a few questions, if you don't mind." Elsa chirped out slowly as Andrew began to absentmindedly untie the young woman's bonds freeing her in only a few seconds, before throwing the rope towards the corner of the room, giving Elsa a much needed respite from her punishment for throwing munitions into the bedroom.
"Shoot, I'll try my best to answer." Andrew said as he began to play with Elsa's braid, examining the snowflakes littering it as he did so while Elsa grinned in enjoyment; she absolutely loved the gentle pulling of Andrew playing around with her hair, but none the less, found the concentration she was quickly losing to ask her small series of questions.
"Does the plane land on the roof to pick us up? And why did you make us all get 'passports'?" Elsa inquired, pointing to the small stack of thin books on the dresser which each contained a small picture of her, Anna, and Kristoff's inside, along with their information. Once that was done she leaned back in order to give Andrew a better view of the top of her head, not-so-secretly enjoying the treatment her hair was receiving from the young man.
"Well to answer your questions in order; No, we have to go to something called an airport, we'll get on the plane there and it'll fly us to London Heathrow airport, which will take a full night, where we'll get off and begin looking for the page, and as for your second question; basically they don't let people on airplanes without them, it's to make sure you are who you say you are." Andrew explained while Elsa listened intently, resembling a hard working student preparing for their next big test.
"You mean like assassins?" the young queen pointed out, earning a slight sorrowful nod from Andrew.
"In a way, we call them terrorists; their main goal is destruction, death, and public chaos. They often aren't even paid, unlike assassins, and they tend to attack civilians, not even soldiers." The last part of Andrew's explanation caused Elsa to recoil in horror and disgust, unable to fathom the sort of evil that would have to lay in a man's heart to commit such atrocities to those who had absolutely nothing to do with war or politics. It was almost enough to cause Elsa lose her dinner, she was able to control herself however, saving Andrew from being covered in the 2 slices of pizza she'd eaten prior.
"That's-... That's absolutely horrid..." Elsa whimpered, the room growing slightly colder, giving Andrew a silent cue to comfort the young woman, something he did without hesitation, turning her around in his lap and planting a soft kiss on her lips, before reaching up and rubbing her cheek with his thumb, brushing away a solitary tear that had escaped her eyelid, causing Elsa to beam warmly at the young soldier as he began to play with her hair once again.
"Don't worry alright?... That's why people like Roc and I fought in the marines... We just couldn't sit by to watch people harming others because of their skin color or what they believe in. We may not have had the choice to join, but we absolutely had the choice to fight." Andrew explained, but slowly stopped as he observed Elsa's face. She appeared as if she was in ecstasy, blushing heavily as she leaned into Andrew's fingers which were still brushing through her platinum locks.
"What'cha doing' Elsa?" The young soldier mockingly joked, completely aware of what was causing Elsa pleasure.
"I like it when you play with my hair..." Elsa blushed, but quickly regained herself, just in-time to ask a more relevant question on the topic at hand. "Andrew? Can I sit next to you on the plane, if there's room? Please?"
"Of course." Andrew chuckled as Elsa's smile spread across her face in excitement as the young soldier hugged her thing frame, secretly enjoying whenever Elsa would show her more immature and childish side, giving her an air of innocence about her, even when she attempted to do her best to hide it, although to be fair, she hadn't attempted to pull an 'I'm the queen' stunt since she first day she arrived in 2025, which honestly surprised Andrew. "I reserved us all 6 seats, all in the same box, we'll be in the back, Anna and Kristoff in front of us, and Roc and Hannah in front, alright?"
However, Elsa was not pleased by the news; though she would be seated next to Andrew for the plane flight, she also noticed that two names were conveniently absent from his list. "What about my parents?"
"Yeah... About that..." Andrew began, while Elsa's bottom lip began to quiver, instantly melting the soldier's heart like a stick of butter thrown at the sun. "Your mother is just too sick to travel with us right now... I'm sorry."
Elsa sighed; she had honestly been expecting such a circumstance to arise, after all, her mother so far had refused to see the young queen, despite repeated trips up to Nathan's farmhouse specifically for such purpose, and while her father was just as Elsa remembered, he wouldn't bring up any topic relating to the previous queen.
"Alright... Well, I guess I'm going to go to sleep..." Elsa muttered sadly, still rather disappointed that her parents wouldn't be accompanying the group, despite her clairvoyant predictions on this very scenario.
"Alright, I'm going to wake you up early tomorrow so we can get a head start on tourists and families." this made Elsa pause, a grin appearing on her face as she wriggled under the bedcovers.
"Aren't we all a big family?"
Andrew laughed softly as he mimicked Elsa's actions. "Yeah, I guess we are."
"Hey Andrew?" Elsa whispered a few minutes later, prompting the young soldier to lean over her in order to hear the queen more effectively.
"What's up Snowangel?"
"Is there pizza in London?" She asked, quite curious to know whether or not her favorite 'future food' was exclusive to the U.S.
Meanwhile, Andrew was laughing quietly at the so-called 'prim and proper' queen, wondering just exactly how traumatized Elsa would be if pizza vanished from the face of the earth.
"Yeah, don't worry; there's pizza in London, and pretty much everywhere in the world, it's a really popular food." Andrew explained, causing Elsa to beam in happiness at hearing the good news.
"Yay! Can we have some when we get there?"
"You're going to be 200 pounds by the end of this while trip." Andrew laughed while Elsa's face changed to one of pure terror.
"Really?! Oh god!" She cried as she looked down at her still completely flat stomach while Andrew began cracking up on the other side of the bed, silencing himself quickly when the young queen struck his arm, a blush crossing over her face.
"Don't worry Elsa, it's not bad for you, as long as you don't eat the whole pizza pie." Elsa laughed at the soldier, snuggling into his chest as she yawned loudly.
"Good… Good night sweetheart, I love you."
"Love you, too." Andrew replied, before reaching over to his nightstand where a small red book titled 'Braving the Storm' was resting, prior to opening the book and beginning to silently read, stroking Elsa's back with one hand as he held the book up to his eye level with the other.
"This'll be interesting…"
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What's up! Okay, just a few little warnings; I'm not too sure what some places in different countries look like, so I'll be going off of images on the internet, so I apologize for any stereotypes I accidently put through. Away!