So…anyways, I was minding my own business, and doing my queenly duties when I heard a weird giggling sound. I snorted and shook my head, knowing that Anna and Kristoff and Anna just kissed or something. Of course, I wasn't involved in that type of stuff. Hey, I'm a queen. However, despite my power of ice, I am actually pretty talented at drawing. Anyways, I walk outside to get some fresh air and that's when I heard this,
"Hey there."
Obviously, it scares the living daylights out of me and I jump and am ready to shoot someone with ice. However, I drop my hands in shock as I stare at this boy with hair the color of silver and white, just like freshly fallen snow, wearing a blue sweater with tight brown leggings that reached his ankles. The most peculiar thing is he was floating in midair, on top of what looked like a staff, sketching.
"What are you doing here?" I ask sternly as I cross my arms. He ignored me, but I saw the faintest smile playing on his lips.
"Excuse me, I am queen Elsa of Arendelle, and by the wa-" I never get to finish my sentence as he throws a snowball near my shoulder. I stand frozen in shock as the boy says,
"Hi, I'm guardian Jack Frost, and I don't like bossy queens, but sadly, I have to protect one."
"Y-You have ice powers too?" I stammer.
"Yeah, and I heard that you do too." Jack replies as he accidentally drops his pencil. We both bend down to pick it up, but I get there first, and I see a glimpse of his sketch.
"I have to admit, you're pretty good at drawing." I say.
"Oh, this is nothing compared to yours, my snow angel." He states.
"Um…and why are you flirting with me?" I ask as I flash my signature smirk.
"Oh don't be playing with me." He smirks back as he falls down to the ground, like a snowflake.
"Let's go inside, I'm going to burn up soon."
"Ice cream?"
"Ice cream."
We walk inside the castle and sit down in fancy, expensive chairs. I summon a bowl of vanilla ice cream for both of us. We talked about our lives, and our hobbies, and everything, almost. That's when I realized how easy it was to talk to him.
What a cold connection. I thought.