*Ayeee! Sooo, I absolutely fell into LOOOVE with the idea of gender bent Frozen so I started rewriting the story just for fun, just for myself, but I actually decided I wanted to share my version of it for everyone to view!

*Sure it may not be as good as some others I've read, but I'm seriously stoked out of my mind, and am truly having so much fun writing it!

*It would be amazing if I got a lot of people to actually read it and give reviews so I know where to improve my writing skills and creativity!

*I'm really excited about this, so please, read and review! Much appreciated!

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Ian slept peacefully, the morning light barely creeping upon the window. Cozy and warm within the confinement of his bed, while the burning cold rested upon the surface of his palms.

Then he heard feet. It couldn't help but make him smile. Oh how those feet were always moving.

"Psst!" A little voice whispered. "Ian!" A little body challenged to climb the bed, pulling the covers down as the journey upwards continued.

"Ian! Wake up! Wake up!" His little brother, Andrew, was on top of him, shaking him awake with his whole body. It was too early to be up!

"No Andrew, it's too early." The eight year old spoke with drowsiness in his voice.

"I can't!" Andrew laid on top of his older brother. "The sun is up, so we have to be up, so we have to play!" He claimed dramatically throwing his little arm over his forehead.

There was so much to do and so little time! Honestly, Andrew could not understand why his brother was sleeping in when there was so much to do!

Feeling warm by the presence of his five year old brother. Ian playfully pushed him off the bed, pulling the covers back up and exclaimed, "Go play by yourself!"

Andrew fell on his butt and pouted for a moment. Do you wanna build a snowman? Glee struck his mind. Then he climbed on the bed once again, pulling down the covers, kneeled behind Ian, grabbed the side of his face and said with a side smirk, "Do you wanna build a snowman?" Ian crystal blue eye's opened. This, he just couldn't resist the request.

Immediately, he hopped out of bed, much to the delight of his little brother. Andrew grabbed his hand, laughing with joy as they ran throughout the castle. "Shh!" Ian would tell him, for his squeals of laughter, echoed throughout the empty halls. Andrew led him into the empty ballroom, where all the fun would take place.

"Do the magic!" Andrew jumped up and down, clapping his little hands.

"Ha! Okay, okay…" Ian stomped his foot on the ground, covering the entire floor in ice. Andrew squealed with joy and slid across the floor with his little night booties on.

"Hold on Andy! That's not even the best part!" Ian created a crystal of ice between his palms. Andrew returned to his brother's side, wiggling his entire body in anticipation "Are you ready?!" Andrew jumped in excitement. "Okay!" Ian threw the ice crystal up into the ceiling where it exploded with snow, covering the entire ballroom.

Andrew danced around in the falling snow and yelled, "This is amazing!"

They played and they played, running on ice, snowball fights, and of course they made a snowman, the same snowman they made every time named Oliver.

"Hi I'm Oliver! The captain pirate snow man!" Ian said in a raspy voice, trying to sound like a pirate, while moving the sticks that were imaginary hands. Andrew laughed pushing his cheeks together and spitting out his tongue, then he ran over and hugged Oliver.

Ian built a snow fort for the both of them, and they began fighting, throwing snowballs at one another.

"We need more stat!" The little brother cried to an imaginary crew member. "Aim the missile Capt'n Oliver!" Andrew shouted towards the lifeless snow man. As his brother created more snowballs, Ian created a huge one of his own, and slammed it at his brother who became completely covered.

"Aye! THE ENEMY HAS LAUNCHED!" Andrew popped his head up, spitting out snow as he yhouted with urgency, "We must escape from the evil Capt'n Ian!"

Ian raised his hands. "No! It wasn't me I swear! It was rest them no good thieves on our tail!" He shouted.

"Climb the crow's nest!" Andrew waved furiously.

"Aye! I got ye matey!" Ian shot ice out to create a snow pillar. Andrew jumped it. Snow peak after snow peak, Ian created with perfect aim.

Andrew gleefully jumped higher and higher.

"Wait, Andrew! That's too high! Stop! "However, Andrew was growing too fast for him.

"Andrew wait!" Ian panicked and tried creating another snow peak, however, he slipped on the ice, slamming his head hard, hard enough to cause damage. However, his own pain could not even be registered, for he feared for his brother more than he ever could himself.

"ANDREW!" Ian shot out more ice for a snow pillar, but missed, striking Andrew right on the head.

The little adventure was knocked down, falling into the snow, his body making a little thump as it hit the floor.

Ian couldn't believe what he had just done. He gasped and ran over to his unconscious little brother and picked him up in his arms. "Oh no, I'm sorry Andrew," A streak of platinum blonde appeared in his strawberry blonde hair. He wasn't moving, and Ian did not know what to do.

"MOTHER! FATHER!" He cried at the top of his lungs in distress. Seconds later, they came bursting into the ballroom and both gasped.

Ice had covered the walls, with piercing, murderous spears growing everywhere.

"Ian! This is getting out of control!" His father spoke with true fear as he and the Queen, tried not to slip on the ice themselves.

"It was an accident." Ian tried telling himself that to make himself feel better. Although it really didn't at all. He held onto Andrew a second more, pulling him closer."I'm so sorry Andrew..."

The Queen ripped Andrew away from Ian and held him tight in her arms. Immediately, she felt the drop in his body temperature which surely sent her into a panic.

"He's ice cold!" She cried.

"Quickly! I know where to go!"

The family of four ran out the ballroom, through the castle, and into the stables and jumped on horses. Ian partnered with his father while his mother kept Andrew close in his arms. They sped out into the hills and up into the forest, all where a trail of ice was following behind Ian. He silently cried the way there.

So how is it so far?! Lemme know! :)