He felt like a butterfly captured in a jar. He kept drawing until he heard his mother downstairs
"Jackson! It's time to go! We need to do our rehearsal!"
Jack groaned and trudged down the stairs "It's a beautiful day-!" His mother said,
"It's a rather nice day-" said his father. "A day for a glorious wedding!"
"A rehearsal my dear, to be perfectly clear-"
"A rehearsal for a glorious wedding!"
"Well assuming nothing happens, but we don't really know-"
"That nothin really happens that interferes with the show-"
"And that's why everything Every single little thing Every single microscopic thing must go-
According to plan!"
Jack groaned once again, but even that couldn't keep his parents from their happy mood. "Cheer up son," his father said. Jack ignored his father as he groaned again. It was his third groan and his parents kind of ignored him by now .
"You shouldn't act like this son. You're about to meet your future wife," his father said. Yeah. He didn't need to be reminded. All he knew was his future wife was named Elsa. This Elsa could be the biggest fattest ugliest girl ever, it even sounded like a fat girl's name, I mean people named their COWS Elsa. He shut his eyes and thought it wasn't fair to call her ugly before he met her, but it still made him nervous.
It wasn't that he feared she would be ugly. He feared, that he would not like her. His life was a mess. It wasn't fair either to take his anger at her or anyone else. He huffed loudly causing his mom to scowl as he sort of pouted.
The carriage driver drove their carriage to the Arendelle mansion. This was going to be interesting he thought. Thirteen minutes later they had arrived. Elsa parents were different. He didn't expect them to be so cold, restrained.
They didn't talk much. He was rather upset. He didn't expect her parents to be this cruel. "I'm going to get something," He said out loud. He got up from the uncomfortable chair. Quietly He got out the room before they could say something. He walked back to the entrance. And there stood a black piano, He smiled as He remembered when mom had me take piano lessons as a kid, he smiled and absentmindedly stroked the keys. He felt warmth in the pit of his stomach. Just a sound of piano brought his mood up. He loved the sound. But it had been ages since He played.
Then he heard a small sound, like a dove "Excuse me...?" She said softly. Jack moved away from the piano quickly. "I didn't mean to touch it. I'm s-s-sorry," Jack stuttered. "It was beautiful," Elsa finally said after three minutes. "YOU SHOULD NOT BE ALONE TOGETHER!" Elsa's mom called. He saw Elsa jump slightly. Was she scared of her mom?