JQ: OMG HERE WE ARE!
This story is going to be a simple two-part fic. Once the second part is dunzo, I'll upload the REAL sequel ;) hang tight bros.
I do not own anything, other than my made up folks.
And It Was Arranged
Ah, the sounds of early fall; the wind rustling through the trees, the sound of wheelbarrows being towed full of harvest treasures, people screaming at one another to get out of the way...
"OH SHIT!"
"LOOK OUT, OLAF!"
"AHHHHHHHH!"
"WATCH IT!
"COMING THROUGH!"
Yes; the usual hustle and bustle of the morning, in Arendelle castle. This was how it was, for the last few days of decorating the castle and the town, for the big day. What big day do you ask? Why, princess Fría and queen Elsa's wedding, of course.
After the whole 'almost dying on a ship and in a war' mishap, the couple decided to take things slow, and continue with a regular relationship instead. As the original arranged marriage deal was destroyed, their actual relationship became stronger. It was earlier this year, actually, when Elsa decided to pop the question, on Fría's 20th birthday. The ordeal was actually hilarious, since Fría decided to pop the question as well. With two engagement rings, and the consensus of a fall wedding, here we are.
"I cannot believe it's this week." Kristoff said, to a dishevelled looking Anna and Olaf. They merely nodded their heads in agreement.
"I know." Anna replied, dreamily, "I cannot wait to see Fría's dress. Oh, I bet it'll look so beautiful and Elsa will be speechless!"
"I do enjoy her 'oh my gosh, my girlfriend's hot' look." The blonde boy laughed. "I'd have never guessed she'd be the gawking with her mouth open type." Olaf giggled. He, too, enjoyed Elsa's expressions for the princess.
"Sometimes, when she looks at Fría, she kind of just freezes over, like one of her ice sculptures!" Olaf stated, issuing laughs from Anna, Kristoff and Kai, who was now approaching.
"I bet she won't be able to take her eyes off of miss Fría, the whole time." Kai jeered, entering the conversation. Kristoff and Anna nodded. It was so true, that Elsa was not at all subtle when she'd look at Fría. Just last month, they went to a royal ball in the nearby kingdom of Roesgaard. Elsa basically drooled the entire trip as Fría chose that week to showcase her new dresses. Anna had not attended, but Rapunzel had told her it was hilarious to see.
"Is it even a bet, if we all agree?" Kristoff asked the stout man. He let out a hearty chuckle.
"I suppose that is mildly problematic, of a wager." Kai smiled, still laughing.
"Maybe we can choose another situation to bet on. The Solsans and Avalorians will be here, in the evening; we can ask them what they think." Anna suggested. After another round of laughter, the group dispersed.
…
Elsa was in her room, brushing her hair. She was beyond nervous and she had every right to be. Hell, her wedding was the day after tomorrow. She placed her brush on her counter and exhaled slowly. She could hardly believe that, herself. She, Elsa of Arendelle, was getting married. To a woman, nonetheless. And they both had magic powers. It was unheard of, but again; here we are.
Elsa couldn't be happier. Her kingdom was doing extremely well, her family was happy and cared for, everyone embraced her magical abilities and she was about to be married to the love of her life.
Elsa sighed happily, as she slowly got up and made her way to her dresser. There was a small painted portrait of her parents, when they got engaged. She carefully picked it up and admired it. She truly did miss them and wished that they could be here, physically. She felt their presence in the castle, every so often, and knew that they were around keeping a watchful eye on her and Anna. Suddenly the door opened and Elsa shrieked.
"My apologies, your grace." Said Gerda, as she entered the room. "I brought you some tea." The queen perked up, almost immediately.
"Chammomile?" Elsa asked, hopefully.
"Always, dear." Gerda smiled, placing the tray onto one of Elsa's bedside tables. The head servant glanced at the adjacent table and smiled, seeing a sketch of a small girl with black hair and familiar hazel eyes. "Is that who I think it is?" Gerda asked with a playful smirk. Elsa giggled and nodded.
"Yes, it's Fría as a toddler." Elsa said, picking up the picture.
"She looks just like Maribel." Gerda recalled, admiring the photo. "Such a cutie. I can only imagine how much trouble she caused poor Rafael." Elsa laughed.
"Look at those eyes; I'm sure she got away with most of it." Fría, as a child, had the most adorable and expressive hazel eyes. So full of wonder and awe. Elsa loved her eyes, even now. They expressed love, laughter, passion, kindness and a caring nature. Gerda laughed.
"I'm sure she'll get away with just as much, after she moves in." Elsa blushed because she knew that was going to be true. "Now, what am I forgetting..?" the servant asked herself, before snapping her fingers. "Oh, yes! Lunch will be in the kitchen, today. Anna wants to eat there." Elsa nodded.
"Thank you. I'll come down within the hour."
...
When Elsa finally made it down, for lunch, she could barely contain herself. Her knee kept bouncing in place, and she had to basically sit on her hands, because they were too fidgety. The sight made Anna laugh and Kristoff just rolled his eyes.
"Is she going to explode?" Olaf asked. When no one answered he came to his own conclusion."I think she's going to explode."
"Take it easy, Lover-girl." Kristoff smiled. "You might wanna consider NOT falling apart, before she even gets here."
"I'm sorry." Elsa stated, plainly. "I just can't wait to see her." The blonde said, timidly.
"Trust me," Anna began, taking a sip from her glass, "if you explode, neither of you will be happy. Also, Kristoff and I are happy for you, and cannot wait for you two to finally get hitched."
"Yeah, the way you two look at one another is enough to make anyone throw up." Kristoff agreed, biting into his sandwich. The rest of lunch continued, with Kristoff and Anna attempting to ease the queen's suffering. All of their attempts failed miserably, but they tried nonetheless. Nothing would seem to calm Elsa down, other than Kai announcing that the Isla Solsa/Avalor ship had arrived. Elsa was at the doors, faster than she turned summer into winter.
"Who knew she could run so fast?" Kristoff asked to no one in particular. Kai and Anna just laughed.
…
Through the village she ran, nearly knocking over a wheelbarrow full of dirt, an elderly couple and a bookcase that was for sale. She'd have to go back and check that out, considering Olaf's last game of hnefatafl. She apologized profusely to every person she nearly trampled over, on her mission. Everyone was mostly just happy to see the queen happy.
Elsa finally made it to the docks, just in time. The royal guards of Arendelle were lowering the platform to allow the guests to get off the boat. She quickly ran passed them and onto the boat, herself. She knew exactly where everything was, after being on a few voyages with Fría. She went down, into the lower level, and began to run to Fría's quarters.
"Hey Els – whoa!" Naomi said, dropping her suitcase while the queen zoomed right passed. She grumbled as she bent down to pick up her belongings. "Lovesick idiots..." Naomi grumbled.
Elsa finally reached her destination, bumping into the object of her affections. They crashed onto the floor with a loud thud, but that didn't stop them. Elsa wasted no time in attaching her lips to Fría's and the princess was more than happy to comply. They hungrily attacked each other's lips while everyone just kind of stood awkwardly, waiting for them.
"That looks painful." Gabe commented, shaking his head at them.
"We'll see you later, I guess." Elena chuckled, also grabbing some of Fría's things. Alejandro just quietly went out the door, in fear of making Elsa angry. Alejandro was still not on the best terms with Elsa, despite Fría assuring her he wasn't that evil anymore. Elsa decided to remain protective, and kept her distance for fear of him saying the wrong thing which would result in a nice Alejandro shaped ice statue. Elsa and Fría finally parted and began gasping for air.
"H...hello...t-to you as well, Icy." Fría laughed, still in a daze. Elsa sighed happily, burying her face into Fría's neck.
"I missed you so much." Elsa admitted, her voice muffled by Fría's skin.
"I missed you too, baby." Fría pulled the queen in for another kiss. This kiss was less desperate, and more passionate. They resumed this for 3 minutes, before a guard found them, and he awkwardly ushered them back to the docks.
"Well, look who finally came up for air!" Gabe began to clap, as the couple joined them. Naomi joined in on the teasing making kissy faces, and Fría became increasingly embarrassed.
"I'll serve both your heads at the annual Avalorian appreciation gala." Fría threatened. They merely stuck their tongues out at the princess and proceeded to walk away. Elsa just smiled as her and her princess walked back to the castle.
"Hey there." Elsa said, linking her arm with Fría. The taller girl laughed.
"Back at ya." Fría laughed. She kissed the queen on her forehead and sighed happily. "Can you believe that it's in two days?"
"Honestly, no." Elsa replied, "It seems that just yesterday, we were meeting for the very first time." Fría smiled.
"I know what you mean, bella." Fría answered, "I can't wait to officially be married to you." the princess exclaimed, excitedly. Elsa giggled as Fría began to twirl around in a small happy dance.
"Neither can I." Elsa said, pulling her by the waist. She kissed the younger girl, softly. "I'm not letting you out of my sight." Elena laughed and wedged herself between the two lovebirds.
"I'm sure that you haven't forgotten the tradition?" the princess asked them. Fría and Elsa just stared at one another, absolutely confused.
"What...what tradition?" Fría asked her cousin. Elena was about to answer, before someone cut in, before she did.
"The whole 'you may not see the bride, the day before the wedding' tradition." Anna said, entering the group. "I cannot believe you guys forgot about that!" Elsa groaned and Fría pouted.
"But, but, but we already don't see one another enough!" the Solsan princess whined.
"And this is a different wedding." Elsa reminded everyone, "Two women? You can't get any more anti-traditional than that." Fría nodded, profusely, hopeful that that argument would hold some water. Anna and Elena just shook their heads.
"It's for good luck!" Elena squealed, clapping her hands together. Fría and Elsa frowned.
"I'm pretty sure that you cannot get any unluckier than almost dying, many times, throughout the first month of courtship." Elsa said, arms crossed over her chest. Everyone nodded, in agreement.
"True..." Anna said, thinking about the first time she met Kristoff. Wolves are the worst…
"But that doesn't mean that anything will never go wrong again." Elena said, poking Fría in the nose. "Therefore, you guys have until bedtime, to hang out. Then, tomorrow, you cannot see one another!" Fría pouted some more and stomped her foot.
"I wanted snuggles!" she wailed, crossing her arms. Naomi shook her head and patted the princess on her shoulder.
"There'll be plenty of time for...'cuddling' on wedding night." Naomi winked and both Fría and Elsa began to blush. Anna, Elena and Gabe began to double over with coarse laughter.
"Remind me to toss you over the ship, next time, we go on a trip." Fría said to the short-haired blonde. Naomi just stuck her tongue out, at the princess and they made their way back to the castle.
…
After hanging out with everyone, as a group, Elsa decided to take advantage of the whole 'not seeing one another tomorrow' thing as an excuse to steal Fría away, for the remainder of the day. The princess was all too happy to oblige. They spent their day going for a hike, dipping their feet in the harbour, buying chocolates and talking to Sven (Elsa made sure that Fría promised not to tell Kristoff).
Before they were due back at the castle, for supper, Fría had an idea. She remembered that when Elsa came to visit Isla Solsa, she was a huge fan of the food. Fría decided to teach Elsa how to cook, by offering to prepare a meal for the staff and their friends. Elsa was a bit nervous, but Fría insisted. Elsa had never cooked a full meal, before, but Fría and her brothers were impatient. Hence all three of them knew how to cook on their own.
Fría and Elsa went out, into the garden, to pick some fresh vegetables for their ingredients. Elsa watched as Fría used a careful eye picking out various herbs and vegetables. She found it incredibly endearing. Just about everything else Fría did was endearing to Elsa. Fría appeared to be this high and mighty super-soldier, but what the public didn't know was how much Fría enjoys cuddles, how much she loves cats, or how much she loves telling bad jokes. Everything about the girl warmed Elsa's heart in a way that she never knew it could. Especially now, as Fría went on and on about her favourite food. It was a bit odd, admittedly, but Elsa didn't care. She watched as Fría began to lay out all their vegetables, on the counter.
"You can, quite literally, make a billion and one things," Fría turned around, facing Elsa, holding a handful of tomatoes in both her hands. "with these babies." Elsa shook her head.
"With tomatoes?" The blonde asked, with a raised eyebrow. Fría nodded, excessively.
"Absolutely!" Fría placed the tomatoes back on the counter, except for one. "I love tomatoes." She rubbed the tomato on her shirt and brought it up to her mouth. Elsa just gaped at the Solsan princess.
"You are not planning on eating a raw tomato." Elsa said in disbelief. The taller girl just shrugged.
"Um, yes I am." Without further interruption, Fría took a bite of the tomato. Elsa was still shocked but giggled anyway. She knew Fría liked tomatoes, but not enough to eat one raw. With a mouthful of tomato, Fría looked at Elsa. "Don't look at me, like I'm weird."
"But you're kind of cute, when you're weird." Elsa said, giving the princess a chaste kiss on the neck. Fría blushed, nearly the same shade as her snack.
"Well...when you put it that way..." Fría leaned forward, to press her lips to her lover's, but Elsa just giggled and blocked Fría with her index finger.
"Nuh-uh, tomato lips." Elsa chastised, "Make me some food first." Fría huffed in disappointment.
"Fine, Bossy McBossington." Fría feigned anger, as she sauntered towards the pot that she placed over the fire. She then turned and beckoned Elsa over to her. "Alright good lookin'; let's get cookin'!" Elsa chuckled and made her way over to her weird and adorable girlfriend.
...
"You know what?" Fría asked, after Elsa was done putting out the fire that started almost immediately preceding her first attempt at lasagna. "I expected a lot worse!" Elsa groaned.
"I'm sorry." Fría just chuckled and pulled the blonde in, for a hug.
"It's okay!" Fría said, kissing Elsa's forehead. "I'm just glad that, finally, I'm better than you at something." Elsa raised her eyebrow.
"You can move objects with your mind and fight better than I." Elsa reminded her.
"Okay, something that isn't magical power or profession related." Fría defended. "Now come on, you can make salsa and guacamole instead." Fría said, sauntering back over the pot. She made sure to give her hips an extra sway as she walked away, making sure Elsa was watching. When the taller girl looked over her shoulder, she smirked as she saw the lovestruck look on her fiancée's face.
…
The next day turned out to be the absolute longest day, in Fría's life. She tried to just stay in and sleep the whole day, until her wedding, but Naomi and Rapunzel dragged her out in an issue of 'important sisterly advice'. She groaned, as they sat on the docks, watching all the ships arrive. It was only nine in the morning, and she was already tired of the day's events. Fría groaned in annoyance.
"Can you people hurry this up, please?!" Fría questioned, "I just wanna go back to sleep!" Rapunzel just giggled.
"This is an important talk, that must happen right now." Rapunzel said, placing her hands on Fría's knee. "It's about Elsa." Fría's expression became worried, instantaneously.
"What?!" Fría asked, in a panic, "What happened?! Is she okay?!" the princess moved to get up, but Naomi sat her back down, pushing her shoulders.
"Relax, Romeo, she's fine." Naomi told her.
"Then what's this about and why does it involve Elsa?" Fría asked. Rapunzel leaned in, towards Fría.
"Because it's about...the after party..." the brunette then winked suggestively. Fría was beyond confused.
"The reception?" she asked, "Why? What about it?" Naomi just sighed and Rapunzel shook her head.
"Not that after party," Rapunzel began to explain, "we mean the...after, after party." Fría's eyes widened, knowing where this conversation was headed.
"Oh, no! Nuh-uh! Leave me alone!" Fría stood, but Rapunzel and Naomi grabbed her by her arms and held her in place.
"NOPE!" Fría looked at them, fearfully, dreading what was to come.