OMG IS THE SEQUEL THING :)

Anyway, this won't be updated everyday like The Invisible was, but it's going to be just whenever I feel inspired to write, which is a lot since I LOVE Jelsa :)

For those of you that are confused, you may want to check out the story that preceded this because this is in some ways a continuation and in others flashbacks or things that weren't ever really explained. And the cool thing, it's controlled by YOU THE REVIEWERS (see more at bottom).

So, the most voted was to see how Jack messes up his kids weddings, and I was like 'Okay, cool, I love this one!' And then I got like three kids in and it's like 20 pages. And I have almost 10 or 11 children to write about (Some didn't get married, Zur's will be with her official chapter on her own wedding, I'm only doing one of the cousins and that's why it's not 13), so I'll begin and there will be a chapter for each kid in the order that they were born. Which means first up is Aoife and Heimdall.

I'll also be posting year dates at the beginning, so you all can start visualizing when it all takes place in comparison to each other without having to go through a ton of connections back to the original story, which would be ineffective and take up time. Yep.

There's also the 'pre-face' in this chapter too, which is you follow the Invisible, I posted as a 'hey look the story's up' thing and all :) Enjoy, and see the bottom note.

It's great to be back!

Preface-2022 (A month after chapter 59 in The Invisible)

Jack checked every room in the castle. First he checked their bedroom, then the kitchens, and even her least favorite place- the bowels of the school, but he could just not find his wife.

"Jamie- you seen Elsa anywhere?" He asked, rubbing his chin.

Jamie looked up, and ran a hand through his hair. "This morning, yeah. She left the castle. Haven't seen her since."

"Gosh darn it." Jack shook his head, "Where does she think she's going?"

"Oh, you didn't know?" Jamie sucked in a breath, "That's awkward."

As he spoke, the front door swung open, and Elsa walked into the room. She saw Jack and paused, but quickly regained her posture.

"Jack!" She purred, "Sorry I didn't tell you, but I had an errand to make today." She said, and kissed him.

"What kind of errand?" He asked.

"Oh, nothing important." She said, trying to get around him with a large and bulky satchel.

"Uh-uh. I know you better than that, dear." He said, and swiftly confiscated the bag. Elsa gave a long sigh.

"Fine, I took a little trip down to the castle to recollect some things of mine." She admitted with a shrug. Jack dropped the bag.

"You robbed the castle?" He gaped at her. Elsa narrowed her eyes.

"No. I moved my rightful belongings from one home to another." She said.

"And they just let you in the door to loot their displays?" Jack gaped.

"Well not exactly…" Elsa muttered, and Jack dumped the contents of the bag onto a little fainting couch near the entrance. He moaned and shook his head.

"These things aren't exactly inconspicuous items, Else." He said, but couldn't help laughing in spite of himself. This was something he would do and Elsa would be yelling at him for, in any other situation. The reversal was downright hilarious.

She had taken the linens that had previously been on their bed, right down to the throw pillows. She had taken an ornate and probably thousand-dollar egg that had been her grandmother's. Her silver set of brush and hand mirror. Heimdall's baby blanket. A set of wooden reindeer toys from her childhood. A little picture frame with her parents, herself, and Anna. And finally-

"Ohh! Is that a photo album?" Lila said walking by and picking up the large tome.

"Don't encourage it." Jack groaned, "Elsa just robbed the castle!"

"But it's a photo book!" Lila whined, and Jack sighed. They all knew her obsession with photo books. Her whole family did. Jack, upon their firs meeting, had sat through nearly four hours of leafing through photo books.

"This one is from the castle and our life." Elsa said fondly, her fingers running over the engraving of 'Elsa and Jack Frost' written on the front.

"That was on display right in front. Elsa, if they don't notice anything else, they'll for sure notice that gone." He twiddled his thumbs.

"They can get over it." Elsa said, "If they didn't photocopy the pages already then they're just idiots." She motioned for Lila to sit with her. Lila took the book in her hands, and then gave a wide smile, but did not open it.

"Jack, come sit with us." She beckoned to her ancestor. Jack gave a grumpy frown, but sat by his wife. Elsa squeezed his hand.

"Where to start?" Lila asked.

"This is a story that doesn't need to be told start to finish. We can begin anywhere you want."

Jack and the Weddings (Part 1)

Just as Elsa was about to open to the front page, something caught Lila's eye.

"Weddings? As in plural?" She asked.

"Ah, that would be our children and Anna's kid's wedding pictures."

"Start there." Lila commanded, and Jack winced. Elsa gave him a sideways glance with a smirk.

"Yes that is a perfect place to start." She agreed. Lila studied the first set of pictures. Heimdall's and Aoife's wedding. She frowned.

"Why is the color scheme red, champagne, and deep purple? Not that I'm trying to insult their choices, but it just…"

"Oh, ask Jack about that one." Elsa said, "Jack dear, why don't you tell Lila why all the linens are purple?"

Jack put on a fake grin. "About that…"

Heimdall and Aoife-1886

Elsa gave a groan. Had she specifically told the triplets NOT to go anywhere near the main ballroom where they were busy setting up for a royal wedding? Yes, yes of course she had! Did the three-year-olds listen at all? No, of course not!

Well, they were only three, one side of her reasoned. That perhaps could be excused. It was Wynter and Izo's fault for letting them anywhere near that part of the castle! One would think that a pair of ten year old boys wouldn't be quite so careless.

She wasn't even sure how the triplets managed to get into the room to begin with! That door wasn't exactly made of foam. And she had found her twin boys in the kitchens, raiding the generous amounts of food for the feast for cookies and ice cream. Figures.

And now, she thought with a low groan, she'd have to wash all of the linens for the tables once again. Had they already been on the table, perhaps no harm would have been done. Instead, the were apparently still in the very toddler accessible box in which her three boys had barfed into, spilled their milk all over, and smeared the remnants of lunch upon. She felt no guilt as she angrily put them into their rooms for a very long time out.

She did, however, feel stress as she balled the linens in her hand and marched the trailing gather through the castle. The wedding was tomorrow and it took forever to wash things in this kind of place. She called down a servant and pushed the ball of white stained cloth into the bucket and poured bleach all over it. She then put the lid over it, gave the stick to the servant, and left her to do her job of cleaning.

Jack returned into the castle not a moment after Elsa left the room. He had just gotten his newly ordered purple shirt for ostentatious occasions, and had managed in just a couple minuets to spill mustard all over. He knew that if Elsa saw, she'd flip because it was expensive and he shouldn't be so careless, so he hurried down to the laundry area. He was pleased to find the laundry bucket already set up, and without looking to see what was inside, threw his shirt in and shut the lid. He turned the corner and disappeared right as the servant returned from her bathroom break and continued stirring, no knowledge of the extra item that had been thrown into the mix.

The next morning, the servant's shriek could be heard all the way throughout the castle. Elsa with her supersonic mother hearing, hurried down to the room at once.

"It's purple!" The servant cried, horrified. Elsa grasped at the once white linens, now stained lilac.

"How did this happen?" Elsa demanded, "Did someone plan to sabotage the wedding?" She demanded. The servant took in a sharp breath as she pulled out Jack's purple shirt from the bottom of the bin. Elsa's fury resounded through the whole castle.

"JACK FROST!" She screamed at her husband, who was chilling with Wynter and Izo in their bedroom.

"Hello dear…" Jack greeted, unsure of what he did this time to upset his wife. She threw the purple shirt at him. He un-balled it and gulped. She knew he had ruined it within a couple moments.

"Look, so I wanted to eat a hot dog and I guess I spilled- but honey look! No more stains!" He said, "Although it is a little lighter purple than I recall…"

"What are you talking about?" She gaped at him. He frowned.

"What are you talking about?" He asked in return. She hoisted him up.

"I'm talking about you ruining the wedding!"

"I…what?" Jack startled back, and Elsa forcibly grabbed his shoulder and angrily steered him through the halls. People moved out of her way with wide as the fuming queen passed.

Elsa finally reached the laundry area and threw up her hands. "Those, Jack." Jack went over and fingered the linens. He shrugged.

"Purple wouldn't be my first choice either, but hey I mean-," He began but Elsa hit him. Hard.

"No! You washed your gosh-darn shirt with the once white linens and now they say we don't have time to re-whiten them and everything is closed for the wedding, not to mention how difficult it would be to find people seeing this much fabric, so now we have to continue on with purple linens." Jack was silent.

"I see the problem." He admitted.

"We cannot let Aoife know right away; she probably so nervous that if she sees this-,"

"Sees what?" The king and queen froze as the little red-head wandered past, peeking her head in at hearing her name. Her eyes widened at the sheets, and she said nothing.

"So…" Jack coughed, after Elsa roughly nudged him, "I may have accidentally washed a new purple shirt with the linens…" Jack said uneasily, kicking the sole of his shoe into the ground.

"Aoife, you have no idea how sorry I am. If your marriage falls to shambles because of a ruined wedding, we will all blame Jack willingly." Elsa said, and Jack shot her a nasty look.

"Really dear?" He gave a rough sigh.

"No, it's surprising for sure…" Aoife came into the room cautiously, her hair and makeup already perfect. She touched the sheets, running them through her hands, "But…I like purple."

"What?" Elsa blinked, and Aoife shrugged.

"I figure it's too late to change it, but that's okay. Purple's my favorite color." She said.

"Really dear, you don't have to pretend to be okay with this because of my husband's stupidity."

"I really am sorry." Jack offered his heartfelt apology. Aoife just smiled and shook her head.

"If I let a little thing like this ruin everything, I wouldn't make a very good queen one day, would I?" She asked. She gathered up the linens, "We should put them on the table. Everyone's complaining they can't put anything down unless we have these in there."

She left with a swish of her robes, and left Jack and Elsa speechless.

"She may be okay with it now, Jack, but perhaps it hasn't really hit her." Elsa warned.

"Oh Elsa, stop worrying. She'll be laughing about this later." He assured.

"How can you be so calm?" Elsa asked with a shake of her head.

"I'm a carefree spirit." He reminded, and took his wife's hand, "Let's go and help, dear?"

They helped Aoife throw the now purple cloths over all the tables, and Jack only winced a couple times at the clashing deep red with the light purple. It looked like some greater god had punched the whole room, leaving a nasty bruise.

Heimdall rolled in just as they were finishing. Jack saw his eldest son give a double take at the colors, and came up to his fiancée with a confused look.

"…Purple?" He asked, "I may not be an artist, but don't the colors sorta…not look good together?" He asked.

Elsa opened her mouth, but Aoife held up a hand.

"Well, I was looking around the room, and I decided that we didn't have enough color." She said. Heimdall ran a hand over his face.

"Couldn't you have just gotten more flowers?" He asked.

"Nope." She said with a confident shrug, "I think it looks great!" Heimdall glanced around the room, grimacing, and shook his head.

"Whatever you want dear. I guess." He gave one last odd look to the very mismatched room and rolled his eyes before exiting. Aoife sent jack a wink.

"I'll be sure to tell everyone that this was my idea, Jack." She said with a giggle.

"They may always require a royal clothes matcher for you after this." Jack warned, but with a laugh.

"I think I'll take my chances." Jack came up and gave her a hearty side-hug.

"You have just became my most favorite child in law ever." He announced. She raised an eyebrow.

"I'm your only child-in-law. Unless Rin eloped with someone I don't know about." She commented.

"Shh…" Jack said, "Let's go find you a purple necklace to really tie the whole look together."

I just love Aoife. So easy going...I have to say, if it was my wedding, I may have been in a ball crying in a corner. But hey, you know!

So, at the moment, I'll post the list I had from the previous votes in the order that they go in, but you can change that by voting to get what you want to see to the top! Nothing is set in stone! And you can also request scenes that you'd like to see, but I'm not guarenteed to do them, but chances are I will.

Because this was going to be longer, and I'm sure people still want to see more, I'm putting this in the middle.

CURRENT CHAPTER LIST

1) Zur/Nash first meeting

2) How Nevada Lost Faith

3) Anna's Reaction to A Fake Man Getting Her Sister Pregnant

4) Zur/Nash Wedding

5) Manson's death and afterlife Part 1 (Multi-part and will act as Jack Wedding are)

6) Jack Wedding Part 2: Rin and Kane

7) Winter and Izo Meeting Their Wives

8) Problems With Having a Magic School in a National Park

9) Kai and Eira falling in love

10) Lila's Lover

11) Nash/Zur Underworld Vacation

12) North/Val Meeting

So if you want to see a chapter up the list, vote for it.

But I also want thoughts on the chapters, not just only voting, because that's not fun.

Love you,

Frosty.