(A/N: Instead of continuing updating my other fics like I should, the idea for this popped in my head so I just had to start writing it. There is no Mr. Anderson, Hans's mom is a widow.)

Hans flipped through the channels aimlessly, hating being alone in the large cabin living room. He hated this time of year. His family's friends would be coming to stay for the rest of the year in the lodge. His lodge.

Well, it wasn't technically his. It was his parents'. But the eighteen-year-old still felt he had more of a right to it then them.

Word was that some new people would be coming to stay in the Southern Isles Lodge. His parents' friends had apparently passed away in some accident, and now their kids are coming to stay with them. They were to be arriving later this afternoon.

He knew for sure who was already coming. His parents' friends Primrose, Thomas, and their daughter, Rapunzel. The only good thing about that was that Rapunzel's boyfriend would be coming, Flynn.

Flynn didn't snowboard or anything like that, so someone was there to hang out with him so Hans wouldn't be completely alone.

Hans used to snowboard. He used to be on his way to being one of the best. But that was before the accident.

He didn't know much about the other kids who were coming. Just that they were two sisters who were around his age, and that they were Rapunzel's cousins.

One by one his brothers, twelve of them, came in from the slope, snow falling off of their clothes.

"Now, really, boys?" Their mother, Mrs. Anderson, asked from the kitchen. "We're having company! A lot of them! So you need to be on your best behavior!"

"For a year." Hans mumbled.

'"Honestly, Hans. Manners." Mrs. Anderson began chopping the celery harder.

"I just don't get why they can't stay in another lodge." Hans approached the counter where his mother was furiously chopping vegetables.

"This one is plenty big enough," She was right, this lodge was rather on the large side. Very large. "Besides, they are like family, and will be treated as such."

Hans rolled his eyes. They weren't like family at all. They were friends just looking for a place to snowboard.

"So," Hans's oldest brother, Klaus, sat down beside him at the counter. "Tell me more about these new girls."

"Yeah!" Andrew joined him.

"Well, the youngest one, Anna, is sixteen, and Elsa, the older one, is seventeen. Elsa just recently graduated and Anna is taking online courses. I haven't seen them in a while, but they are very sweet and from what I've seen, quite the beauties. But no flirting!" She eyed Andrew and Klaus.

Klaus put up his hands. "Too young for me." He walked away.

Andrew looked thoughtful. "Eh, me too." He approached his younger brother. "But not for you little brother!" He rustled his hair and ran off. Hans couldn't help but smile a bit. The teasing form his older brother had died down with age, and now it was a bit more friendly.

Mrs. Anderson's phone beeped, she halted her assault on the vegetables.

"Ohmygoshohmygosh they are early! They'll be here in less than half an hour!" She soon started cleaning the already spotless lodge.

Hans rolled his eyes and went to his room, praying that this year wouldn't be completely miserable.

Half an hour away, in a mini van, Elsa Arendelle was hoping the exact same thing. Rapunzel and Anna were chatting away excitedly, and Flynn was groaning at being drowned in the third back row by the abundance of bags.

Elsa sighed, looking out the window at the snowy slopes. She knew she woudn't fit in here. She didn't snowboard like her sister, or her cousin, or like the family they were going to be staying with.

She wasn't blessed with the natural abilities that ran through her family. She had been born premature, had a weak immune system, and was much more frail than the rest of her family.

Elsa did, however, ice skate, It required her to have a very strong core, something she wasn't born with. She had to work for it. Even if she couldn't snowboard or ski, she could do something that set her apart from the rest. Elsa may appear frail, but do not challenge her. Once, Flynn had called her a 'ballerina' or something like that, and they got into a very serious wrestling match. One that Elsa won.

"-ink?"

"What?" Elsa was pulled out of her thoughts, not realizing someone had been talking to her.

"I said," Primrose began. ""This will be fun! Don't you think?"

Elsa smiled and nodded, not believing herself one bit.

'Well, at least I have Flynn.' Elsa thought. Flynn, one of her best friends, didn't snowboard. She'd be able to hang out with him while everyone else was on the slopes.

Meanwhile, Anna was shaking she was so excited. No more school! Well, she still had school, but it was online. Anna was going to be able to snowboard whenever she pleased, instead of begging her sister to drive her. She'd be able to spend quality time with her best friend, Rapunzel, and maybe meet the love of her life!

Anna was a bit of a romantic.

She also wished she could share some of that fun with her sister. Elsa was tiny, like, ridiculously tiny. She was a bit shorter than Anna, and most definitely thinner. Once their parents died, Anna felt like it was her duty to watch out for Elsa, to make sure she was safe and out harm's way. Anna was glad she would have someone with her, even if that person was Flynn, the reckless trouble maker.

They neared the large lodge, which Rapunzel believed was more like a mansion.

Elsa immediately got out, the cold not bothering her one bit. Her long curly hair tucked under her hoodie was insulation enough.

The girls grabbed as many of their bags as they could, while Flynn and Thomas carried the rest.

Mrs. Anderson was already out there at the entrance to greet them and usher her in.

The boys all came out of their rooms to greet the girls at the sound of their mother.

"Oh goodness! Look at you two," She put her hands on the sisters' shoulders."All grown up!"

She hugged the girls and Rapunzel, and began talking to Primrose and Thomas excitedly.

"Boys?" She suddenly called. "Can you get their bags?"

Klaus and Andrew immediately volunteered to get the girls' bags and show them to their rooms.

Hans observed the sisters. One of them, who he assumed was Anna by the monogramming on her bags, was built like an athlete. She was no doubt a snowboarder if her duffel bags were any indication. He was surprised at the blonde one, Elsa, who was incredibly tiny. She was in no way built like an athlete.

Elsa noticed his staring and stared right back, refusing to be intimidated.

He was tall, very tall, and well built. As far as she could tell from under his shirt.

When their eyes locked, Hans realized he was staring into the iciest eyes he ever saw. They looked hurt, and unforgiving, like something terrible had happened to her. He averted his eyes.

After an hour of settling in and Mrs. Anderson's hot chocolate, Klaus spoke up.

"So, who's ready to go out to the slopes?"

Everyone agreed excitedly, and left to go get ready, leaving Hans, Elsa, and Flynn sitting in the living room. Flynn left Elsa's side and went over to Hans.

"Hey man. Long time no see." They did that weird handshake-hug that guys do, and Flynn regained his spot by the blonde.

'They know each other?' Elsa thought. 'Why isn't he going to go snowboarding?'

Elsa lent over to Flynn and whispered something in his ear.

'Can she not speak out loud?' Hans thought, quirking an eyebrow.

"Uh, I think they do. Do you wanna go?" Flynn asked her.

"No. I was just wondering. Maybe later." She said quietly.

There was a moment of awkward silence before Flynn interrupted it.

"Okay. Lets introduce ourselves." He began. Flynn hated silence. And he hated the way Elsa and Hans kept staring at each other. He just wanted to break the ice. "Okay, Elsa. This is Hans. He doesn't snowboard, if you're wondering. He's a pretty chill dude, kind of on the sarcastic side, but give him a break, its his defense mechanism."

"Hey!" Hans felt offended. He didn't think he had a defense mechanism.

"Anyways, Hans. This is Elsa. She doesn't snowboard either. Hey look! Something in common! She does ice skate," Hans had to contain his laughter. "She's also super smart, and on the quiet side, but don't tick her, believe me, I know."

'How scary can a ballerina be?' Hans wanted to say. He didn't find her the least bit threatening. Everything except for her eyes.

Eventually everyone came out in their gear and said bye, ready to leave. Flynn first had to assure Mrs. Anderson that they were fine by themselves.

Anna didn't leave before tackling Elsa in a big hug.

"Bye, sis." Anna waved to her sister while the blonde recovered from the intensity of the hug.

"Bye." She said quietly.

Soon everyone was gone and the awkward silence continued. Flynn observed how Elsa and Hans would sneak looks at each other in between looking at their phones.

'Oh.' Flynn thought, realizing something between the two. 'This is gonna be fun.'

(A/N: Uh oh. Matchmaker Flynn. Will Hans and Elsa be able to get over their defense mechanisms long enough to realize they actually have a lot in common? How am I gonna bring Kristoff into the story? All good questions that I currently do not have an answer for.)