A/N: Hey guys! So this is a crossover of ROTG and Frozen featuring Elsa and Jack. It's a little different and is definetly going to be a pretty long multi-chapter fic, but I have a really good idea of where this is going (I already outlined the plot and everything) so I'm going to be updating pretty regularly. Review please! Tell me what you think and I'm always open to suggestions! xoxo shinegirl
Disclaimer: I don't own anything except the plot.
Prolouge
"Hail the Queen!" A loud cry rang out as Queen Elsa of Arendelle strolled through the city square, nodding at her people and smiling as children around stopped to stare at her.
"Can you make it snow, Queen Elsa? Please?" A young girl asked, widening her eyes.
Laughing, Elsa agreed and created a quick, small flurry to entertain her latest admirers. Elsa kept going, greeting, smiling and keeping the royal, dignified look on her face. All the while, she kept her eyes open, searching for one face. The one face she'd been haunted by since she was young. The first one to ever know about her power.
He found out and then left me! Elsa though bitterly. All the acceptance in the world couldn't change the fact that the one person who spent her lonely childhood with her left and never returned. The only logical assumption that Elsa could make was that he had found out about her powers.
Sighing in resignation with yet another unsuccessful scouting trip through the city, Elsa trudged up to her room, ignoring her sister's gleeful shouts from across the hall, curled up in her bed and closed her eyes, her heart pining for the one mystery left in her wonderful life.
Where are you, Jack?
Jack Frost was in the North Pole. Actually, he was on Santa's huge furry couch, repeatedly poking the Easter Bunny with his cold, bare toes and bored out of his mind with yet another irritating lecture about "guardian shit", as he so lovingly called it. The whole thing, being a guardian and all that jazz wasn't all they worked it up to be. He mostly just did the same thing, but with amazing friends and believers. Jack smiled in spite of himself. The whole "sitting quietly during Santa's lectures" shebang was pretty worth it when it came with real friends and believers.
He was also pretty damn glad to have his memories back too. Well, most of them, at least. Or, only the important ones, he liked to tell himself. He had all the ones he absolutely needed to know.
But, the others... there was a lot missing, when he really thought about it, huge chunks of time and space just completely void. Jack dismissed the thought again. It is 2014 and you've been living without those troublesome things for a pretty long time. Does it really matter? He argued with himself.
Yes, yes it does, he thought solemnly. Deep down, Jack knew that it mattered a lot because he could feel something missing. Something, someone... he groaned out loud, catching the attention of his fellow guardians.
"Something the matter, Jack?" Santa asked, in his heavy Russian accent.
"Nope, not a thing, North." Jack sighed, but blew a flurry at Santa's face anyway, catching the big man by surprise and grinning when he got the reaction he'd wanted.
"Jack! You insufferable little-!"
"Gotta go old man! Catch ya in a bit!" Jack grinned and took off through the window, flying to clear his head. He could think about missing memories and beautiful blonde hair another time. Now, he was the guardian of fun and he aimed to please. That didn't stop him from softly singing the small tune that had been running through his head since he got his memory back.
Let it go, let it go. Can't hold it back anymore….