Fears Disclaimer: I don't own Frozen or Mike, If I did Mal and the others would still be here *Cries* I MISS MY MAL!
Hey, what's up guys! Yeah I know I need to update "The Alters Play Monopoly" but I have been getting sidetracked everytime I go to write it OR I have no inspiration. So anyways this is MY TD Frozen crossover and will be different to most. I've had the idea since I first saw the movie, but haven't been bothered to write due to lack of inspiration {AGAIN!} Anyway, I hope you enjoy!
Deep in the castle of the kingdom of Wawanakwa two 8 year old children run around the halls, laughing happily as they try to tag each other.
The girl being chased was Zoey, One of the castle maids daughters. Zoey often hung around in the castle, as she was bullied by the other children in the town and was very lonely because of it.
The boy chasing Zoey was Prince Mike. He had found Zoey alone and upset in the castle garden one day while taking a walk. Mike himself was also lonely, as his parents were always to busy to pay him any attention, The only friends he had were his imaginary ones... At least most people thought they were. Mike thought they were quite real. They spoke to him, even sometimes took control of him. How could people think they were just imaginary? Mike always wondered. But Mike and Zoey became quick friends, they liked the same things and both knew what it was like to be lonely. Mike never told Zoey about his friends though. Even though he was the prince, people thought he was weird.
Since Zoey's mother worked at the palace she allowed Zoey to come with her as she liked knowing Zoey had a friend. And as Mike's parents were always away or busy, apart from the staff, they had a whole castle to themselves.
Mike ran around the stairwell, chasing Zoey all the way down. The red haired girl giggled in responce.
"You can't catch me!" She squealed.
"Just you wait!" He replied, and the two ran into the dining hall. Just as they neared the door on the other side of the room, Mike's mother appeared in front of them.
"Michael! Why are you still awake! You should be in bed fast asleep by now!"
Mike gulped. He tried not to get in trouble. But sometimes no matter how hard he tried, nothing worked out.
Zoey, not wanting to get her only friend I'n trouble spoke up.
"Um.. Excuse me. Queen..." She spoked hesitantly, The queen turned around.
"Yes child."
"It was my fault..." Zoey admitted. "I read the time wrong." Mike's eyes widened. Why was she owning up for him?
"Well in that case no ones in trouble." She sighed. Zoey's mother then appeared at the door where the two children had entered.
"I have to go." Zoey said. "Bye Mike." She then hugged him, curtsied his mother and then ran to hers. Zoey and her mother then left.
"Mike go to bed." She told the prince the left leaving him alone.
Mike trudged up to his room and climbed up onto his bed. He hugged his pillow and the voices in his head started talking.
"Geez dat lady is harsh!" Vito complained. Mike didn't overly like Vito as he usually go him in trouble.
"Thanks for stating the obvious mate." Manitoba said rolling his eyes. Mike thought Manitoba was cool, but he often got in trouble by the maids because there might be a snake at the dinner table or the garden has been torn up.
"Svetlana thinks that maybe we should just stay out of her sight." Svetlana said. Mike liked Svetlana. She didn't get him I'n trouble. If anything she stopped the others from getting in strife!
"Darn kids!" Chester yelled. "Back in my day, we respected our elders!" Mike didn't mind Chester as much as Manitoba and Vito. Sure he was annoying. But he was like the grandfather he never had.
"News flash. We don't care!" Mal retorted, flipping his Emo hair into it's natural place in front of his eye. Of all the alters Mal was the hardest to control. He was the first one of Mike's 'Special friends' and helped him through being lonely at first. But when the others came so did a new Mal. A grumpy, malevolent, sadistic Mal. Mike didn't mind Mal much if he just stayed in the mind. But when he took control... A path of broken things were usually in his place.
"Guys just be quiet." Mike mumbled, pushing the pillow onto his face.
"Someones not happy." Manitoba said.
"Who can blame him. Everybody hates him." Mal laughed, only to be punched by Svetlana.
"Just give Mike zome rezt already!" She yelled at the boys.
They fell silent and left to do their own thing.
Mal walked off to a darker section of the mind.
"One day they'll all pay for hurting us. One day." He whispered.
'But until then, I'll just leave a path of destruction' Mal thought grinning like a madman.
Mike eventually fell asleep. Dreaming of tomorrow, where he'll play with Zoey.
The next day Mike woke up to rapid knocking on his door. He slowly and tiredly got up thinking about who would be at his door this early. It was still dark out!
He opened up the door to find Zoey jumping up and down happily.
"Hey Mike!" She greeted enthusiastically. Mike raised an eyebrow.
"Not that I'm not happy to see you, because I am... But why are you here so early?" He asked.
"My mum had to get here early because one of the other staff members got sick so she is taking their place." Zoey explained. "So let's go and play!" She cheered.
Mike blinked at her. "It's so early though." He complained turning away from the red headed girl. Zoey frowned and thought for a moment. She looked out the window and saw a fresh heap of snow piled outside in the garden. She quickly grabbed his shoulder and he turned back around to her.
"Do you... Wanna build a snowman!" She asked in a sing song-y voice.
Mike grinned. In past winters, he and Zoey ALWAYS made snowmen.
"Yes, I wanna build a snowman!" He took her by her hand and the two ran down the halls and stairwells that led to the door to the garden. Mike had to shush Zoey every time her giggling got to loud as he wasn't supposed to be out of bed yet.
"Mike your going to get caught!" Svetlana yelled.
"I'm not." He murmured.
"Your not what?" Zoey asked.
"Um... Ah... In for tag today! Hehe yeah.." He lied. Zoey shrugged and the two continued to run.
When they got there, Mike opened the door and the children ran around the snow, throwing snowballs at each other, making snow angels and finally building a snowman.
Just as Mike ran to find some pebbles for the face but slipped on the ice. Mal from inside the mind could see Mike was weak and hurt so he saw this as an opportunity to get out.
Zoey, seeing Mike fall, ran over to try to help him.
"Mike! Mike! Mike!" She yelled and then he gasped. Zoey hugged him. "Mike! Are you okay?" She asked.
"Hehe Not Mike." He said in a demonic voice.
"Mike?"
"Once again. Not Mike." He said turning around. He now had dark shadows under his eyes and his hair flipped over one of them.
"Mike this isn't funny." Zoey said in a scared voice.
"You don't listen well do ya red." Mal said slapping the girl. "I'm not Mike." He growled. "I'm Mal!"
Zoey's eyes filled with tears.
"What's going on?" She cried.
"Oh not much. Thanks for asking though." He said grinning flashing off his gap tooth which before Zoey thought was cute. Now it was scaring her. He then picked up a sharp, jagged rock and cut her with it. She screamed in pain. Mal then pushed her down onto the ground. She fell into the snowman she and Mike were making just moments before and he cut her again.
"What... Do you want." She cried.
"The world in flames." He said, casually shrugging. He picked her up again and threw her against a pile of rocks and her eyes shut. He knew she was unconscious. He then let Mike back in control.
"Ow... My knee..." Mike complained looking at his leg which he had bruised on the ice when he tripped earlier. Ice... He wasn't on ice now. He was in snow. He looked up. Zoey was lying unconscious before him and the destroyed snowman the colour of blood.
"HELP!" He screamed. "SOMONE HELP ME." He cried. Tears pouring out of the princes eyes.
Several of the staff members, followed by Mike's parents came out. He hugged Zoey to his chest.
"I don't know what happened. One minute I slipped on ice the next... Zoey is next to me asleep." He looked at his mother. "Why won't she wake up?"
Mike asked, as he started sobbing even harder. Zoey's mother burst through the crowd.
"Zoey!" She cried and picked her up.
"Quickly, let's get her to a doctor!" Mike's father said as the small crowd comforted Zoey's mother. Mike's father escorted her and Zoey to the doctor and the other maids were ordered to go back to work leaving Mike and the queen in the garden.
Once she was sure no one was looking she slapped him.
"What happened!" She shouted.
"I don't know. Honest!" He cried.
"That's it! You're seeing a psychiatrist!" She shouted and grabbed his arm. She dragged him to a horse carriage.
"Carrie Lane!" She shouted to the driver. "And make it snappy!"
Once at the psychiatrist she dragged him inside.
"We need to see your best doctor. Right now." She said to the woman at the counter. Upon realizing it was the queen, she ran out of the room and came back in a minute later.
"Dr Tangle can see you now." She said and showed them to a room. There was a desk with a man on one side and an empty chair on the other.
"Prince Mike! Pleasure to see you." He smiled warmly.
"Well the circumstances are not all the plea-surly." She spat.
"What seems to be the problem?" He asked and she told him. When she was done he asked her to step outside.
"Take a seat Mike." He said gesturing toward the wooden chair opposite his.
"Now Mike. From what I've heard, you have some special friends don't you." He said. Mike was taken aback. How did HE know?
"Um I only have one friend... And that's Zoey." Mike lied.
"Now Mike. It's okay to have your special friends." He coaxed.
Mike sighed. "Yes I have other friends."
"Can you tell me about them?" Dr Tangle asked and Mike told him about all five of the Alters. He explained how they were voices in his head and sometimes took control of him.
"Mike. I think I know what your problem is." He said. 'Problem?' Mike thought.
"We ain't no problem." Yelled Vito from inside the head.
Manitoba slapped him.
"Just shut up mate. Your not helping."
"Mike do you know what MPD is?" He asked. Mike shook his head.
"It stands for Multiple Personality Disorder. It means those voices in your head.. Are real people. They take control of your body, and by the looks of it you don't know what happens. I'm pretty sure by the descriptions you gave me... Mal hurt Zoey." He told him. Tears poured down Mike's face. Mal hurt Zoey... He had a problem... He could only find one reasonable solution.
He was crazy.
"Mike I'm just going to talk to your mother." He opened the door and invited her in and sent Mike out. The closed the door so Mike couldn't hear them. The young boy pressed his ear against the door and made out a few sentences.
"Close the gates."
"Limit staff."
"Don't let anyone near him. Even Zoey."
Mike couldn't take it. He curled himself in a ball and slowly rocked himself until he fell asleep.
Mike woke later to find he was in his room. As he woke up his father walked in.
"Your mother told me everything." He said before Mike could say anything.
"Z... Zoey." He stuttered.
"She's safe." Mike breathed a sigh of relief. "But she suffered from amnesia. She doesn't remember what happened." His father told him.
"But... I... I can't see her." He said sadly. The king looked at his crestfallen son. He then pulled out medallion with Mike's face on it. He handed it to Mike.
"What's this?" He asked.
"A reminder. Of who's really I'n control." He replied smiling. Mike gave him a hug. Mike's mother may slap and yell at him. But his father cared. He was just to busy to notice him half the time.
The king then walked out of the room leaving the boy alone as he cried.
As the king walked away from the door Zoey stepped out from behind the corner and knocked on it.
"Mike!" She called.
No answer
"Mike!" She knocked again.
"Go away Zoey..." Mike murmured. Tears filled her eyes. Mike didn't want to play. He didn't like her.
She walked away from the door. Slowly and sadly.
Everyday for eight more years Zoey tried to get Mike out. Each time he turned her away. What had happened to him? She wondered. Why didn't he like her anymore?
Today was different though. She was walking through the dull hallway to Mike's room after the funeral. The funeral of HIS parents. They had died at sea as they tried to cross it to get another country to attend a wedding.
She hesitated for a moment and knocked on his door for the millionth time.
"Mike... I know your in there. Everybody has been asking were you've been... They all say "Have courage" And I'm trying to. And I've always been here for you. Please just let me in.
Please just let me in." She cried sitting down on the doorstep to his room. Leaning her head against the door. From the other side Mike was doing the same. He curled up in a ball and cried. Clutching his father's necklace he gave him to his chest.
"Yes I want to play..." He whispered.
"I just don't want to hurt you again..."
Well I hoped you liked it for the first chapter. And I'm really sorry if I don't update this frequently. Also I have at least 5 one shots in progress so far.
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~Jay~