A/N: This story takes place around today's time. You'll get a heavy presence of modern things such as cars, phones, and computers. Arendelle is located Norway so there may be some Norwegian influences on what Elsa says. Because she is from Norway and is a part of a kingdom however, you will still get the 'Disney princess feel' to Elsa and her family. And yes, magic is very real in this story and has a big influence on the plot. This is my first crossover Disney fanfiction, so please enjoy and don't forget to review! Please enjoy and review!

The earlier it is in the morning the more likely you are to have a heart attack when an unsuspected noise bangs around your room. Apparently the staff at the Arendelle castle did not get this memo because at four a.m. Princess Elsa almost died as she jerked up in her bed and fell to the floor with a thud. The door creaked open and the apologetic look of her mother made her calm down. She pushed herself to a sitting position and smiled at the queen, flinching as she felt the wooden slabs below her go cold around her hands and lower body. "Mother."

"Good morning Elsa, sorry to wake you like that, didn't mean to give you a scare." Her mother smiled and patted the young teenager on the shoulder as she sat onto her daughter's bed. She smoothed her long purple and blue dress, smiling and crossing one of her legs over the other. Elsa scooted back against her bed, careful not to touch it and ice over the wood and sheets even more. "I'm here to give you something," The queen reached into the large front pocket of her woolen dress, pulling out a small package in a brown cardstock bag. She placed it in Elsa's hand, expression not wavering from kindness as the brown turned to bright whites and light baby blues.

Elsa quickly ripped it open and peered inside. There were a couple of papers and an envelope inside. She pulled the envelope out and was surprised to find that it didn't ice over. The paper ripped easily and she pulled the letter out, unfolding it and letting her eyes scan over the words a couple of times. Her mother set a hand on her shoulder as her breath hitched. Elsa jerked around to stare at the queen with wide eyes. "This is…this is amazing!" She bolted to her feet and almost crumpled the letter in her hands. "If I would've known about this I would've requested to go there years ago!"

The queen stood. "It's a new program. They know about your powers, so they'd love for you to come and visit." Elsa squealed in delight and hugged her mother, then pulled away and sheepishly smiled at her. Smiling, Elsa's mother took the letter from her daughter and unfolded it again, reading bits and pieces of it out loud. "Dear Elsa of Arendelle and the rest of the royal family, the man in the moon has told us of your daughter's powers, and of her lack of control over them. We'd like to propose that you send her to our school for the gifted and talented." Her mother snickered at that and set the letter back down. "You're going to learn how to control your powers, Elsa; you're going to learn to do something besides concealing your feelings."

They were quiet for a long time after that, deciding to hug it out rather than exchange more words. Because everything that needed to be said had already been said. The letter instructed that this 'school', for lack of a better term, was located in New Zealand, a middle ground for all the applicants. She would have to make her way there as soon as possible, and be ready for training as soon as she got there. There would be others there too, others who were learning magic, others who couldn't control their natural instincts and impulses.

The two women released each other from their embrace and smiled at each other. The queen was free of any ice so they both made their way to the great dining hall for breakfast and to catch the king to alert him of Elsa's decision in the matter. The queen had snatched up the brown bag with all the papers in it, claiming that they all needed to be filled out before she could leave, and led her daughter to the dining hall.

The staff was already bustling around, get breakfast ready and cleaning the things that needed to be cleaned, and waking up those who needed it. Elsa could already imagine her younger sister waking up with that rat's nest of hair, all strewn over the place, covers intertwined with her legs. She smiled at the thought and pressed down her own hair when she sat at her seat. Her mother found her seat, hiking up her dressed to carefully sit on it and not ruin the fabric.

The door was slowly pushed open and the king came sauntering in, papers in hands and pencil between his teeth. "Dear, I'm not understanding this," He sat and passed his wife the papers along with the pencil she grudgingly accepted. The queen however flipped through pages, wrote a couple of things down, and slid the papers back over to her husband. He thanked her. "Elsa darling, good morning."

"Morning father."

"Did your mother talk to you about the academy?" She wondered about his choice of words, rolling the word 'academy' over and over in her mind. She found it strange that he use such a word, but shook her head and smiled at him.

"She did. And I've decided to go with it." He nodded, and when a glass was placed in front of him, he took a sip from it. Elsa straightened her back and reached to the middle of the table for her white elbow length gloves. She slipped them on easily and let her stomach gurgle when a plate of breakfast foods was set in front of her. "I'm leaving tonight."

He hummed into his glass and set it down just as a servant gave him his own plate. "So rash, are you sure you want to leave tonight?"

"Yes." Elsa nodded and folded her hands before her and around the plate on the table. "The sooner I can learn to control my powers, the sooner I can become Anna's bigger sister again. I know it's soon and I know I'm being a bit rash about this choice of mine, but I want this. I really, really want this."

The king chuckled and bit into his breakfast before him, looking up at her with acceptance. "Then you shall leave tonight. I'll get a car ready for you, pack your bags." She instantly brightened up and triumphantly picked at her own plate.

Anna joined them groggily fifteen minutes later, just in time for Elsa to finish and head back to her room. The young princess sighed and rested her head on the table, groaning out some random words and dragging her hands across the table. "What are we doing today?"

"Nothing that I know of," The queen said, brushing off her dress. "But you may help Elsa pack if you wish."

"Pack? Where's she going?"

"Elsa is going to New Zealand for a couple of weeks, or months, to attend some classes. I bet she'd love your help packing her bags." The king stared at his wife.

Anna jumped to her feet. "You think so?!"

"I know so. Now go, you're doing no good keeping her waiting." Anna jumped up and down excitingly, then scurried off towards the hallway with their bedrooms. This was definitely a change of ways; her parents would normally be completely against her and Elsa spending time together. Not to mention her sister would apparently rather die than be in a room alone with Anna. Ever. So when they said that she could help Elsa pack, well, there was no way Anna was wasting anytime between then, and her sister.

She skidded to a halt outside the white and blue door, knocking on it first, tucking her free hand behind her back. "Elsa?" The door slowly opened and Anna had to admit, she was a bit surprised. Her sister had her hair up in a neat bun, hands covered in gloves, dress in hands. She smiled. "Mother told me to help you, may I?"

With a quizzical look, the white haired princess stepped aside and let her younger sister inside. Anna oo-ed and awed as she placed foot in the room she had never really been in. There was a large leather bag placed on Elsa's bed, clothes and other items just shoved inside. "Oh Elsa," Anna walked over to the bag and shook her head, pulling everything out and folding all the dresses. "If you actually organize your stuff you can fit a lot more into the bag."

Anna giggled as her sister turned bright red and placed everything back into the leather suitcase. She helped Elsa, without ever managing to get close enough to touch her, but Anna did share a small conversation about where she was going. "It's going to be perfect for someone like me. I'll be back soon Anna, trust me, and when I come back everything's going to be different."

The sisters smiled at each other, then the elder escorted the younger out of her room and shut her door once more. Anna didn't mind though. After years of being shut out, shut up, and shut down, this change in pace couldn't be any better.

The earlier it is in the morning the more likely you are to have a heart attack when an unsuspected noise bangs around your room. Apparently the staff at the Arendelle castle did not get this memo because at four a.m. Princess Elsa almost died as she jerked up in her bed and fell to the floor with a thud. The door creaked open and the apologetic look of her mother made her calm down. She pushed herself to a sitting position and smiled at the queen, flinching as she felt the wooden slabs below her go cold around her hands and lower body. "Mother."

"Good morning Elsa, sorry to wake you like that, didn't mean to give you a scare." Her mother smiled and patted the young teenager on the shoulder as she sat onto her daughter's bed. She smoothed her long purple and blue dress, smiling and crossing one of her legs over the other. Elsa scooted back against her bed, careful not to touch it and ice over the wood and sheets even more. "I'm here to give you something," The queen reached into the large front pocket of her woolen dress, pulling out a small package in a brown cardstock bag. She placed it in Elsa's hand, expression not wavering from kindness as the brown turned to bright whites and light baby blues.

Elsa quickly ripped it open and peered inside. There were a couple of papers and an envelope inside. She pulled the envelope out and was surprised to find that it didn't ice over. The paper ripped easily and she pulled the letter out, unfolding it and letting her eyes scan over the words a couple of times. Her mother set a hand on her shoulder as her breath hitched. Elsa jerked around to stare at the queen with wide eyes. "This is…this is amazing!" She bolted to her feet and almost crumpled the letter in her hands. "If I would've known about this I would've requested to go there years ago!"

The queen stood. "It's a new program. They know about your powers, so they'd love for you to come and visit." Elsa squealed in delight and hugged her mother, then pulled away and sheepishly smiled at her. Smiling, Elsa's mother took the letter from her daughter and unfolded it again, reading bits and pieces of it out loud. "Dear Elsa of Arendelle and the rest of the royal family, the man in the moon has told us of your daughter's powers, and of her lack of control over them. We'd like to propose that you send her to our school for the gifted and talented." Her mother snickered at that and set the letter back down. "You're going to learn how to control your powers, Elsa; you're going to learn to do something besides concealing your feelings."

They were quiet for a long time after that, deciding to hug it out rather than exchange more words. Because everything that needed to be said had already been said. The letter instructed that this 'school', for lack of a better term, was located in New Zealand, a middle ground for all the applicants. She would have to make her way there as soon as possible, and be ready for training as soon as she got there. There would be others there too, others who were learning magic, others who couldn't control their natural instincts and impulses.

The two women released each other from their embrace and smiled at each other. The queen was free of any ice so they both made their way to the great dining hall for breakfast and to catch the king to alert him of Elsa's decision in the matter. The queen had snatched up the brown bag with all the papers in it, claiming that they all needed to be filled out before she could leave, and led her daughter to the dining hall.

The staff was already bustling around, get breakfast ready and cleaning the things that needed to be cleaned, and waking up those who needed it. Elsa could already imagine her younger sister waking up with that rat's nest of hair, all strewn over the place, covers intertwined with her legs. She smiled at the thought and pressed down her own hair when she sat at her seat. Her mother found her seat, hiking up her dressed to carefully sit on it and not ruin the fabric.

The door was slowly pushed open and the king came sauntering in, papers in hands and pencil between his teeth. "Dear, I'm not understanding this," He sat and passed his wife the papers along with the pencil she grudgingly accepted. The queen however flipped through pages, wrote a couple of things down, and slid the papers back over to her husband. He thanked her. "Elsa darling, good morning."

"Morning father."

"Did your mother talk to you about the academy?" She wondered about his choice of words, rolling the word 'academy' over and over in her mind. She found it strange that he use such a word, but shook her head and smiled at him.

"She did. And I've decided to go with it." He nodded, and when a glass was placed in front of him, he took a sip from it. Elsa straightened her back and reached to the middle of the table for her white elbow length gloves. She slipped them on easily and let her stomach gurgle when a plate of breakfast foods was set in front of her. "I'm leaving tonight."

He hummed into his glass and set it down just as a servant gave him his own plate. "So rash, are you sure you want to leave tonight?"

"Yes." Elsa nodded and folded her hands before her and around the plate on the table. "The sooner I can learn to control my powers, the sooner I can become Anna's bigger sister again. I know it's soon and I know I'm being a bit rash about this choice of mine, but I want this. I really, really want this."

The king chuckled and bit into his breakfast before him, looking up at her with acceptance. "Then you shall leave tonight. I'll get a car ready for you, pack your bags." She instantly brightened up and triumphantly picked at her own plate.

Anna joined them groggily fifteen minutes later, just in time for Elsa to finish and head back to her room. The young princess sighed and rested her head on the table, groaning out some random words and dragging her hands across the table. "What are we doing today?"

"Nothing that I know of," The queen said, brushing off her dress. "But you may help Elsa pack if you wish."

"Pack? Where's she going?"

"Elsa is going to New Zealand for a couple of weeks, or months, to attend some classes. I bet she'd love your help packing her bags." The king stared at his wife.

Anna jumped to her feet. "You think so?!"

"I know so. Now go, you're doing no good keeping her waiting." Anna jumped up and down excitingly, then scurried off towards the hallway with their bedrooms. This was definitely a change of ways; her parents would normally be completely against her and Elsa spending time together. Not to mention her sister would apparently rather die than be in a room alone with Anna. Ever. So when they said that she could help Elsa pack, well, there was no way Anna was wasting anytime between then, and her sister.

She skidded to a halt outside the white and blue door, knocking on it first, tucking her free hand behind her back. "Elsa?" The door slowly opened and Anna had to admit, she was a bit surprised. Her sister had her hair up in a neat bun, hands covered in gloves, dress in hands. She smiled. "Mother told me to help you, may I?"

With a quizzical look, the white haired princess stepped aside and let her younger sister inside. Anna oo-ed and awed as she placed foot in the room she had never really been in. There was a large leather bag placed on Elsa's bed, clothes and other items just shoved inside. "Oh Elsa," Anna walked over to the bag and shook her head, pulling everything out and folding all the dresses. "If you actually organize your stuff you can fit a lot more into the bag."

Anna giggled as her sister turned bright red and placed everything back into the leather suitcase. She helped Elsa, without ever managing to get close enough to touch her, but Anna did share a small conversation about where she was going. "It's going to be perfect for someone like me. I'll be back soon Anna, trust me, and when I come back everything's going to be different."

The sisters smiled at each other, then the elder escorted the younger out of her room and shut her door once more. Anna didn't mind though. After years of being shut out, shut up, and shut down, this change in pace couldn't be any better.