So yeah, I figured to make this a series of Jelsa one shots. You can comment requests if you like. This one has two parts because I'm lazy :P

Sorry I haven't been posting a lot lately, I had to go out of town for a bit, schoolwork, boyfriend trauma, you know the deal. I'm going to try to be a lot more active though, you haven't heard the last from me!

-Erica :)


Elsa was always afraid of what she could do. When she was a child, she would always bet made fun of. She made sure nobody would ever say a word on the subject again. It was her deepest, darkest secret- and she intending to keep it that way.

As she walked through the sunny forest of Arendalle, she noticed that sooner or later she would be headed into the outskirts of Corona, where she wasn't protected by the laws of her own kingdom.

She stopped to regain herself, placing her hand on a tree. Boy, was it hot. Elsa panted and wiped the sweat from her brow. Maybe it was the gloves she was wearing.

She peered around for someone who may see. When the coast was officially clear, she took off her glove and frosted the tree. She pressed her back against it and sighed at its cool touch.

As Elsa continued on into the forest, she lost track of where she was. The sun was slowly starting to fall asleep, and the moon peaked its head out from the horizon. She sighed. Maybe she could find a village somewhere and ride home.

She stopped in the middle of her tracks when snow began to fall down on her. Confused, she looked at her hands. She didn't do this.

A gust of wind so strong nearly pushed her off her feet. "Who's there?" she called out. Like that would help.

She saw something move above her, headed to her left, further into the depths of the forest. Elsa couldn't see all too well with snow-painted leaves in her way, but she saw something just outright obsurd: feet. In the air.

Elsa picked up her purple skirts and ran towards it as fast as she could curiously. She stumbled over some rocks and twigs but beat on.

There was a large vine-covered rock on her way. She yelped before she could stop herself and pushed her arms in front of her, waiting for the impact, but she fell straight through the vines.

A secret tunnel emerged before her eyes, opening into a large field. Is this where the feet had gone?

She ran up to get a closer look and saw a large tower (larger than the ones at the castle, by far.) There were no ladders around it, no door at the bottom, only one at there very top, where a shadowy figure was perched. Frost spread all around the large window frame.

"Hello!" Elsa called.

The figure whipped its head around. Another person came up behind it. They looked at her, perplexed, and didn't say anything.

Elsa walked towards the tower causiously. What was she doing? "My name is Elsa," she still said, even through her regrets.

"I'm Jack," one of them said, "Why are you here, Elsa?"

Elsa gulped. "How did you make it snow?" If Jack was like Elsa, she definitely wanted to know.

Jack turned around towards the other figure, and they walked away. Jack jumped, making Elsa's heart leap. She screamed in horror, but Jack landed calmly on the ground with a laugh. She can't do that!

As Jack slowly walked towards her, Elsa analyzed him. If he represented snow, he definitely looked the part. A blue jacket with frost-like details hung over his slim yet fit body. His hair was even lighter than Elsa's, like freshly fallen snow. Jack carried a long shepard's cane, and his eyes were almost bluer than Elsa's own. Snow sprouted from Jack's feet as he walked closer to Elsa.

"I can do that too," Elsa announced.

Jack smirked, "No you-"

He was interrupted when Elsa through a snowball at him. He looked around at her, "How did you- theres no snow by you!"

Elsa formed another snowball in the palm of her hand with ease. She looked at Jack and dropped the cold ball to the floor. "How can you do that?"

Jack looked at Elsa with wide eyes.

"Jack?" called a female voice from the tower.

Jack looked at the tower and back at Elsa. "Come inside, but don't freeze the place. My friend goes through a lot of trouble to keep it clean as it is."