After Jack explained everything, Elsa blinked as she sat on her bed, looking confused in her silence.
"So," She recapped slowly. "This evil man named Pitch Black, also known as the Boogeyman, is after me because my fear gives him more power than others. You were ordered by the Man in the Moon, the first Guardian like you, to protect me from Pitch and help me control my powers."
Jack laughed shortly. "Yeah, but when you put it like that it sounds kind of crazy."
"Well, the fact that Jack Frost is standing in front of me and explaining to me that Santa Claus, the Tooth Fairy, the Easter Bunny, the Sandman and the Boogeyman are all real is a little overwhelming." Elsa said with a breathless laugh.
He grinned, leaning on his crooked wooden staff. "I see your point."
She smiled shyly and looked down, noticing his bare feet. "Why aren't you wearing shoes?"
Jack looked down and shrugged, wiggling his toes. "I don't know, I just woke up that way."
"Woke up?" Elsa asked, raising a blonde eyebrow.
"Uh, yeah," He said almost sheepishly, rubbing the back of his neck behind his messily arranged white hair. "That's a long story."
"We have some time." The future queen replied with another slight smile.
Jack laughed shortly again. "Well, Your Highness, here we go." And with that, he explained his experience.
When he finished, Elsa nodded slowly. "So you eventually got your memories back, and discovered what exactly you were guarding."
"Yeah," Jack confirmed. "I'm the Guardian of Fun."
"Then why were you chosen to guard me?" Elsa asked, raising an eyebrow again.
Jack laughed. "Are you calling yourself boring?"
She nodded in confirmation.
He laughed again. "Then let me teach you fun."
"No," Elsa said quickly. "Not here. I have... I have my coronation as Queen tonight."
Jack nodded, smiling slightly. "After then."
"After." Elsa agreed.
Jack whistled from the windowsill of the coronation hall as royals from all over crowded inside for the crowning of the new Queen of Arendelle. The strawberry blonde girl he had seen running through town and singing walked briskly inside the hall, moving to stand off to the side of the center, where other royal family members would stand. This was the younger girl in his memory. Elsa's younger sister, Anna.
But something was different; there was a white streak in her hair. Something had happened to her, and Jack's memories sparked again.
Little Anna hopped from snow pile to snow pile as Elsa made them, though Elsa started to look strained as Anna hopped faster and faster.
"Slow down, Anna!" Elsa called over her sister's giggling.
"Got to catch me!" Anna exclaimed as she bounded.
Elsa began to get frightened, and ice grew around her feet. She slipped, falling on her stomach before Anna leaped again.
"Anna!" Elsa cried, ice firing out of her hand to try and build another snow bank. She missed her target and hit Anna in the head with her ice.
Jack's eyes got wide as he watched, a white streak tracing through Anna's strawberry blonde hair.
"Jack, help me!" Elsa cried, small shimmering tears tracing down her cheeks. After Jack landed beside her, checking Anna's pulse and pressing his cold hands to her forehead gently. "Mama! Papa!" Elsa called again, worriedly.
"Elsa, what have you done?!" Her father asked, harsh and alarmed as her parents rushed into the throne room. Like most adults, Elsa's parents couldn't see Jack quietly comforting Elsa.
"It was an accident," Elsa promised, still crying.
And the memory ended.
Elsa walked down the hall after all of the dukes and duchesses, princes and princesses, and lords and ladies had piled inside the hall. Once she had made it down the hall, she reached for the royal items; a scepter and a strange ball thing that Jack didn't have the slightest idea of what it was.
"M'lady," The priest holding the items whispered to Elsa. "Gloves."
Elsa's porcelain skin went impossibly paler and she reached to pull off her gloves, her hands trembling with her growing anxiety.
Jack watched closely.
When Elsa picked up the royal items and ice didn't immediately sprout over them, she held them up and turned around, presenting herself as the new Queen before ice did start to creep slowly up the scepter and round royal item. She became even more nervous.
When the priest finished, Elsa snapped back around to pull her gloves back on, placing the royal items back where they should've been, her nerves settling slowly.
But now it was time for the celebration.
