Sorry! I have a lot going on in my life right now, and I barely had time for this. I NEEEEEEEEED date ideas, people, I don't have many! That's all for now, on with the show!

Elsa

Elsa packed up the picnic basket that the cooks had given her, grabbed the party poppers that Jack had given her, and tiptoed down to his room at the palace. She had agreed to let him stay for as long as he wanted, and she was glad that he was here today. She quietly opened the door and snuck into her bedroom, sat right next to him, and fired the party poppers off with a BANG!

Jack jumped out of bed, eyes wide and alert, and Elsa started cracking up. "Happy birthday!" she giggled, before absolutely going mad with laughter. Jack groaned. "I never should have shown you how to use those" he muttered, then brightened up. "But thanks for the birthday wishes." Elsa smiled warmly. "I packed a picnic, we're going out for the day." He grinned. "Yes! Best birthday ever!" He swung out of bed, ready to go. Elsa stood up. "I'll be downstairs when you're all dressed."

Twelve minutes later, Jack slid into the dining hall, bubbling with energy. Elsa stood up from the throne. She turned to her sister and said "You have throne duty for the day. Try not to go insane." Anna grinned. "Have fun, you two! And happy birthday, Jack!" He smiled. Everyone here was just so nice.

He and Elsa ran out the door. Outside were their horses, brought by a servant and ready to ride. Elsa mounted her steed, while Jack struggled with his. Finally, he managed to get on, but in doing so released one of the strips of cloth holding the saddle on place. With all the extra weight added, he promptly slid - on his saddle - under the horse. Elsa couldn't help laughing at the shocked look on his face. Suddenly, she got an idea. She unbundled her own strap, and slid right next to Jack, pecking him on the cheek. He grinned. "I like this new style of riding."


After they had gotten the saddles back in place and Elsa had shown Jack how to properly mount the steed, they set off for the fields on the edge of town, Elsa leading the way. They watched as the villagers gasped at their queen as she rode like a demon, laughing and talking with a young boy nobody had ever seen before. Elsa smiled. "They're not used to seeing me like this" she murmured to Jack. "They're used to seeing me poised and perfect, with a serious expression." Jack grinned so widely that Elsa's heart swelled at the sight. "Perfect is overrated and no one wants to live without laughter." Elsa nodded. "I agree."

Soon they came to the site where Elsa had prepared. The entire thing was covered in swirling ice, barely a drop of green could be sighted. Jack's eyes grew wide. "Woah" he whispered. Elsa giggled at his dumbfounded expression. "Be careful or your face could get stuck like that." He rolled his eyes. "Over here." She waved him over to the center of the snowy field and spread out the blanket. His expression changed from joyful to struck dumb for the second time that day as Elsa unpacked all the goodness in the enormous basket.

A small, strapped shut cooking pot that she opened to reveal his favorite soup - chicken noodle with some exotic spices - that he had tried for the first time at the palace. When he first tasted it, he mouth dropped and he just stared at the food for a solid ten minutes before quickly but politely spooning it all into his mouth - and then asked for seconds and thirds. She smiled, remembering.

Next came a full loaf of some of the kingdom's finest wheat bread, piping hot because of the special bag it came in, along with some creamy butter. This reminded her of when, just for fun, Jack tried to teach her to milk a cow. He had grown up in a small, rustic town, and his family had owned a cow. When she tried to do it, the beast kicked over the pail and chased Elsa around the courtyard with her screaming and the cow bellowing, while Jack sat there dying with laughter. From the expression on his face, she could tell he was thinking about that time too. She quickly put it down and got out the next item.

An enormous cake, swirled with blue icing and decorated with white flowers, was unpacked next. The design reminded her of the time they had lay down in her garden and looked for designs in the clouds. The funniest moment was when he had pointed at a cloud - which clearly was an elephant like the ones she had read about as a child - and said "Look! A teddy bear!" They fought, laughing, for hours over the shape and eventually called it a tie. To further bring forth the memory, she had the palace cooks shape a teddy bear and an elephant on the cake. To anyone else it might look childish, but it held meaning to them. This was a happy day, a day where they had felt nothing could go wrong, and she wanted today to be the same.

He looked at it all. "Wow...thanks Elsa." She smiled. "Don't mention it. This is your birthday, you deserve it." They looked at each other and laughed, then dug into the food.


Jack

Elsa bit into her cake. "So, twenty one today." He nodded. "Guess you can't call me 'Snow Boy' anymore." She shook her head, smiling with a mouthful of chocolate cake. She swallowed and said "Guess I have to call you 'Snow Man' from now on." Suddenly he eyes lit up. Jack took one look at her and her eyes widened. "No...no...nonononono you are NOT going to call me..."

"Frosty!" she cheered. He groaned. He would never live this down. She started to sing. "Frosty the Snowman, was a jolly, happy soul. With a big ol' staff, and he loved to laugh, but every Christmas he got coal. 'Cause Frosty the Snowman, was extremely naughty indeed. He would pull a joke on some poor old bloke then end up with a sad Christmas Eve..."

"Alright, alright! I give up!" She laughed. "Pack up the horses, it's time to go home" she added. His face fell, but he quickly packed. He knew she had a kingdom to run, and he was happy she had taken out a whole day to be with him. Once he had all the dishes packed away, he mounted his horse and took off for the castle. They moved swiftly but silently through the now quiet town. After reaching the castle, they handed off their horses to the groomsman and stood at the doors.

Jack looked into her kind, soft eyes. "Happy birthday" she murmured. He bent down and kissed her, softly, not wanting to ruin the moment. When they parted, all was silent until they heard a giggle from the bushes. Both turned to find Anna and Olaf softly laughing. Elsa blushed bright red, and they laughed even harder. But both stopped when Elsa turned to them, fury in her eyes, and chased them around the courtyard firing ice at them. Jack just started laughing. The perfect ending to a perfect day.

Maybe perfect wasn't so overrated after all.

Longest chapter I have ever done! Whoop! Who got the scene from Mulan II up there?

Peace out peeps,

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