Chapter 29: Meet My Two Sons!

A goofy smile was plastered on Ariel's face. "Yes! They're the two, how'd you know?"

Elsa felt her sister tense up beside her and whispered, "Don't worry, Anna, it'll be fine."

"They go to Arendalle University, am I right?" Anna asked, gripping onto her sister's hand tightly.

"Ah yes, my second son, Eric, just transferred there, and Hans has been there for some time now."

Elsa whispered to her father. "What made you decide to marry her?"

Aladdin glared at her daughter but the glare was quickly replaced by a fake smile as soon as Ariel spoke. "Elsa, Anna, I know this is unexpected and all, but I really hope you can accept me as your new mother. And for my sons, well they're trouble makers, but they're actually really sweet."

"Really sweet, am I right?" Anna muttered under her breath.

Their grandpa was the next to speak. "Where are your two sons now, if I am not mistaken, they'll be moving here as well?"

"Oh yes, they're on their way right now." Ariel beamed up at Max's son.

As soon as the two were kicked out of the Valentine's residence, they sat around, wandering what they should do. Drifting slowly from the grey skies above, tiny snowflakes danced a graceful dance until they collided with their own kind on the pavement.

"What now?" Kristoff asked his head in his big hands.

Jack replied with a shrug, "I don't know, but we're not leaving, that's for sure."

Kristoff nodded in agreement and muttered. "Can you start your car? I'm cold…"

Jack chuckled and jogged over to the car and ignited the engine, turning the heat up to high to let Kristoff warm up. "I'm going to go make Elsa's father like me," was the last thing Kristoff heard from Jack before he disappeared behind the big castle like building.

His shoes kissed the top of the snow and left a light imprint as he walked around the enormous building, searching for a way to contact Elsa. Remembering what Elsa had said, Jack made his way to the very far end of the building and to his surprise, he did find a window, the window that would allow himself to find the girl of his dreams. Hoping she was in her room at the moment, Jack scrambled around for pebbles in the freshly-fallen snow to capture Elsa's attention.

A few moments later, he had gathered a handful of pebbles and some ice-cubes and was ready to hurl them at the window. Jack drew his right hand back and swung. The first pebble missed by a few centimeters. He swung again and missed, then again, and again. Growing frustrated, he swung what was left of the handful of pebbles and to his surprise, most of them made a tapping sound on the window. But being the guy he was, he wasn't aware of them falling back to hit him until they rained down on him like a hailstorm.

Jack whimpered in a pain and ran around in circles, trying to avoid the falling stones. A sweet giggle was heard from above him. Jack let his eyes wander up until his eyes locked with their mirror image.

"Are you dancing with the snowflakes, or the stones I guess?" Elsa giggled, leaning out of the windowsill. Her white hair danced in the winter wind, she looked like a trapped princess out of a fairy-tale – which meant that Jack would be the knight in shining armor to save her.

"I would rather dance with you, Snowflake." Jack teased, dropping onto one knee, held up his hand and stared into Elsa's stunning blue eyes.

Elsa disappeared from sight and Jack frowned, did I scare her away? But moments later, the crunching of snow was heard and he knew instantly it was her princess – the one who had escaped without the help of the prince in shiny armor. The princess trotted towards the prince but he quickly looked away.

Jack puffed up his cheeks and made a low 'humph!' sound. Elsa gave his back a confused look then smirked. She brought her thin pale hands around his waist and pressed herself flat against his back. (AU: OMG OTP BACK HUG IS THE BEST I'M FANGIRLING.) She felt her prince stiffen at her sudden touch but he quickly began to relax in her arms. Elsa pressed her cheek in-between his shoulder blades softly.

"Hi." Elsa whispered into his muscular back.

Jack bit the inside of his cheek to stop from reply to Elsa's sweet voice.

"Jack, are you pouting?" Elsa bit back a laugh.

"Humph!" Jack pouted, his hands clenching into fists to resist the urge to hold onto Elsa's delicate hands.

The winter wind whispered around them, blowing their hair from left to right. The cold seeped into their clothes, but somehow, the small body heat that the couple possessed seemed to warm them from the top of their heads to the ends of their toes.

"Why are you pouting?" Elsa whispered, the winter wind carrying away her gentle voice.

"The princess has escaped without the help of the prince." Jack replied.

Elsa chuckled softly into his back. "And by any chance are you the prince?"

Jack nodded in response, and suddenly twisted to face Elsa in the dancing snow. He ran his thumb over her cheekbone and smiled. "Well, now that I think about it, if the princess escapes just to be with the prince, I wouldn't mind."

Elsa giggled and intertwined her delicate pale fingers with Jack's. "I thought you went back after Father kicked you out."

"Tomorrow's your birthday Silly, of course I wouldn't leave." Jack planted a kiss on Elsa's forehead.

"But how would we celebrate it? Father doesn't like you, or Kristoff." Elsa pointed out, worry curtaining her eyes.

A smile tugged at Jack's lips and replied, "Well we're going to make him like us, when's dinner?"

Elsa pulled her phone out from her back pocket and replied, "In an hour."

Jack quickly shot his arms up into the air and released Elsa, "I've got time!" he shouted.

"For what?" Elsa asked, looking up at him in question.

Jack placed his finger on her lips and with that; he jogged to the back car and yelled at Kristoff. "We're going to go surprise the stubborn old man and the ladies."

Kristoff glanced at Jack from under his bushy hair and asked. "What are we going to do?"

Before Jack could reply, a silver Lamborghini pulled up beside the Jeep. The engine was cut and out appeared the person that Kristoff hated the most, Hans.

"What is he doing here?" Kristoff asked between gritted teeth.

Jack placed his hand on his friend's shoulder in attempt to calm him, but by the way his friend shook with rage, he knew there was no way to contain his anger.

"My my my, what a big house they have, soon it will be ours, brother." Hans said with a smug look plastered on his face. He wasn't aware of Jack and Kristoff in the Jeep.

Eric tucked the keys into his jacket pocket and looked warily at his brother. "Please don't say that, Mom isn't marrying into their family to take over their business, she genuinely likes Elsa's dad."

Hans chuckled his emotionless laugh, "You're too naïve, Eric, women don't like one guy for long, once they get what they want, they move on."

Kristoff's burly hands clenched into fists and he hissed. "What kind of bullshit is this guy spouting?"

Jack squeezed his shoulders and they continued to listen to the two brothers talk.

"I do not believe women are like that," Eric replied meekly.

Hans glared at his younger brother but didn't reply. He stared up at the Valentine's household and he actually looked hurt for a second, but it was quickly replaced with his smug smile.

Kristoff unlocked the passenger side door and stormed out, meeting Hans eye-to-eye. "Hans."

Hans' face was priceless at the moment, as if he just came in contact with the Devil himself. But it was quickly flushed away by his smug smile, once gain. "Well isn't it the whore's savior?"

Kristoff's blood boiled in his veins, his knuckles turning white. "What right do you have to call Anna a whore?"

Han's snickered and replied. "Stop defending her, she's not even good in bed."

That was all that was needed to push Kristoff off the edge. He lunged at Hans, his fists pounding into the other's face. Kristoff's usual gentle voice was now hoarse with anger and the words that left his chapped lips weren't the most gentlemen like. Jack watched the scene unfold before him in the care before he realized what was happening. He quickly climbed out of the driver's seat and tried to haul Kristoff off of Hans, but the cocky man was already bleeding from his nose and cuts lined his forehead. Eric stood behind the car, his feet glued to the ground from the shock.

Yet he was still able to snicker, and choke out, "You won't get away with it this time."

Kristoff glared at the beat up Hans underneath him, swore, got up, and dusted himself off, as if everything that happened a minute ago didn't happen. "Well shall we go?" he asked Jack.

Jack looked at Kristoff and said, "We should get him inside."

Kristoff didn't deny anything, nor did he agree to anything. He simply stood there as he watched Jack and Eric try to carry Hans into the house. They stood awkwardly at the front door until the servants opened up and quickly ushered them inside at the sight of Hans.

Ariel, the sisters, the father and son were chatting happily, or so they thought, inside the living room when Yuuta burst into the room and shouted about Hans needed medical care immediately.

"My Hans?" Ariel asked warily, unhitching herself from the grasp of Aladdin. Yuuta nodded and Ariel asked her to show where she had taken Hans.

Hans was lying in the guest bedroom, the white sheets stained with red spots. Eric was sitting in a chair, staring at his older brother, his eyes glazed over. Kristoff and Jack were perched on the wall; silence covered the once cheerful room. Ariel burst in; tears were already forming at the edge of her eyes, she was followed by everyone else who was in the living room.

Ariel knelt down next to her hurt son and tears leaked down her face. Aladdin glared at the two boys on the wall and asked, "Why are you in my house?"

None of them replied, they couldn't find the words for it.

"Why are you in my house?" Aladdin demanded an answer.

Jack spoke up this time. "We've met before, haven't we? Well I just want to let you know that I am dating your daughter, and this guy," he stabbed a finger into Kristoff's shoulder, "Is dating your younger one. That is all we had to say, we will be taking our leave now."

"You! Were you the one who did this!?" Ariel shouted at Kristoff, looking down at her son.

Kristoff simply nodded and unhitched himself from the wall, getting ready to leave.

Ariel pulled him by his shirt and sobbed, "Why! Why did you do that?"

Kristoff said nothing in reply but Anna replied for him. "Your son tried to rape me."

(SORRY I DIDN'T UPDATE IN FIVEEVER. I KNOW SORRY. I'M BUSSY. I'M SORRY /3)