This is Elsanna One-Shot will be a mixture of fluff and angst.

Truth

I am with you
I will carry you through it all
I won't leave you I will catch you
When you feel like letting go
Cause your not, your not alone

- Not Alone, Red

Inside Arendelle Caslte, a nine-year old boy was running through the hallways, dodging servants along the way, occasionally he'll stop and do a survey of his surroundings making sure that his seekers aren't behind him or around the area. If this was any other boy and someone caught him he woukd a scolding from his parents for trespassing into the royal castle but this boy was no commoner or son of a nobleman for his hair was blonde, platinum blonde just like the queen with a little streak of strawberry-blonde, the hair color of his other mom, Princess Anna of Arendelle.

The boy had fair skin, green aqua eyes, a little dose of freckles on his cheeks, the boy name is Prince Henrik of Arendelle, son of Queen Elsa and her sister, Princess Anna of Arendelle. The boy couldn't have asked for better parents, his mothers will always have time to play with him, sure he enjoy playing with Olaf and the Snowgies but he enjoys playing with his mothers the most and right now he's enjoying the game they are currently playing.

Yet despite all the fun he had with his mothers, he started to question on why her mothers sometimes call each other 'sister', sometime the castle staff will refer his mom as sister when his mother is calling for her. As a toddler he didnt question in it, now nine-almost ten-years old, his mind began to ask questions on the subject.

His thoughts will have to wait as he has a game to win.

Henrik ran through the castle halls. His heart was pounding in his chest, terrified and exicted as he could sense the coldness in the air, no doubt his mother is nearby and if she's nearby then so is mom. "I should have taken another route, she is getting closer" Henrik thought to himself. Sure enough, the ice was getting stronger by the second and soon he wouldn't be able to outrun her.

It shouldn't be his mother who got him in the end though.

"There!"

Henrik froze, as he saw a strawberry blonde woman standing before him, blocking his only escape route. She stared at him with glee in her eyes, following his every move. "You thought you could hide from me and your mother? ELSA! I FOUND HIM!" she yelled and Henriks felt his heart sink. It was too late. There was no way out. He lost the game.

" Henrik…" a cold voice came from behind him. He turned around. Elsa moved towards him, slowly, her arms opening so to catch her son if he tried to make a break for it, her son was always the quick but impulsive, he gets that from Anna.

"Its not over mother. I can still win this game." Henrik said as he ready himself to run past her mother, slightly forgetting his mom was right behind him and ready to grab him.

Anna came up from behind him, smirking like a wild cat "Will let see if you can win my son."

"Ha!" Henrik turned tried to make a last, desperate attempt to run between Anna's legs, but she caught him right before he got away, and lifted him up under her arm. "Gotcha. Now bedtime for you now."

"I don't want to! Rematch, come on! You and Mother are still awake we can still play!" Henrik said as he playfully kicked and tried to wrestle himself out of her grip "Mom. Mother. The sky is still awake, we can still play!"

"Sorry son but it's past your bedtime, you have a lot to do tomorrow such as your studies with the royal tutors, so I dont want you sleeping during your classes." Anna said and laughed.

Henrik was a handful to both sisters when Elsa gave birth to him. At first they didnt know how they did it, everyone from Kai to Gerda to Kristoff they were all shocked when Elsa was pregnant and even more so when she was I guess you can call the 'father' of the child but it's all the act of True Love...and a bit of magic.

Elsa smiled softly and walked beside her sister and her son. "He is getting faster… Sooner or later he's going to be too fast that we won't be able to catch him...we might need a lock on his door." she wondered aloud.

"And miss our late night fun with our son? Elsa, I'll get bored and you'll drown in paperwork if we dont have our nightly hour of Catch our son."

"Your right about that mom." Henrik murmured and thought maybe this is a good time to ask his mothers about the things about them and see if it's true.

Both his mothers' laughed heartily. Elsa took him from Anna's arms and pulled him into a cool embrace "My little snowbug, why must you be like your mom?"

"Hey!" Anna pouted and looked offended "he could get this from you!"

"I doubt it Anna, considering your his 'father' and he gets a lot from you. From his raids in the kitchens to his impulsive and optimistic behavior. Who else has those traits dear sister of mine?" Elsa asked playfully while rubbing her son's back.

"My little baby may get my traits but in the end you gave birth to him and he could get a lot of things from you" Anna said with a playful smile as she stole a quick kiss from Elsa.

"Mom! I'm 9 years old, I'm not a baby!" Henrik complained.

"Nonsenses! You will always be my little baby boy!" Anna pinched his cheek and kissed him on the nose.

Henrik smiled a little. His mom was really embarrassing but he kind of liked it. When it comes to fun him and his mom would be riding bikes around the halls, looking at paintings, and she would even teach him ax throwing and swordsmanship much the protest from his mother.

"And here is your room my son." Elsa said and smiled down at him.

When Elsa set her son down she felt like something was wrong, the very aura felt weird, it's as if her son wanted to say something but was struggling in finding the right words. She wasn't the only one, Anna, her sister, her lover, felt it too. They could guess on what Henrik was going to ask, it was going to happen either way, sooner or later their son is going to be told that Anna is not just her father or mother but also her aunt and she's sister with his mother.

"Mother, will you please tell me why you sometimes call mom 'sister'?" Henrik said, staring at Elsa with his green-aqua eyes and with a look that is complete neutral, even for a boy his age, he was incredibly mature than other kids his age.

It's like the entire world stopped. Henrik's room went in total silence as Elsa and Anna looked st each other with mix emotions in they're eyes. They knew that someday either Elsa or Anna or both would have to tell their son the truth.

Anna wasn't as nervous about tell her son/nephew the truth. If he wasn't told by his her or Elsa someone else would tell him and she would rather have her and her sister to tell him the truth then some outside source. "Its okay Elsa." She said, gently taking her sister's hand into her own "I think it time he knows the truth."

Elsa looked at her son. They're son. All his life he'd known her and Anna as his mothers. "I think it's time we told you something son." Elsa said

Henrik started as his mothers. In truth part of him knew that he was a bastard son born from incest, but he continued like it was nothing, still thinking that his mom was also technically his aunt as well, now it seem like the peices are coming together.

"There's something I wanted to tell you," Anna began. "Something I should have told you long ago." It was Anna who had to tell him the truth, Elsa is his mother by birth but She was his 'father' so Anna felt like she had to tell her son/nephew the truth..

Before Anna could continue. Henrik hugged both his mom's tightly in a loving embrace. Catching the sisters off guard, it of motherly instinct both of them hugged him with love. The sistere hope that maybe their son will accept him or maybe...

Henrik understood. he smiled, an innocently sweet smile as he look up to his mothers his eyes meet theirs. "I know what you're trying to say, mom" he said, still hugging his mom and mother, never letting go of them "I know." He said still smiling.

"And I'm glad. I'm glad that you're my father." He said directing those words to Anna.

Both sisters cried with tears of joy as they continue to hold their son in a tight loving embrace.

Anna remembers how she practice this with Kristoff as she wanted to say this right and now scare her nephew. Her son. But now it doesnt matter cause her son loves her and Elsa no matter what, he didnt care if he was a bastard. All that matters is that he has loving parents.

Elsa bend her head over to kiss the boy softly on the head, Anna did the same and kissed her son on top of his son. "We love you my little Henrik." Said Anna as she smiled at her son.

"I love you too mom and you too mother."

A/N: A soft reboot somewhat, I currently thinking of writing a prequel story of this one-shot or just keep it as a one-shot, what do you guys think?