Kristoff's pov
It wasn't even sunrise, and already my day was a wreck. I woke up in my fiance's sister's body, said fiance was yelling at us for a nonexistent fight, and my stomach started to hurt something awful. After Anna left, Elsa came back into the room, blushing and sweating like crazy.
"We need to fix this." She said in my voice.
"She kissed you didn't she?"
"On the cheek. But it still felt wrong."
"I'm with you on that one." A disturbing thought entered my mind. "How am I going to get changed?" Elsa cringed. We thought for a moment, then Elsa spoke up.
"Slip on some pants under the nightgown, put on a shirt over it, remove your arms from the sleeves, and pull the gown over your head. Just be extremely careful. You're marrying my sister, not me." She tossed me one of my outfits from when I was a kid. I did what I was told, and it worked. I didn't see anything. The pain in my stomach intensified.
"Question. Why is my... your stomach acting up?"
"How so?" A worried tone in Elsa's, or rather my, voice could be noted. "What does it feel like?"
"It's almost like it's cramping up. And now I feel warm liquid running down my leg." Elsa swore under her breath.
I won't go into detail about what was going on, let's just say I want to fix this switch before next month, but we got it resolved and were soon met with another obstacle. I had to go to work or I'd lose my job, which meant Elsa had to go harvest ice, but she had no idea how. Elsa had to meet with some visiting dignitaries or they'd declare war, which meant I had to discuss topics I didn't understand or know how to handle. Elsa seemed to put those pieces together as well.
"Well, we're screwed." I said bluntly. Elsa swore again, this time openly.
"* it Kristoff! Will you quit being so negative!? I get it, neither one of us know what the other does, but there's got to be a better way to do this." A thought seemed to dawn on her. "Make it snow!" She ordered suddenly, scaring me. A light flurry started up. "I knew it!"
"Knew what?" I waved my hand and the flurry stopped. Then it hit me. "Oh. So?"
"This may be crazy, but what if we tell people we made a bet. You can't last a day ice harvesting, I can't last a day of meetings with the dignitaries. Then we can both do what we know and avoid disaster. Because you somehow got my powers, you won't need to do any heavy lifting in my body, which is way weaker than yours."
"That's genius! But what about Anna? You know the rehearsal dinner is tonight."
"We'll cross that bridge when we come to it. For now, just..." Elsa got cut off as Rodger, Elsa's advisor, burst in. He looked at us both, then scowled.
"Your majesty, your meeting is in an hour! Why are you dressed in such unacceptable clothing for a queen!?" He was yelling at me, then turned to Elsa. "And you, Mr. Bjorgman, should not even be in the queen's bedroom! It's highly inappropriate! You're lucky the princess loves you, because otherwise I'd have thrown you in the dungeon by now! Go do your job!" Elsa was shocked, having never been spoken to like that. She just stood there for a moment, processing. Then she shook her head and walked away. Rodger sighed in frustration. "I don't know why you're allowing this marriage to happen." He told me. "Your parents would have a fit if they knew Anna was marrying a filthy commoner and not a prince. Why, it's his fault she didn't marry that wonderful Prince Hans." I couldn't believe what I was hearing. Wonderful Prince Hans? Filthy commoner!? Anna's parents wouldn't approve!?!?
"I think Kristoff is a good guy. We may not always get along, but he's more than Hans ever was for Anna." I tried to make it sound like something Elsa would say. I must admit, however, I was worried she would agree with Rodger. He snorted.
"You're just defending him because you obviously have a crush on him too." What!? When will the b.s. ever end!? "Why else would he have been in your room dressed like that. For all I know, you two are having an affair behind the princess's back!" Now I was mad. An affair? Oh please. Elsa would probably rather eat rat poison than hurt Anna like that. And I can't see her ever wanting to be with me anyway. I don't want to be with her in that sense either. I love Anna.
"How dare you accuse me, the queen, of messing with my sister's fiance!" That felt weird, but it got my point across. "He loves Anna. We're just trying to become friends. We barely tolerate each other!" That much was true.
"But it makes sense. And you were very quick to deny it. And you're blushing." I was heating up, but it was because I was mad. Elsa's face goes red when she gets really angry. "Admit it! You and that filthy reindeer-troll are in an affair, and you slept with him last night! I knew you weren't fit to be queen!" He pointed an accusing finger at me. "What will the princess do when I tell her?" He smiled maliciously. "Maybe she'll break up with that troll and marry a real prince, and maybe she'll even throw you both in the dungeon! Then you two freaks can be together, and Arendelle will have a real ruler!" I wanted to kill that man. With Elsa's powers, it would have been easy. But I just sighed and calmed myself down.
"Rodger, those are lies and you know it! You're fired! In fact, for treason, lying, and conspiring against the crown, you are hereby under arrest!" I called for the guards, who dragged Rodger away to the dungeon. He screamed curses at me the whole time, threatening to tell the princess "everything". Whatever. It's all b.s. and Anna would see through it. She knows we don't get along too well.
I went to my room and, using the technique Elsa showed me, changed into a more formal suit. Of course, I wore pants instead of a skirt, which may seem odd to the dignitaries, but whatever. Then I headed to the throne room. Two older gentlemen stood in front of the throne.
"Good morning your majesty. So sorry to bother you with this meeting, what with it being six in the morning. But this issue can not wait!" The first man said. I nodded, not knowing what else to do.
"What might this issue be?" I asked, trying not to sound dumb.
"When your parents died, your father's will stated that when you turned twenty-two, and your powers had been tamed, you were to marry one of our sons." Oh no. Did Elsa know about this!? Did I have to choose for her? Did it have to be today!? What if I chose wrong!? So many questions!
"Here's the deal. We both have three sons each. We'll present them to you, and you choose who you'll marry. The wedding will be the next day, and we'll expect heirs as soon as possible." What the frostbite!? I can't do that to Elsa! We may not get along, but it's not right to mess up her life like that! And what if we never switch back? I'd end up married to this random prince of another country, and Elsa would be married to Anna! I can't let this happen!
"When would you propose we do this?" I fought to keep my voice steady.
"Why not now?" He snapped his fingers and in marched six men, three handsome red-heads, and three kind of scary-looking guys with raven hair. "May I present, Prince William, Prince Igor, and Prince Xerox of Livingstone." The three raven haired guys bowed. The second man, who had been silent, stepped forward.
"May I present, Prince Carter, Prince Andrew, and Prince Adam of the Southern Isles." The red-heads bowed. "Oh come on! The southern isles!? Great, just great. I really can't do this." I thought.
"If you will sir, I'd like to get to know someone before committing my entire life to them." I said with as much confidence as I could muster. "How about this, I'll pick two men now, one from each family to get to know for as long as I need. Then I'll choose between them. Fair?" Both Kings nodded.
"Just remember, if you don't pick one of our sons to marry within one year, we'll take over your kingdom and let the princes decide who gets you." I swear, all but one of them smirked for a split second. The southern isles prince on the end cringed. I had the six men line up in front of the throne. Then I walked down the line. I tried to think of what Elsa would look for in a man. Fortunately, I didn't have to think long, because she entered the throne room. "Thank goodness!" "Kristoff! Just the guy I wanted to see."