Summary: Eighteen year old Elsa is dying of loneliness and sneaks onto the ship of her parent's voyage. The ship makes a pit stop in a strange dock and Elsa disembarks to find herself in the arms of a stranger surrounded by foreign land. Helsa two shot.

Elsa stepped out into the humid evening air of Corona, glad to be off the ship. After two days of tiring voyage, she was glad to be back on solid land. She expected the voyage to last six days, but on the eve of the third the captain had announced a stop and Elsa assumed it must mean Corona. Traveling quietly under a pseudonym and staying in her cheap cabin room most of the time reading; practicing talking by interacting with the desk, bed, window; assuring herself she had practiced with her powers for years and she was perfectly experienced; nibbling food and combing out her clothes; the trip had gone rather smoothly. She straightened her wide brimmed hat and marched out of the ship. She found a nearby bench and sat down to calm her jittered nerves.

"All right. All you have to do is to rent a room to stay, have fun in Corona." She whispered to herself. "Attend the wedding, watch your powers-" she stood up slowly to head off, and was immediately knocked backwards by a strong force, her hat falling on her face.

"Oh miss, I'm so sorry!" A man's voice said, surprised. He lifted her hat and looked her in the face. "Are you allright?"

Elsa picked herself up from the bench, shook. Frost had sprang up her fingers from suprise and she squeezed them together to melt it. She adjusted her hat again and looked at the man, a handsome, young, ginger haired one who was about her age. He was wearing rather expensive clothing and his hair was perfectly parted.

"Prince Han- I MEAN Rick. Rick." He swept in a bow before extending a hand to help her up, panting. "I-I'm sorry, I was running and not watching my step."

"Oh, I'm alright." Elsa replied declining his hand but curtsying. Did Rapunzel have a brother? Or was he just visiting? "Els-" she stopped. "Uh... Anna. Princess Anna." She blushed. He was very handsome and innocent looking, but she almost gave away her true identity! No one was supposed to know she was out here.

"Hmm. Anna. Ah-Na. Okay. Where you headed?"

"Umm... I'm actually finding an inn or somewhere." Elsa replied, glancing around the dock. Several attractive busy streets split off into different parts of the kingdom. Above, the sun peeked from dark tumultuous clouds that threatened rain.

"Well, a warm uh- rainy welcome to the Southern Isles!" Rick stuttered at this unfamiliar and strikingly beautiful princess. "Are you here to see my father-"

Elsa froze. "T-the what? Isn't this Corona?"

"Corona isn't for another four days from here!"

"Oh no, oh no..." Elsa cupped her face in her hands.

"Hey, that ship you got off-" Rick craned his neck to see above the crowds. "It's headed for Corona but made a pit stop here. You must have got off wrong. It- it's leaving."

"No! That can't be!" Panic crossed Elsa's face.

"Well, it's getting late. You should try for tomorrow's boarding." Rick put his hands in his pockets and gave her a sheepish grin. "I'll help you take your baggage though?"

So Elsa and Rick walked from inn to inn looking for a room, but the inns were either distasteful or full.

"Well Anna, since it's almost winter, the countrysiders are coming to the town for the cold season. Either that or there's some lavish party I haven't heard about yet. No wonder it's so full!"

Elsa was about to reply when it started to rain. Buckets of rainwater were dumped from the gray sky above and Elsa jumped as the rain landed on her face. "I'd rather not walk in the rain, but..." She glanced back at the Inn they had just passed. Some drunk men were arguing loudly at the entrance and Elsa shuddered.

"You can come to the castle, if you'd like." Rick offered. "I'm sure we have room, and you're a princess!"

"That would be wonderful. Thank you Rick." She curtsied with a smile. They locked eyes for a second and Elsa blushed when they looked away. Those emerald eyes looked too familiar. Rick hailed a carriage and they were soon off to the palace. The Southern Isle was a tropical island, the air was hot and humid, buildings of casual wooden planks and lots of palm trees. The palace was more like a paradise mansion Elsa had seen in books, painted a creamy yellow and tucked into a beautiful grove of tropical looking trees and plants with sprawling balconies, swimming pools and pavilions attended by white-dressed servants. Strings of lights hung around the plants and doorways. Elsa was awed by it all.

Rick brought Elsa to the guest wing and dropped her baggage off to help her get settled while exchanging small talk. After that, they sat on her balcony facing the kingdom and enjoyed the sunset as the rain dissolved into sunshine once more as their conversation lulled into comfortable silence.

"Rick?" She piped up softly.

"Yeah?"

"I think you've been kind and trustworthy enough to know this. Don't tell anyone, but my real name's Elsa. Anna is my sister."

"Oh. El-Sa. Why did you say it was Anna?" Suprise spread on Rick's face.

"I didn't trust you, yet. I'm not supposed to be out here."

"Elsa. Elsa? Elsa!" Rick jumped up. "It's me, Hans, your friend!"

Suddenly it all made sense. The ginger hair, familiar green eyes. She put her hands on her hips. "And why didn't you tell me you were Hans?"

"Well..." Hans kicked a pebble. "I'm not supposed to be outside the castle right now, and I was being chased by a guard for being so. I'm supposed to be at my father's drab meetings." He rolled his eyes but grinned at his childhood friend.

"We both weren't supposed to be outside, we both used pseudonyms!" Elsa laughed. "And now we know each other's true identities."

"How are your ice powers?" Hans asked seriously.

"Much better." Elsa said confidently. "I made the whole voyage!"

"Not exactly. You skipped four days of it." Hans joked and Elsa playfully stuck out her tongue at him.

"So... When did I see you last?" Hans asked.

"Since I was... Fifteen? You visited Arendelle then." Elsa cocked her head. "I'm sorry, I've forgotten to write lately, and-"

"It's all right." Hans scooted closer to his friend, so close he could smell her soap. His heartbeat quickened as he recalled that innocent kiss they had shared the last time they met, those years ago when they hiked the fjord. He wondered if Elsa remembered either. "I missed you."

"I missed you every day. I still remember the day we met as children in my father's spring ball."

They locked eyes again, and suddenly it was like time froze as they simotaneously leaned in.

And without hesitation Hans rid the space between them and kissed her, embracing her body in a warm hug.

"I might be in love with my best friend." He mumbled.

"Now you can travel, I'd expect to see you a lot more. Please 'accidentally' get off at the wrong stop again." Hans begged as Elsa set off the next morning.

"I'll definitely visit." Elsa smiled. "You can't let the events of yesterday slip, right?" She winked at him before boarding, leaving a smiling Hans behind.

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Ahha! The Helsa feels people. Did you like the character twists? Hope you enjoyed this Helsaness. To clear anything up:

1) She miscalculated the distance as never been away from home before.

2) Hans had more of a liberty to do as he pleased because he was the youngest and had no powers to keep secret from so he could roam the streets.

3) I have no idea how far Arendelle and Corona and the Southern Isles (or the exact names of the islands) are from each other so I just guessed two. If anyone knows the canon info, please let me know!

4) the climate of the SI is unknown. I'm assuming it's pretty tropical, but due to the scene in Frozen Fever when Hans got knocked into horse poop when Elsa sneezed the giant snowball and the scenery was snow suggests there are a lot of Isles with different climates.