The next few will be not that great, because I'm pretty much writing them on the day? Idk not great . Partially based off Stutter by Marianas Trench by which I mean I needed inspiration and they're my favourite band so I typed their name into YouTube and it was one of the first to come up *shrugs*
Day 27- Stutter
Jack, who had been worried sick since he had first heard of the crisis in Arendelle from Sandy, had finally arrived at the palace. It was the middle of the night and, as usual, he landed on Elsa's balcony, staff in hand. If only he'd been there for her coronation like he had wanted to in the first place, then maybe it could have been avoided. Unfortunately for him the coronation had been in summer, meaning his duties took him elsewhere.
"Elsa?" He hissed, reaching out a hand to push her window open (since meeting him she never closed it properly) , and jumped backwards as a whirl of blonde suddenly threw herself through the french windows and into his arms.
"Jack! You're back!"
Okay, this was odd. Elsa was, understandably, worse than him with physical contact; and she never acted like this when he returned for winter. There had to be something going o-oh.
Elsa took a step backwards, apologising as he knew she would, but his words were stuck in his throat.
"I-I-um-" He swallowed thickly. "What happened to you?"
"O-oh this?" Elsa looked down at herself, and looked up with a wide smile and a small laugh. "A lot happened while you were gone. I'll tell you about it."
And she did; in great detail. This was unfortunate because for all her new ability to talk, not quite with ease but with absolute freedom, Jack was left for a time, unable to do anything but stare...and stutter.