AN: As I've said on other fics, I've only actually played KH 1, 2, and a bit of Chain of Memories. I honestly don't know if Roxas has seen snow before (if he went to Halloween Town then he did!), but my mindset while writing this was that he hadn't.
Also, I wanted to describe Arendelle, and I looked at screenshots and wikis, but there isn't a lot of description, so I made up stuff. Anything that is disjointed with the movie, good for noticing I guess :D.
Disclaimer: I do not own Kingdom Hearts, Frozen, or their characters.
So where are we headed?
"Not sure. A new gate opened right before you awoke. I figured we should check it out. They're probably in need of some Heartless fighters, and I'm in need of some fighting," Sora explained starting the Gummi ship's engine.
Kay, was all that Roxas replied.
"What's wrong?" Sora tilted his head as well as the ship.
Nothing. Just, thought I'd have more time to do stuff.
Sora laughed. "Oh, don't worry. I'm sure there will be plenty to do there besides fighting."
I hope.
The world they landed on was stunning to say the least. Mountain peaks glowed and a crystal sea shimmered with the passing sunlight. Expanses of forests and water surrounded a central domain of civilization. Within the capital stood a castle with a flowering garden. To one side were what appeared to be living courters and to the other a bazaar. Oddly, though the region appeared to be in the high time of spring, there was a large patch of snow in-between the two sections of town.
Ignoring the oddity of its presence, excitement stirred in Roxas. He nearly bounced up and down like a child in Sora's mind. "Okay, okay, calm down. I'll let you take over."
Roxas was running out the door before the change had fully finished and raced to the section of land. It was mostly untouched. Roxas was caught between just staring at it and disturbing its perfection for its chilly texture. Finally, he reached a hand forward brushing along the surface, watching as tiny grains shifted with the movement.
Movement directed his attention to a group of kids and a snowman that came running to the scene. They stared at him for a second before beginning to play. They split themselves into two teams and began throwing balls of snow at each other.
Why not play? Sora encouraged.
Okay, Roxas tried not to look too excited when he approached the snowman, who seemed to be the leader of the group. "Mind if I join you?"
"Of course not!" The snowman handed him a premade snowball. "Do you know how to play?" he asked raising an inquisitive eyebrow.
"Don't you just try to hit everyone with the balls?"
The snowman reeled in offence. "We do not play in such a disgraceful manor. We have teams, you see. You only aim for those on the other team."
Roxas frowned. "Oh. That makes it more complicated. I don't know anyone."
"Ah!" The snowman scrunched his face before smiling in glee. "Kids," he cried gaining attention, "we are going to switch up the teams. Everyone wearing green and black join my team. Everyone else will join this guy here."
The children looked a little confused but complied. When Roxas went over to group up with his team a little girl with short brown hair and shining eyes smiled sweetly at him.
"Hello," she welcomed. "You've never played before."
"I'm not from around here," he explained.
"She giggled. That's obvious. I meant you've never played?" She rose her voice at the end implying that she found it unbelievable.
"Haven't had much time to."
"But you're older than me." She cocked her head.
"You want to know a secret?" he asked lowering his voice. The girl nodded enthusiastically. Leaning in close to her ear, he whispered, "I'm actually younger than you."
"Really?" She gaped at him.
"Yep."
"Wow!"
The game began and the little girl stayed particularly close to him, almost as if she were trying to act like his protective older sister. It was adorable and spurred Sora into teasing and calling his other a "big ol' softy."
The game didn't seem to have any rules, so it continued aimlessly, yet somehow, even though the longer they played the wetter and colder they got, the more fun the game seemed. Everyone was laughing and shrieking, and Roxas could feel Sora's growing awe.
Roxas paused surprised at this. Quickly, he scanned Sora's memories (which earned him a halfhearted objection) learning that indeed Sora had never been in a snowball fight either. You want to play too, don't you?
Well…yes. But, don't change. I can always do it later. This is your time, and besides, if possible I'd love to do it with Riku and Kairi.
Okay, the Nobody relented, but he felt a little disappointed.
Roxas was good at dodging, so he hadn't been hit many times. Aiming was another matter. He was used to short-to-midrange fighting, not distance. Even so, he didn't give up, tossing ball after ball, most often aiming at the appointed leader. Just when he had gotten a two-hit streak, black invaded his white vision. The black moved as a blur in zagging lines upon the ground.
"Run!" he yelled calling upon his two keyblades. The children began to scream, but they weren't moving fast enough. His vision shifted between two groups being tailed.
Change, Sora ordered.
What? No. I want to fight. He dashed toward one of the groups.
Roxas! This isn't the time. We need to save the children.
And I can do that just as well as you.
Roxas, stop being so full of yourself. What if you can't? Roxas ignored him, readying himself for a jump strike.
Roxas! Sora was done negotiating. He pulsed his energy, clawing against Roxas' consciousness. Their form might have shifted (neither were focused enough to take notice), but Sora was in control. The strike landed cutting through one shadow and then another still deep within the earth. Double jumping, Sora sped to the other group in the nick of time. The little girl with shining eyes was crying in panic upon the ground where she had fallen. A black limb was racing toward her, a limb that was soon torn apart. Sweet Dreams' extra reach smeared through the lowly shadows returning them to true shadows. The little girl started at him confused before resuming her crying. Compelled, he knelt down rubbing her back and whispered gentle assurances. Some kids had stopped their frantic escape while others continued on regardless.
The snowman ran up to them on stubby legs. "How did you do that? Hey, wasn't your hair blonde before?" He squinted his eyes. "Anyway, you're a hero! Come, I'll take you to meet the queen." He seemed too happy given the circumstance, but Sora didn't comment.
He led them up the castle's steps, which led to a large front plaza before the large, open front door. Chatting peacefully were two women who appeared to be sisters. One had shimmering, silvery white hair and a breathtaking blue gown encrusted with iridescent gemstones. The other had an extremely friendly expression and strawberry blonde hair. She wore a less elegant, but equally befitting her beauty, green gown. Sora assumed they were sisters.
They looked close.
The snowman's stubby legs ran up to the white haired woman. "Elsa, Elsa, this guy saved us from shadow creatures. He's a hero!"
"Shadow creatures?" she asked in shock.
"Your…Majesty, they are called Heartless. They will keep appearing until I find the keyhole to your world and seal it. But don't worry, I won't stop searching until I do. In the meantime I will fight off any that show up."
"That is quite heroic of you. Thank you for protecting my people." The queen curtsied, and the other woman followed her lead. "Please just call me Elsa. This," she gestured to the blonde, "is my sister, Anna. She will be getting married soon."
Sora thought it was odd for the queen to discuss her sister's wedding plans as means of introduction, but besides that, paid the matter no mind. Roxas, on the other hand, didn't miss the stiff way Elsa said "sister" and "marriage" or the small cringe it brought to Anna's face.
"This little guy," she bent down giving the snowman a hug, "is Olaf."
Olaf spotted something behind them. "Elsa, I'm gonna go back to play some more."
Elsa's voice took on a motherly tone. "Okay, but make sure to get home at a decent hour." He nodded before taking off back down the stairs.
Turning back to Sora, she continued. "Do come in. The least I can do to repay you is let you stay here." The queen smiled, all firmness gone. "Anna, would you mind showing him to his room." Anna nodded and was about to guide them on, but Sora called out.
"Um, Elsa, before you leave we should introduce ourselves as well. I'm Sora. It's kind of complicated, but there's another boy named Roxas sharing my body." Sora blushed at how strange it sounded. He half expected the two women to ask if he had hurt his head during the fight, but instead they just exchanged confused looks. "It, uh, is a long story, and I wouldn't want to hold you. I just thought I should let you know," he finished sheepishly.
"That was considerate of you. I shall be considerate as well then. I have the power to make snow and ice."
"Oh!" Sora exclaimed. "Then that's why there is a random patch of snow out there."
Elsa giggled lightly. "Yes. That would be my doing. Then, Anna, please show them to their room. We can discuss this further in the morning."
Sora was used to being led through dozens of castle hallways to a room, to being lost completely on how to return to it later, but Anna only led them a short distance down the left wing.
"Here you are," she announced opening the door. "If you need anything we are just over there." She pointed to the right wing. "If it isn't too much trouble," she fidgeted with her arms, "could I meet Roxas?" Her eyes held a sparkling excitement.
"Uh, sure." They shifted for the third time that day. Anna's eyes widened, and they both realized for the first time that they'd actually didn't know what their shift looked like.
"That is so cool!" Anna leaned in enthusiastically. "Hi, I'm Anna." She extended a hand which Roxas took politely.
"I know," he said. "I was there the whole time."
Suddenly, she looked embarrassed. Tucking a lock of hair behind her ear, she apologized, "oh, uh, sorry. I just thought-"
"Don't worry about it." Roxas smiled good-naturedly.
"You're, uh, probably tired. I'll come wake you in the morning. Sleep well."
They entered the room inspecting its fine interior. There was a wall length mirror, a large bed decorated with ornate linen, a built-in closet, a window and a connected bathroom. Roxas fell upon the bed with a thump.
Now that I think about it I do feel tired. Want to go to sleep? Sora asked.Roxas mumbled an affirmative, tucking himself under some covers, not bothering to even remove his shoes. Are you okay?
I'm sorry about earlier. That was selfish.
You mean wanting to be the one to fight? Don't worry about it.
But I was wrong! Those kids could have been hurt, and all I could think about was myself!
Shh. It's okay, Roxas. No one was hurt.
But that's cause you forced me to change. You shouldn't have had to.
It's okay to be selfish sometimes, but you shouldn't put others in danger to do so. Just try to do better next time.
You really believe in me, don't you?
Of course. Roxas could feel his bright smile. You are me after all.
Is that all? Roxas thought silently. Aloud he replied, You really are nice.
Was that a blush he was feeling? You are too, you know? Sora huffed embarrassedly.
Not in the same way, but thanks.
You're welcome. The comment was warm and helped ease the remaining tension in Roxas' nerves. Closing his eyes, sleep soon slipped its way in.