This story is based off the song that didn't make it into the final movie, The Spring Pageant.

Frozen Short Stories

Spring Pageant

Stian adjusted his costume. He was one of the announcers. This was it. This was his chance to show everybody else how great he was. Especially Elsa. He'd just turned seven, and now it was time for the annual Spring Pageant to happen. They had a few weeks to practice. They'd talked about different ideas. Maybe somebody would steal Arendelle's ice supply. Maybe they had an invasion of evil Trolls? But in the end, they'd decided to make up a prophecy. The Prophecy was about an eternal winter that would hit Arendelle. Stian liked the idea, but he also liked Winter. What was so bad about Winter?

He looked at his hands. No frost. Okay, he was ready. Stian had been thinking about things since they'd decided on making a prophecy the theme of their pageant. An eternal winter? Stian didn't want to think what, or who, would cause the eternal winter in the prophecy...

"Winter's gone and Spring is springing-" the children sang. Stian snapped to attention, and realized he'd been thinking too long. Children were all around him motioning for him to take the stage.

"Shines the sun with warmth of old, ding dong, ding dong, chapel bells are ringing! We're done with being cold." Stian slowly sang along with the other children, as he appeared onstage with another girl beside him. He stood out from the rest, with his platinum blond hair and pale skin, so he inched uncomfortably around in his white wintery costume.

"All of Arendelle is glad! Mother Earth, we thank you for the presents, Spring's good and Winter's bad." they sang. Stian mumbled the last part. He liked Winter.

The children began to sing in round, with Stian constantly getting lost. He wasn't a good singer. Elsa on the other hand, constantly sang songs while they played in the garden. Stian had heard she was supposed to be in the pageant. No way the Princess would be in a crummy school program.

"Good! And exeunt group. Narrators come down stage, with confidence!" their teacher called. Stian perked up again. Boy, he had an attention problem. He and the other girl came down the small stage, and stood in the middle of the choir of children. Stian perked out his chest, and called out his lines.

"We celebrate spring, we know once it's here, the ancient Troll prophecy won't come to pass this year." He exhaled, and turned to the other girl, who recited her lines.

"What is this prophecy? What did it say? Well that is the subject of our little play!" she smiled. Stian was now lost, like always.

"Where are my Trolls? I need my Trolls!" Their teacher called. Children with faces painted grey and green paper sewn to their clothes, slowly waddled in from stage left. One of the Trolls spoke up.

"Your future is bleak-" he giggled, "Your Kingdom will splinter. Your land shall be cu-." the children burst out into laughter. Stian didn't.

"STOP! Stop these shenanigans! This is not some silly comedy, Nils Norberg, this is the Trolls' Prophecy. This could be our fate. Give me your gum. Take it from "your future is bleak." the teacher said impatiently. Nils took it from the top.

"Your future is bleak, your Kingdom will splinter. Your land shall be cursed, with an unending Winter." he said again, serious this time. Stian heard a tiny sound from offstage. He looked into the darkness, and made out a tiny silhouette.

"Anna..?" he asked. The little girl nodded excitedly. "What are you doing here?" Stian whispered.

"Mama and Papa said we could be in the play!" Anna smiled.

"With blasts of cold, will come dark art." a child said. Stian's skin crawled.

"And a ruler... With a frozen heart!" another said. Stian covered his ears. No... He knew they were talking about him... He knew it.

"Stian?" Anna asked, concerned.

"It's not my fault." Stian said. He could see his breath now, and frost forming on the floorboards around him. Nobody else noticed.

"Then all will perish with snow and ice!" Another called. Stian closed his eyes.

"Unless you are freed with a sword sacrifice!" the last child sang. Stian opened his eyes. The worst was over. A few kids eyed his feet, where the frost had spread a bit. It began to thaw, but Stian could still see his breath. A few kids whispered, and the teacher got upset again.

"Quiet!" he called. The teacher bowed, and motioned offstage. Little Anna, who had been hiding in the darkness, finally took her place next to the girl beside Stian onstage. Anna began to rhyme.

"But frozen starvation is not today's fate. Plus, we have an extra special cause to celebrate! The most gracious, gorgeous, smartest, kindest, absolutely perfect..." Anna began to say, but the teacher called out again.

"That will do." he said.

Anna eyed the teacher, "-Role model this land has ever seen,"

Stian realized Anna had said "We." She didn't mean...

"Princess Elsa, I really love her," Anna whispered to herself, "Becomes! Our! Queen!" she spun in circles, exited. Stian's face turned bright red when she entered from offstage right. Kids began to whisper. She looked more nervous than Stian, but when she met his eye, she ran over to him.

"Elsa, you're in the play?" Stian whispered.

"Yes... Mama and Papa thought it'd be good for us." she whispered back. Elsa suddenly jumped when the teacher spoke again.

"Alright children, a small break! Then we go back to class." he said.

"I'm in it too." Stian said.

"What are you?" she asked.

"Just some kid, I think. At least I'm not the Princess." Stian teased.

"You'll be the Prince!" Elsa laughed.

"I'll be the King, someday!" Stian said, puffing out his chest.

Elsa rolled her eyes, "I can't marry you, you're my best friend."

"Yeah, me neither. We wouldn't be able to play sleds, or eat chocolates anymore." Stian said.

"That's no fun!" Anna said, bursting into their conversation. Stian looked around him, and saw all his classmates gathered around. They all burst into laughter.

"Stian likes Elsa!" they laughed.

"No! She's my friend!" Stian protested.

"Give her a kiss!" a boy shouted.

"Who'd want to marry him, look at his hair! So messy!" a kid laughed. Stian covered his hair with his hands. He could see his breath.

"Stop..." Stian pleaded. Elsa tried helplessly to cheer him up.

"Baker boy's got a crush!" they teased.

"Stop!" Stian shouted. A flurry of snow left Stian's body, and blew over the whole stage. Children were knocked over, onto their bottoms. Some began to whimper. Elsa and Anna remained standing. The teacher looked at Stian, horrified. Stian looked at his hands, now covered in frost like the rest of the stage. He choked back tears, and ran outside.

He found a comfortable spot on the beach, alone, to sit and throw stones into the fjord. He heard footsteps behind him. Multiple.

"Go away." he said, thinking it was his classmates. He turned around to find Elsa and her little sister, hand in hand, making their way down the beach to him. Elsa sat next to him, while Anna stood and threw stones.

"Stian, are you okay?" Elsa asked.

"No..." he said, teary eyed. Elsa studied him for a long time.

"I think your hair looks good." she said.

"So?"

"So, don't let them talk mean to you. Knocking them over wasn't nice but-"

"I didn't mean to, Elsa. It's scary. I don't mean to do any of it." Stian said. Anna turned back, confused.

"What do you mean 'any of it?'" she asked. Stian crawled to the water, and touched it with his index finger. A small green snowflake lit up, and immediately froze, leaving a patch of solid ice where his finger had been. Elsa cooed.

"I'm sorry. That looks cool." she said.

"It's not fun. Sometimes I freeze my dinner, sometimes I freeze my bathtub..." Stian confessed.

"It's okay. Just have fun! I barely freeze things anymore, except when I'm scared." Elsa said.

"How do you keep from getting scared?" Stian asked.

"I play with Anna." Elsa motioned to her four year old Sister, "It's a lot of fun."

"The pageant is about a prophecy. Something will freeze all of Arendelle." Stian said.

"You think you'll do it, don't you?" Elsa asked. Stian nodded. "What makes you so special? It's a made up prophecy!" Elsa laughed.

"It's like the teacher made it up to make fun of me."

"And me... Listen Stian. Do you want to come to the Castle? Mama's helping make some chocolate cookies." Elsa tantalized. Stian thought for a second, before he grinned.

"Friends forever?" he asked. Elsa took his hand, then Anna's.

"Friends forever." she confirmed.

They skipped back to the Castle.

Stian wasn't afraid anymore.