Nod's P.O.V
My phone begins ringing, and I pick it up.
"Hello?" I say.
"Nod... It's me, M.K," I hear M.K say softly.
"Oh, hey beautiful! What's up?" I ask.
"Jack and Elsa broke up," M.K tells me.
"What?! Why?!" I practically shout.
"Apparently he was drunk and kissed another girl at this party they went last night," M.K says.
"That doesn't sound like Jack..." I say.
"I know! Jack loves Elsa more than anything," M.K says.
"So what should we do?" I ask.
"Well, Merida, Tink, and I are taking Elsa to the 'Wish Upon A Moon' karaoke club, since singing helps people release their emotions. Maybe you should bring Jack so they both can see what the other one is feeling," M.K suggests.
"Gold idea! I'll tell Hiccup and Terrence," I say.
"Bye," M.K says.
"Love you," I say before hanging up.
"Hey! Hiccup!" I get his attention, averting it to the dragon comic book he was reading.
"What?" Hiccup asks.
"Hope you can sing good. Because we're going with Jack and Terrence to 'Wish Upon A Moon'."
Elsa's P.O.V
"Aaaannnddd... Done!" M.K says proudly, finishing the last curl in my hair.
I'm wearing a blue shirt with sequins with navy blue jeggings. I might look beautiful if I get rid of the sadness in my eyes.
"Do we have to go?" I whine.
"Yes!" M.K says quickly. I arch an eyebrow.
"Because it will be fun!" M.K gives a sheepish smile. What is this girl up to?
"Let's go, guys!" Tink walks in.
"Ye! Or else all the good songs will already have been sung," Merida then comes.
"Okay, okay," I sigh.
I just want to curl up into a ball.
Finally, after a gruesome twenty minutes with M.K and Tink singing along to the songs on the radio, we reach 'Wish Upon A Moon'.
"Hey, ladies! Can I get you anything?" A waiter asks once we sit at a seat.
"No, we're fine," M.K replies.
"Hey hey everybody! Welcome to 'Wish Upon A Moon'! I'm your DJ Jimmity!" The DJ says into the microphone.
"So who wants to go first?" Jimmity asks.
"Elsa! Go!" M.K pushes me onto the stage.
"Um, hi," I say awkwardly into the microphone.
"Hey there, pretty lady! What song would you like?" Jimmity asks.
"Number four," I say. It's not like I can escape this so I may as well sing! Just watch High School Musical, for example.
"Number four it is! Rolling in the Deep by Adele!" Jimmity announces, and everyone claps.
Out of the corner of my eye I see Terrence, Hiccup, Nod, and... Jack walk in.
There's a fire
Startin' in my heart
Reachin' a fever and it's
Bringing me out the dark
Finally I can
See you crystal clear
Go ahead and sell me out
And I'll lay your ship there
See how I leave
With every piece of you
Don't underestimate
The things that I will do
There's a fire starting in my heart
Reaching a fever pitch
And it's bringing me out the dark
The scars of your love remind me of us
They keep me thinking
That we almost had it all
The scars of your love
They leave me breathless
I can't help feeling
We could have had it all
Rolling in the deep
You had my heart inside of your hand
And you played it
To the beat
Baby,
I have no story to be told
But I've heard one on you
And I'm gonna
Make your head burn
Think of me in
The depths of your despair
Make a home down there
As mine sure won't be shared
The scars of your love
Remind me of us
They keep me thinking
That we almost had it all
The scars of your love
They leave me breathless
I can't help feeling
We could have had it all
Rolling in the deep
You had my heart
Inside of your hand
And you played it
To the beat
We could have had it all
Rolling in the deep
You had my heart
Inside of your hand
But you played it
With a beating
Throw your soul
Through every open door
Count your blessings
To find what you look for
Turn my sorrow
Into treasured gold
You'll pay me back in kind and reap
Just what you sow
We could have had it all
We could have had it all
It all, it all, it all
We could have had it all
Rolling in the deep
You had my heart
Inside of your hand
And you played it to the beat
We could have had it all
Rolling in the deep
You had my heart
Inside of your hand
But you played it
You played it
You played it
You played it to the beat
The crowd erupts, applauding and cheering.
It feels like a weight has been lifted off of my shoulders.
Question: How do you think Jack felt when Elsa was singing?