Sorry guys for the late posts, I've been busy. OTL

"Psst, Elsa."

The blonde stirred in her sleep.

A snowball hit her head.

"Elsa?"

Elsa rubbed the sleep out of her eyes and looked out the window.

"Jack?"

A boy with white hair leaned against the window. He was wearing a brown cloak covering his thin ragged old green shirt and a brown pants that clung onto his thin legs. In one hand, he held a long wooden staff, and the other, a snowball. The boy smirked. "I'm glad you remember me."

"Of course I would! Why wouldn't I?" The queen sat up and got out of her bed, quickly fixing up her ice dress.

The immediate loss of warmth caused Anna to grumble. "Elsaa..." she whined.

The blonde turned around to look at her sister, she was still asleep, it seemed. She tucked her sister in and her lips lightly brushed her forehead. The gesture seemed to earn her a smile on the redhead's face.

"Sleep tight, snow bug," she whispered.

Anna snuggled deeper into the blankets, enjoying the new found source of heat. "I love you, Elsa."

Heat rushed to the blonde's cheeks. Although she did say they would talk about it the next day, they had already done the deed. She still remembered how her sister had her way with her, sweet, gentle, and... hot.

"She's beautiful," Jack said, breaking the silence, abruptly pulling her out of her reverie.

"She is," Elsa smiled after making sure her sister was sound asleep again. Oh how lucky was she to have such a beautiful sister... "she's my sister."

Little did she know, Anna was only half-asleep. The redhead frowned internally at the last word. Who was Elsa talking to?

"I know," he replied softly, a small smirk. "and so is your love."

Elsa fell silent.

"Hey, hey, hey. No worries, Elsa, you know I won't tell." The white haired boy hopped off the window to pat her younger sister's head, only to end up going through it.

"I can't, anyway, remember?" His smirk was now gone, replaced by a sad smile. "I just thought I'd see you since it's winter. It's been a while."

"Indeed, it has." Elsa rubbed her hands. It was a habit she would always find herself doing when she was nervous. Although Anna had tried to help her, she had yet to rid of. And Jack knew.

"Four winters, in fact. Oh wait! No no no, five." He said cheekily with a wink.

"You knew?!" What did this person know, why couldn't she hear anything except for Elsa?

"Of course I knew! When there's winter, there's me!" The boy spread out his arms and waved his staff. With a jump, a gust of wind came, blowing him onto the table.

Elsa could only giggle at the boy's enthusiasm. He never changed, and Elsa admired him for that.

It all started after Elsa first locked herself in. She had taken a greater liking to reading books. Everyday, she would read one. Architecture, geometry, accounting, all kinds of books. But there was one book she liked particularly that she would read every few days. Or on days she missed Anna terribly. This book would cheer her up.

The book, summed up, was about a young man who sacrificed his life to save his sister. He was quite the prankster, and a daredevil. He died and sunk and froze in a lake. The next time he woke up, he had snow powers, and all he knew about himself was his name; Jack Frost. And for hundred years, that was all he knew.

Jack Frost reminded Elsa a lot of Anna. Playful, brave, maybe even reckless, but sweet and loving. She often found herself relating to the character and wished how much he was real. They both had magic, they both were lonely, and she wished so much they could be friends.

Then a thought struck her, could it be?

Jack picked out the earrings on the table. "Did you like them?"

"That was you?" The queen's eyes widened with surprise. Of all people, she did not expect Jack Frost at all. After all, he wasn't exactly... a person.

His silence confirmed her guess. "So it was you!" She exclaimed, forgetting he "attacked" Olaf.

"Yea, who else would you think gave you this? Oohhhhh..." His smirk widened further.

"I-it isn't what you think! It just happened... she was showering me with gifts today too, so naturally..." Elsa, the queen, was stuttering? Who is this guy?!

"So do you like them?"

"Hm, I love them." Elsa said with a nod. Which snow queen wouldn't love a bit of snow on her? Well, her ice dress didn't count, it's ice. Not snow.

Anna could feel her anger boiling now. What does Elsa love?! Who is this guy?! How did he know Elsa? How long have they known each other? Does Elsa love him? There were so many questions repeating over and over in her head but there were no answers.

"I'm sorry I shunned you away back then, Jack..." Jack? "I just... when pappa and mamma left, I couldn't see you." Elsa was seeing someone?!

"It was because of her, isn't it?"

Elsa could only nod, "She's my everything."

Totally confused and now unable to tolerate the suspense, the princess shot up.

"Alright, who are you talking to?! Fess up!" She stood on the bed, facing the table where her sister was looking at.

"Anna!" The platinum blonde turned around, worry in her eyes. "Was I too loud? Did I wake you?"

"W-who's this Jack?" Anna faltered. She woke up to see nobody. ...What?

"Me! Hi there, you must be the Princess Anna." The boy greeted with a bow. He was so excited, in hopes he could make another friend. "Oh, your majesty..." He straightened up to cover his eyes.

Hurriedly, Elsa ran over to Jack, blocking his eyes as well. "Stop looking, Jack! Anna! Your clothes!"

Failing to comprehend what just happened to her, Anna listened, quickly picking up the clothes she left on the floor earlier. "E-elsa? What's going on?"

Elsa could only smile weakly. After her sister was finally dressed, she put her hands down and proudly gestured, "Anna, meet Jack. Jack Frost."

Anna frowned, what was going on? Her sister was introducing her to blank air. Had she gone mad from the thirteen years of isolation she only revealed it now? But then again... That's what she thought about Kristoff too.

"Uh... Elsa?"

The queen seemed worried. "Uhm, um, Jack Frost? You know, in those fairy tales I used to read to you?"

"Oh yea sure, introduce me with a fairy tale..." Jack Frost rolled his eyes, "Give me some credit for the winter you don't create, come on!"

"Oh shush, Jack. She'll get it." Elsa crossed her arms and frowned. Anna couldn't help but think her sister's crinkled nose was adorable. Oh right, fairy tale?

"But Elsa that's just a fairy tale... right?" It was worrying to see her sister talk to nothingness.

"Hey!" But Anna heard nothing.

"Actually, no..." Elsa smiled weakly. "He's real, he's right here. He's my friend, he kept me company during the winters."

"But I don't see him..."

A ball of coldness splat onto her head.

"Hey!" The two sisters turned to its source, to see Jack Frost smirking.

"You believe I'm real now, princess?" He stood up and formed another snowball in his hand again.

There he was, Jack Frost. White spikey hair, brown cloak and wooden staff. He- he- he-'s "real..." Anna barely said without realizing.

"I've always been real, I just turned hundred last year, in fact."

"And you have powers..." She gaped. It wasn't fair! If anyone were to have powers, it should be her! Her sister had it, why not her? Anna felt weird. She couldn't quite pinpoint what was this feeling, she just didn't quite like this boy. He could do the magic, and she wanted to be able too.

"Of course, I bring winter with me, kid. Want some?" Elsa glared. "Ok, ok, alright. Your queen here can do that for you." He smirked. Pissing Elsa off was fun. He hadn't seen the blonde in four years, and she had changed so much. Back then she was this reclusive girl. Even in her room, she would sit by the door while he stood by the window. He would often watch the door and the walls freeze as Anna came to talk to her. He remembered the fear in her eyes, afraid of hurting even him, someone who wasn't human. He remembered the excitement when he revealed his magic as well, and the adorable giggle she always had. Elsa never got mad at him, even when he broke the vase in her room, or slept on her bed. Elsa was never mad, just scared.

He smiled at the memory. Oh god, he missed his friend and how glad he was to see how much she has changed, how beautiful she had become.

"Why do you have magic?"Anna asked, crashing his train of thoughts. If she could do the magic, who knows, maybe Elsa wouldn't have had to lock herself away.

"Why?"

"Yea, why?" Anna asked again eagerly. If she could, she could protect Elsa.

"I don't know, one day I just woke up and... the trees I touched froze. Next thing I knew, I was flying." He jumped around to prove his point. "Why?"

"I want the magic," Anna said, her eyes were practically screaming with excitement. If she could, maybe she could be with Elsa more, learning to control it together, have fun together. Most importantly, be with Elsa more. Then Elsa wouldn't have needed this boy.

Before Jack could say anything, a ray of sunlight peeked into the window. "Oh no, the sun is awake!" He exclaimed as he ran to the window to look out.

Children were getting up, adults were starting work. It was time to play!

"Well, it's been nice meeting you again, your majesty. And princess Anna. I'll see you next winter!" With that, the boy jumped off the building.

Anna gave chase, only to see him float up, laughing, flying and dancing in the air, tossing snow around. Damn, what she would give to be like him, like Elsa.

The princess pouted. This feeling sucked, she hated this feeling.

"What's on your mind?" A pair of hands sneaked their way to her front from behind. Elsa enveloped the younger girl, embracing the warmth again. She rested her cheek on the shorter girl.

"Mm, nothing..." Anna replied.

"Liar..." she could feel Elsa smirking. Damn the queen for being too smart. She could read her like a book.

"I just... wished I have powers. Maybe we could've spent more time together instead of..."

"Anna," Elsa turned her around to face her. "You're perfect as you are. You don't need powers, you don't need to go through what I've been through..."

Anna frowned. She didn't like it when Elsa depreciated herself. She loved Elsa's magic, and Elsa should too. At least appreciate the gift.

"But if I could you might never have needed to lock yourself in..."

"What's done is done, Anna-"

You wouldn't have to entertain yourself with that boy...

"Wait, Anna. Are you jealous?" Wait, what? Darn she was announcing her thoughts again.

"Jealous? N-no! Why would I be jealous? You're my sister! And he's nobody. Nobody can even see him, you can't even be with him! Not that you can be with me, well, you know, since we're sisters and all... but seriously if I had powers we could play with snow together, we could do more magical things together, we could-"

Before Anna could finish her rambling, a pair of soft ice-cold lips was forced onto hers. Without a second thought, she closed her eyes and enjoyed the moment.

Lips soon parted, tongues darted, moans soon elicited before they broke the kiss.

"You're jealous, Anna," the queen smirked at the now literally redheaded speechless girl.