Chapter 14: Elsa

"You what?!"

Astrid's sitting straight in front of me, not moving a single muscle. I can barely contain myself, and my bed's unsteadiness proves me right.

"Yeah. It was nothing, really. No big deal." She only shrugs it off, signing as casual as it can get.

"No big… No… What?! It's a huge deal! You slept with him!" Her eyes explode in astonishment, apparently not believing a word I say.

"I didn't sleep with him! I slept in his bed. Alone. He slept on the floor. I agree, we kissed and it was lovely, but it got no further." I cross my arms at her, trying to withhold a smirk.

"You smooched, you say? So it's really serious?" She blushes instantly, suddenly finding my bed sheets very interesting.

"It… it…" Her fingers barely move, making it a bit incomprehensible.

"Excuse me can I get that one again?" She doesn't react, not seeing my signing. I wave a hand within her peripherals, making her head snap towards me. She still blushes ever so lightly. This time, I'm focusing on a bit more subtle smile, though I'm seriously curious on her current status.

"Are you two a thing or not?" I ask again, slower and calmer this time. She smiles meekly at me, her hands slightly trembling.

"I guess we are. It's a bit weird, isn't it?" A giggle escapes my throat, interrupted by an incoming message. From Jack.

"Signing of which… How's your boyfriend doing?"

"He's fine. He's asked me several times lately to join him on the ice rink, and…" My shoulders fall and a sigh leaves my lips.

"What? What's wrong?" I smile slightly at Astrid's concern, cracking my fingers.

"I… I haven't been on a rink in ages… I'm stiff, rusty even, and I don't want to look like a fool in front of him…" Her lips part in a huge grin, and she clasps her hands over her stomach.

"Oh, you never seize to amaze me, Elsa. You? Rusty? On a rink?! That's the joke of a century. You're a natural. All you need to do is pull out your good old skates, swing them over your shoulder, and get your butt down there! You're not getting a date out of sitting here, blossoming like a magnolia in May." She leans in over the bed, caressing my shoulders lightly. I sigh deeply, nodding.

"Why are you alright right?"

"Because I'm a woman. That's why. But seriously. You should. I'll text him for you. You go ahead dig out those skates of yours." She cracks her lips at me, before reaching out for her phone. I somehow manage to get out of my bed, open my closet and dig my way down to the very bottom of it.

There they are.

Leaning against the wall, a little dusty from being back there for several months. The intricate patterns and silver laces shimmer in the daylight, just I remember them. Now I just needed the perfect outfit…

Not that I would find some of my old competition dresses… They're… a bit too sparkly for some people.

I take a plain light blue blouse and a slit, flowing white skirt, along with a thin pair of black leggings.

"What do you think?" I ask Astrid, as she's still on my bed finishing a conversation with Jack. She purses her lips in confirmation.

"Honey, you going to turn heads out there, I just know it." I crackle a laugh at her, though only my vocal chords register it.

"You do know that we'll probably have the rink to ourselves right? The season's almost over, and it's a bit late in the afternoon for training." She shrugs me off, looking at her phone again.

"Jack's agreed on the date. He'll pick you up in a matter of minutes." Only one hand is usd, but it's just as understandable as with two.

"Minutes?!"

"Yeah. He could be here any second by now." My eyes widen in surprise, and I somehow manage to find a mirror and do a simple fishtail braid down my back.

I see a light blinking over my door through the mirror, signalling Jack's arrival.

"Gods, I'm almost there!" I rapidly tie off the braid, swinging it across my shoulders. The skates in my hand, I shove them over my shoulders, managing to take a tiny peak at my rear look, before heading for the stairs.

Time to break the ice… Or not literally…

Jack

Elsa's beside me in my car, loosely hugging her skates in her lap. A glint appears in my eyes, though my gaze doesn't leave the road.

"They're really beautiful, your skates." I sign with one hand, slowly getting more and more used to only sighing with one hand. I mean, it's been months in the making, so it's about time I learned to do it with one hand.

"Thanks. They were my aunt's when she was younger. They glided her through so many tournaments and years of practice. When she gave them to me on my twelfth birthday, I didn't let go of them for weeks. I wasn't wearing them inside the house, but I was never seen without them. I even slept with them beside me."

I take another swift look down at the snow white and silver skates, nodding.

"I can understand why. So you figure skated when you were younger?"

"Yeah. I started training within the month I got these babies, and then I competed for a few years. When I was fifteen, I auditioned for a few ice performing groups, but sadly didn't get in. I sorta have stopped the professional skating since I got to High School. I would rather focus on my sketches." I nod again, pursing my lips.

"You've always been this practical?"

"Yeah, pretty much." I laugh out loud at how joking she sounded even though I know she's dead serious.

The school appears on the horizon, making me step down on the throttle.

Time to break the ice.

"Well, here we are! My personal safe haven." I sign as we mount the rink in one end. She laughs and looks at me.

"I thought I was your safe haven?" I wrap and arm around her, almost scooping her up in a lift. She leans closer and closer, teasingly stopping at my lips and nose.

"You are." I know she can read my lips, for she crushes down on my lips with a wide smile. As she breaks off, again, she still wears that smile that I love.

"Race you to the other end!" She signs, quickly writhing her way out of my arms. She positions herself, and I can only smirk. As if she can out-skate me.

"Oh, you're on, Princess."

"Princess? Oh, I'm a queen on the ice."

"Prove it, then."

Not another flick of a wrist was exchanged, and I prepared myself. She gave the signal, and of we were in a blur of colours, each by our respective wearing.

It takes a matter about twelve seconds to reach the other side, and I'm only a foot ahead of Elsa. She smirks at me, before taking the final glide, bringing her mere inches in front of me and she takes the takes the race.

"WOOP! I knew it! Ha, see? Told you I'm a queen on the ice!" I smirk at her, lifting an eyebrow.

"Ha, if you're a queen, then I'm a winter spirit, skipping around and doing mischief." She gives me a flat expression, crossing her arms. A moment passes where I try to hold it in.

"Okay…" I sigh. "I might have had a few years in the winter where I started the snowball fights…"

"Oh, really? I almost forgot that."

"Wait… you were there?" Her smile drops into a little frown at that. Ouch, I hit a soft spot.

"Well, yeah. Pretty much the entire school was in on the snowball fights. I didn't participate, but I was there. Watching you all having fun." I skate closer to her, giving her hands a squeeze before signing.

"I'm sorry for how you got treated back then… and now even. I'm sorry I was never there to realize that you…" She grabs my hands, silencing me.

"It's fine, Jack. Really. What really matters is that you are here now." I lean my forehead against hers, grabbing around her waist. Once more she must trust my lips to speak the truth.

"And I'll never leave. You're stuck with me." She giggles slightly, locking her gaze with mine. Her cerulean eyes seem to glisten in the blinding white of the rink. A chaste, yet passionate kiss crosses our lips, before she lets go of me.

"Wanna skate?"

"Yeah. Let's do it!"

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Urgh. Really? They're here? Why now of all times?!

I can't believe that he's choosing that nobody over his team… Same with Hiccup. They must learn that one who chooses invisibility will get invisibility at that disappearing hurts. Hurts real bad.

I'll show them… Somehow.

It's been eons! Again… I'm sooo so so sorry for that. I really hope there are still some readers and reviewers out there who enjoy this story even though it is so rarely updated.

I also know this is sorta short and all, but I had primosed you guys some Jelsa fluff if I remember correctly, so here you are. There's a lot more Jelsa to come, don't you worry. I've got a plot for them, as well Hiccstrid. It's all gonna me sense at some point, just be patient…

Updates are probably never gonna be stable. High school's tough on me right now… Mentally most. My parents taking me to Berlin over the weekend to get rid of the stress. So I'll write small scenes and such over there, and you can expect at least one more chapter before Christmas/new year (:

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