I do not own Frozen or anything related.
Hey Prof!
Professor: Oh. Hello Anonymius. WAIT A MINUTE, ANONYMIUS? WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?
There's no need to act like that, Prof! It hasn't been THAT long, has it?
Professor: Well let's see. Hmmmm. The last time you mentioned us was in the latest chapter of Doctor Who Abridged. And that was over a year ago.
OVER A YEAR? Phew! I was worried it was longer than that! But, ahem, I guess that's no excuse. Anyhoo, I'm looking for Com. Do you know where he is?
Professor: He's doing what he usually does nowadays. Reenacting his nostalgia critic style web show reviews.
Commentator: Now I'm sorry, you may think I'm nitpicking here, but I don't think I am! See, Peter Parker is meant to be a genius. I mean this is a kid who can make web-shooters that baffles most scientists for crying out loud! But this kid, this kid who brain melts when listening to Iron Man's technobabble? It's like if Batman didn't have his deductive skills or if Clark Kent went from a mild mannered reporter to a more confident person who played for the football team in his youth okay they did get away with that but still! Heck even Andrew Garfield's Spider-Man kept his intellect, and he was the most un-Peter Parker Peter Parker there was! And you know what? What the saddest fact is about all this? I'm not that shocked they did this to Peter in 'Ultimate Spider-Man'! I mean fr-fr AAAAAAAAAAAAH!
(Jumps behind the desk, realizing that someone was watching. The Commentator lifts his head to see who it is.)
Commentator: Oh. It's uuuuuuuu.
Ermm, hey Com! Happy to see me?
Commentator: -Happy? Happy? HAPPIIIIIIIIIIIE? I'M THE EXACT OPPOSITE OF HAPPY! You abandon me for years you b****** and you suddenly show up here like it's-
It's only be over a year, Com.
Commentator: -Really? Just a year? I could sworn it felt more like - DON'T CHANGE THE SUBJECT! We were supposed to be a team, you and I! You write your parodies and I act them out, then you got a regular job and stopped writing them!
Look, Com, I'm sorry. I just lost the enthusiasm, okay?
Commentator: Well congratulations, Anon! You have indeed become a true abridger!
You know I was going to let you respond to these reviews I have, but if you're going to be like this-
Commentator: WHOA WHOA WHOA WHOA What was that?
I said was going to let you respond to these reviews I have, but if you're going to-
Commentator: Reviews? Reviews? REVIEWS! Oh how I've missed responding to reviews! So tell me! Which abridged commentary is this for? Heroes Abridged? Yu Yu Hakushou abridged? Fullmetal alchemist abridged? Heck I'll even accept Doctor Who Abridged at this point!
Um, actually, this is for a new fic I've had published and-
Commentator: Damnit, Anonymius! Stop making new stuff when you've still got old fics that haven't been finished yet!
Look, I want to finish the others, really I do-
Commentator: Hah!
But I'm not going let that stop me from writing new stuff that I want to do!
Commentator: Fine Teamfourstar, what TV series are you parodying this time?
-Actually it isn't a parody. It's a Frozen AU fanfic which deals with what would have happened if Anna never went looking for Elsa or if Hans never found her, and if I was you, I'd better start responding soon because I've put a word limit on these now and you've only got time for one.
Commentator: What? We're back to doing that?
I have my reasons.
Commentator: C**p! I ranted for too long! Well let's what we've got here. Hmm, ooh, positive! Positive! So true! Ugh, trolls! Ah, here's a good one. This is from a guest:
Anna IS brave. It's called revenge. But good job.
Commentator: Actually I think this person might have a point, Anon. This is an actual issue with most what if scenarios, especially those based on the character making a different choice. I mean yes I know the whole thing about humans having free will means they can make any choice they like, but let's be honest, it's not like people make choices like flipping a coin, they make them according to their personality, so to realistically consider them actually making the different choice would mean changing their personality, but if that was done then that would affect previous decisions they've made, which might end up with a completely different scenario than the one you're questioning about. It's like what Dumbledore said at the end of Deathly Hallows: But if he did, then he wouldn't be Voldemort, and he wouldn't have done the things he'd done-
Yes yes, I know that's a serious issue in what if scenarios that no one seems to address. I'm just having fun with a what if scenario.
Commentator: Hey, if this means I finally get a version of Frozen that's actually based on rather than "inspired" I've got no problems. So here's the next chapter, "The Glass Shard". Man how I've missed doing this!
Snowflakes appear to fill the air. However, these snowflakes did not float to the ground like most snowflakes do. They not only remained in the air, but hovered to and fro, even though there was nothing holding them up like a strong wind. If you took a look closer, you would notice that these snowflakes were fluttering; an even closer look, and you would realize that they weren't snowflakes at all! They were in fact wings that belong to white insects. Judging from their stings and buzzing sounds, you would guess that they were bees, with icy eyes like diamonds. Below these snow bees, lay the northern mountains, which at first glance appeared to be deserted, but these were very much populated. Marching across the snow landscapes were snowmen. Not the small, friendly looking ones you would build on a snow day, but were giant, burly snowmen, walking on legs as thick as tree stumps. Their fierce faces were devoid of the warmth usually associated with snowmen, their hollow eyes unnerving. Each one bore a pickaxe made of ice. As they marched, they all sang the same song:
Born from the cold and the winter air
And motioned by our duty
We icy force both hard and fair
Serve the frozen heart of beauty
They continued their song as they started digging into the wall of the mountain:
So cut through the rock! Find what's here!
Strike for love and strike for fear!
Remember the beauty that's dear!
Split the stone apart
To serve the frozen heart
As they chipped away the rock, the snowmen made trains to move the rocks away.
Beautiful! Powerful! Dangerous! Cold!
Ice has a magic, can't be controlled.
Stronger than one, stronger than ten,
stronger than a hundred men! Ho!
With every point they made, the snowmen struck harder, as if making their point clear. After clearing away more rock, the snowmen saw what was behind. They looked at each other. They had found what they were looking for.
As they walked back, they continued their song:
Born from the cold and the winter air
And motioned by our duty
We icy force both hard and fair
Serve the frozen heart of beauty
we cut through the rock, found it near
Struck for love and struck for fear
There's beauty and there's danger here
Of which we are apart
Beware the frozen heart
They approached a large palace, made completely of ice. You would have thought it was the most beautiful architecture you've ever seen. Getting closer, however, you would have seen that it was surrounded by several tall and thick walls, making it look more like a foreboding fortress. The snowmen stationed on these walls opened up the gates.
Within the hall, the snowmen guards stamped their spears on the floor. From the staircase, Elsa the Snow Queen walked down. She was a tall, young looking beautiful woman with long flowing blond hair. However, as beautiful as she was her stern face bore a gaze so terrifying it could quell a grizzly bear. The Snow Queen wore a long, elaborate sparkling white dress with a large supportasse that looked like a web of ice. As she strolled down the hallway, the snowmen she passed knelt, however she gave them no notice, her eyes fixed on what was ahead.
"You have found it?" She asked.
The Snow Men nodded.
"Show it to me."
They brought it up. It was the frame of a large mirror; clearly battered, but still intact. The Queen gasped.
"So it does exist."
Walking towards it, she traced her icy finger nails along the edge of the mirror.
"At last I shall get what I want. For the first time in forever, I have a chance. Where is Olaf? Olaf?" She called throughout the hall, "OLAF?"
"Coming, Mistress!"
Another snowman entered the hall. This actually did look like a snowman you would build on a snow day, fitted with raisins for buttons and twigs for arms, although he didn't have a nose. He trotted along on his short, stubby legs.
"Olaf, where have you been?" She demanded, "Have you been outside again?"
"I found this flower!"
He held up a daisy.
"It seemed to have survived the winter! Isn't it pretty?"
The Snow Queen took the flower. As she studied it, ice spread from her finger tips across the flower until it was completely encased. The Snow Queen then dropped it on the floor. She smashed the flower under her foot, grinding it with her heel. Olaf stared at the remains.
"Awwww," He moaned.
"Pay attention, Olaf," She said as she strode away, "I need your mind focused, and undistracted from such trivial matters."
"Yes, Mistress," He replied somberly, following, his eyes still fixated on the remains of the flower.
"Do you love me, Olaf?"
"What? of course I do, Mistress, you know I do!"
"And you do will anything for me, won't you?"
"Of course I would, you have no need to ask!"
"Good. Then I have a task for you."
She stopped in front of the mirror frame.
"You see this mirror? I want you to start fixing it."
"Absolutely, Mistress, I'll get on with it right away! Don't you worry, it'll be fixed as fast as you can say, er, good as new!"
Olaf looked around.
"But, er, where are the pieces?"
"Well, they are not here, obviously. Not to worry, though. I'll get the snow bees to look for them."
The snow queen raised her hand. Snowflakes had appeared, which turned into Snow Bees.
"Find your brothers and sisters. Go out into the world. Find me pieces of the mirror, wherever they are, even if they are caught in eyes!"
And the Snow Bees flew out.
Thunder clapped. Gerda woke up screaming.
"Gerda?"
Kai had also woken up. He saw that Gerda was crying.
"Gerda, what's wrong?"
He went over to her bed.
"Oh Kai!"
She hugged her brother.
"I had the most horrible nightmare! I dreamt that an ice monster took you away from me, far away where I couldn't reach you!"
"It's okay, Gerda."
He patted her.
"It was only a dream. Go back to sleep."
After she let go and lay back down, Kai went back to his bed. Gerda grabbed him by the wrist.
"Please stay with me," She asked.
Kai looked down at his sister. He smiled.
"Okay, Gerda. I'll stay as long as you want."
He got on top of the bed, and hugged his sister. She was still sobbing.
"Shh," Kai tried to soothe, "Shh."
He began to sing to her, a song he knew always calmed her down:
Nothing's going to hurt you, not when I'm around
Nothing's going to bite you, so please don't make a sound
No matter how dark things may seem, have no fear
Gerda drifted to sleep, but was still awake enough to hear the last line:
For I will never leave you. I will always be here
The next day, Gerda and Kai went out to play. Their mother told them to be careful and to be home before dark, before giving Gerda a kiss on the cheek, followed by Kai.
"Mom!" Kai protested.
Kai joined his friends as they ventured out to play.
"Hey Kai!" One of the boys said, "Looks like your shadow's come to join us."
Kai looked at what he was talking about, and saw Gerda behind them.
"Go away, Gerda!" He shouted.
"But I want to come and play too!"
"Pfft, girls can't play snow ball fights!" One of the other boys shouted.
"Yeah! They can't throw as hard and they bruise easily!" Another boy added.
"Why don't you play with the other girls?" Kai asked.
Gerda looked back at the village. She saw a group of girls brushing their dolls' hairs.
"Ugh," was her response, "All they're doing is playing with dolls. I want to do something more exciting!"
"Well you're not doing it with us!"
The writer of this chapter would like to say that I in no way believe that girls would rather play with dolls than join in snow ball fights. However for the sake of showing Gerda being alienated from activities she would want to do and to show her somewhat tomboyish nature I felt like I had no choice but to include a scene like this. Let's just say that the people of this village encourages its girls to stay in the vicinity and refrain from physical activities and leave it at that.
Also I'm aware that I took the first line of Kai's song from that one from Sweeney Todd. I intended to change it, but in the end couldn't part with it.
So the boys played snow ball fights near the frozen lake, followed by games that included actually playing on the lake, with the group being divided into two and trying to get a round stone passed the other team using nothing but sticks. Gerda remained on the fringes of the group, playing by herself, including building a snowman. However, she sadly looked over at the boys, wanting so much to play with them, and particularly Kai. As the sun started to set, the boys decided to head back home. Kai looked behind his shoulder.
"I'll catch up with you later," He told them.
He walked up to his sister, who was sitting on the snow. She had been crying.
"Kai," She asked tearfully, "Why is it that you never want me around? Don't you like me?"
"Of course I do!" Kai replied, sitting next to her, "It's just, well, I don't want the other guys to know that I like you. They wouldn't understand."
"Well I think you shouldn't care what other people think and let them stop you from being with the people you love!"
"Well I'm here now. So I'm free to do whatever you want to do."
"No!"
Gerda crossed her arms as she turned away from her brother.
"I don't feel like it anymore!"
"Oh come on!"
However his sister seemed intent on having nothing to do with her brother. Kai suddenly had an idea.
"Do you want to build a snowman?"
Gerda's eyes brightened, before her scowl returned.
"No!" Gerda replied, crossing her arms ever tighter and turned away from her brother even further.
"Yes you do!" Kai grinned.
"No! I don't!" Gerda insisted
Kai tapped on some nearby ice in a rhythmic fashion.
"Do you want to build a snowman?" He sang, "Come on let's go and play!"
He dragged his sister by the hand.
"We'll build a really great big one, that will blow the other snowmen all away!"
Kai started work on the body.
"Or maybe a snowlady. Which would you like? We'll build three or six or nine!"
Gerda looked at her brother as he got on top of the body.
"Do you wanna build a snowman? It doesn't have to be a snowman. WhwhwhWHOAA!"
Kai fell forward from the snowball, which rolled onto him. Gerda giggled as he pushed the unfinished snowman off.
"Okay, fine," She relented.
And so they built a snowman, fitted with stones for buttons and twigs for arms. It even had a carrot for a nose.
"Hi there!" Said Kai in a high pitched squeaky voice as he got behind the snowman, moving the right twig up and down as if it was waving, "My name's Harry and I like to make people laugh!"
"I love you, Harry!" Cried Gerda as she hugged the snowman.
"So what do you want to do next?" Asked Kai, "Do you wanna build a snowman?
"Or ride sleds down the snowy hill?"
Which they did so.
"We can skate across the frozen lake, and spend all our time here until you've have your fill!"
Gerda laughed as they skated around the lake holding both hands.
"Or we can make snow angels, just watch the sky,
"Or pelt old man Aland's home?"
Kai and Gerda readied their snow balls as they took turns to throw them at a house's door.
BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG
An old man open the door, only to have snow fall on his head. Kai and Gerda laughed.
"You rotten kids!" He cried, waving his stick as the two children ran away, "I know where you live!"
Gerda and Kai sat on the bank near the lake as they watched the sun go down. Gerda hugged her brother.
"I love you, Kai."
Kai looked at his sister. He patted her on the head.
"Come on," He said as he stood up, "We'd better get back before the sun goes down."
Kai turned away. He stopped to look at something lodged in the ground. He bent down and pulled it out. At first he thought it was a large piece of ice, but he realized that it was actually glass. It looked like it came from a mirror. Kai could not help but be entranced by the shard as he studied it, turning it over in his hands. He admired the craftsmanship, the way it felt. He realized that the eye staring back at him was not his own.
"KAI!"
Kai's sister was trying to speak to him.
"I'm sorry, what were you saying?" He asked, pocketing the shard in his chest pocket.
"I said you're supposed to say 'I love you too!'" Gerda repeated.
"I know."
"So why don't you say it? Don't you love me?"
It took Kai a moment to think about an answer.
"Of course I like you, Gerda!"
"That's not the same thing!"
Gerda stamped her foot.
Kai saw that she was standing on the icy lake, and that it was already starting to crack.
"Gerda, stop!" Kai shouted, "You're making the ice-"
"No I won't stop!"
Gerda stamped her foot again. More cracks appear.
"I think if you love someone you should say so! And if you can't say it then it means you don't love them! And if you don't love me, then maybe I should go away and leave you in peace!"
Gerda fell through the lake.
"GERDA!" Kai screamed.
At once he ran to the hole and dived in. He spotted his sister. Ignoring the cold, ignoring the water clouding his vision, all that mattered was getting to Gerda. After what felt like forever he managed to grab hold of her hand, and pulled both of them up. They managed to get out of the lake, and crawled back to the bank. However, that was only the start of their perils. Gerda was shivering.
"I'm cold, Kai!"
Kai at once knew that he had to keep her warm. Crawling over to her, he hugged her.
"It's okay," he told her, "I'm here. I'll always be here."
It didn't matter what happened to him, as long as his sister survived. Their best bet was for their parents to realize they were out too long, and that a search party would be sent out to search for them. He hugged her as tightly as he could, forgetting all about the mirror shard in his pocket, not realizing that the more he hugged her, the more he was pushing the sharp shard into his chest, where it dug into his flesh, and soon found home in his heart.
"Always...be here..."
Kai lost consciousness after that.
Sure enough, a search party was sent out to look for them. It didn't take too long to find them.
"There they are!" one of them shouted, holding up a lantern.
They saw two motionless bodies laying by the lake.
Gerda woke up.
"Kai!" She shouted, sitting up.
"Easy, Gerda," Her grandmother said to her, holding her by the shoulders.
"Where's Kai?" She asked.
Her grandmother didn't answer.
"WHERE IS HE?" Gerda asked again panicking, fearing the worse.
"He's alive," Her Grandmother answered, "But he was in worse shape than you."
"But he'll be okay. Right, Grandmama?"
Again, her grandmother didn't answer.
"Grandmama-?"
She noticed what looked like a tear emerging from her eye.
"I'm going to look for him!"
Gerda got out of bed.
"Gerda, wait!"
Her grandmother tried to stop her, but Gerda ran out of the room.
"Kai? Kai, where are you?"
She looked around. She had no idea where he was. He wasn't in their room, so where could he be? He must in their parents room.
"Kai!"
She ran to that room.
"Kai, are you here-?"
She saw him there, tucked under the sheets of their parents bed. He looked asleep. Kai was surrounded by their parents and a doctor. When Gerda came in, her parents stood up to look at her.
"Gerda? Gerda, you shouldn't be here." Said her mother.
Gerda's parents ushered her out of the room.
"No! I need to see him! Kai? KAI!"
Kai however did not wake up. Gerda's parents closed the door.
"The doctor's doing everything he can," Gerda's father told her.
"But he be okay. Won't he?"
"We can only hope. And pray."
Gerda didn't know how long Kai remained unconscious, but it felt like forever. Every day, the doctor came in to check up on him, while a priest said prayers. Gerda sat outside, waiting for her brother to wake up. One day, while with her parents, the door opened. It was the doctor.
"Good news!" he said, smiling, "Kai's made a full recovery!"
Kai appeared from behind the doctor.
"KAI!"
Gerda ran to hug her brother.
"Oh Kai! I was so worried about you!"
"Get off of me."
Kai pushed his sister off of him. Gerda was taken aback by this reaction.
"I-I'm sorry, Kai," Gerda stammered, "I'm just happy that you're okay!"
"I am. No thanks to you."
"KAI!" His mother shouted.
His family all gave shocked looks at him. Kai had never been this cruel to his little sister.
"I'm going to my room."
"Kai. Kai wait!"
Gerda placed her hand on Kai's shoulder, but he just shrugged her off. Kai's family stared after him as he walked to his room.
"K-Kai..."
After a few days, the doctor said Kai was now healthy enough to go outside. Kai joined his friends as usual.
"Hey Kai!" One of them said, "Looks like your shadow's back!"
Kai looked over to see Gerda.
"So?"
Gerda stopped in her tracks. Kai had always protested to her in public in the past, but he had never acted as if he didn't care before! Even his friends were shocked at what he said.
Kai played with his friends, while Gerda as usual played on the fringes.
"I'll catch up," He told his friends as the sun started to set.
He walked up towards her his sister was. For a moment, Gerda thought he was going to play with her again as he did before. However, her heart dropped as Kai remained several feet away from her. He was clutching snow in his hands as if he was admiring it, before starting work on a snowman. Gerda decided to go to him.
"Do you need any help with that?"
"I'm fine," Kai replied.
Having enough of this new Kai trying to have nothing to do with her, Gerda walked towards him.
"Here, let me help-"
"I SAID NO!"
Kai pushed her aside. Falling to the ground, her eyes full of tears, Gerda looked at her brother. His eyes had no trace of emotion in them.
"I'm going home."
And he walked away.
"Kai? KAI?"
Kai continued to walk.
"Brother can you hear me?" Gerda sang, "Not sure what I'm suppose to say. I'm told be patient, and I'm trying to, but it's almost as if you've gone away! We used to be best buddies, and now we're not. I wish you would tell me why?"
Kai was almost gone from view. Gerda tried to hold her tears back.
"Do you want to build a snowman?"
Kai stopped.
"It doesn't have to be a snowman!"
Kai turned to look at her.
"Go away, Gerda,"
And he disappeared from view.
"Kay, good-Bye."
Gerda fell to her knees, as she released her tears, as the snow obscured everything.