Chapter 4: Loathing

It was the day before her fourteenth birthday and Nicole walked to the ball room in her best dress that her mother had made for her with her hair in a side braid. It was a long purple dress with snowflakes scattered on it, and a transparent light purple cape cascading off her shoulders and trailing behind her. She stood at the entrance to the ball room and nodded at the guards to open the doors. She put on her best 'princess-look' and walked into the ball room. It was tradition to hold a before party as well as a party on the day of her birthday.

"Princess Nicole of Arendelle!" A guard shouted loudly over the noise of people talking.

Everyone stopped what they were doing at silently looked at the oncoming princess. They bowed, curtsied, and applauded her in congratulations. She slowly walked to where her parents were standing. Her mother, like always, was standing there emotionless with what her father calls her 'queen-look'. Nicole's father was smiling and joking around with her mother, trying to get her to break concentration. He got a piece of chocolate and ate it. Nicole came into earshot and heard him say, "Fine, only I get to eat chocolate then." Her mother's expression faltered as she was given the denial of chocolate.

"Hi mother, father." Nicole said.

"It's bad enough that you look exactly like your mother, but you put on the same stupid expressions when people are around. Come on, why couldn't you inherit some of this handsome face?" Her father joked, gesturing towards his face.

While Jack was talking, Elsa grinned and reached behind him to grab a piece of chocolate.

"Woah there El, I told you no chocolate!" He said, still facing their daughter.

"But- How?- UGH!" Elsa stammered and backed away from the chocolates.

"Looks like Jack is still the same, but Elsa is a bit lightened up." A feminine voice sounded behind Elsa.

Elsa turned around and saw Rapunzel holding Eugene's hand; their son stood off to the side awkwardly.

"Punzie!" Elsa exclaimed and hugged her cousin, "I'm glad you could make it."

"This is Simon, our sixteen-year-old son." Eugene said, gesturing towards the boy.

Simon was around six feet tall, green eyes, brown hair, and looked well built for his age. "Hello there, Simon. Let me get my daughter and you guys can talk." Elsa smiled and turned around to beckon Nicole over.

Nicole walked over to her mother and scanned her eyes over the people she didn't know.

"These are our cousins; Princess Rapunzel, Prince Eugene, and Prince Simon of Corona." Her mother said to Nicole.

"Hello, my name is Nicole." She said calmly.

Simon scoffed and Eugene glared at him.

"You two go off and have fun, do what teenagers do." Nicole's father said, appearing beside them.

Nicole nodded and followed Simon to a corner of the room that wasn't occupied. When they found a good place to talk, Simon asked, "Why do you and your mother always wear that expressionless face?"

"We don't always use it. Only when there are guests around." Nicole replied.

Simon sneered, "Well, I think it's stupid."

"Go ahead and think that." Nicole said calmly, trying not to display her anger.

"Not going to retaliate? How weak." Simon scoffed.

(A/N: Italics=Nicole, Bold=Simon, Italics+Bold=Both, Underlined=Ember, Simon, and Nicole)

"There's been some confusion for you see my cousin is…" They both sang in anger.

"Unusually and exceedingly peculiar, and all together quite impossible to describe."

"Annoying."

"What is the feeling, so sudden and new?"

"I felt the moment I laid eyes on you…" Nicole scoffed.

"My pulse is rushing…"

"My head is reeling…"

"My face is flushing…"

"What is this feeling? Fervid as a flame. Does it have a name? Yes! Loathing, unadulterated loathing…" They both spat.

"For your face…"

"Your voice…"

"Your clothing…"

"Let's just say- I loathe it all! Every little trait, however small makes my very flesh begin to crawl with simple utter loathing. There's a strange exhilaration, in such total detestation. It's so pure, so strong! Though I do admit it came on fast," They both glared at each other, "still, I do believe that it can last. And I will be loathing, loathing you my whole life long!"

Ember walked up to Nicole and glared at Simon, "Dear Nicole, you are just too good! How do you stand it? I don't think I could! He's a terror, he's a tartar! I don't mean to show a bias, but Nicole you're a Martyr!"

Nicole calmly sang, "Well… these things are sent to try us…"

"Poor Nicole, forced to reside with someone so disustificied. I just want to tell you, I'm on your side! I share you're loathing!"

"What is this feeling so sudden and new? I felt the moment I laid my eyes on you. My pulse is rushing, my head is reeling. Oh, what is this feeling? Does it have a name? Yes… Aaahhh…" Simon and Nicole growled at each other.

"Loathing! There's a strange exhilaration, in so total detestation. It's so pure, so strong! Though I do admit it came on fast. Still, I do believe that it can last. And I will be loathing, for forever, loathing, truly deeply, loathing you, my whole life long!"

"Boo!" Nicole screamed as she sent a gust of icy wind into Simon's face.

"Ahh!" Simon yelled in retaliation and smoothed his hair down.

"Let's go Nicole." Ember smirked, "Don't want 'ol normal here getting jealous."

"Normal? What do you mean I'm normal? I'm just like any other human." Simon said, confused.

Ember and Nicole looked at each other and doubled over laughing. Nicole managed to say, "You mean to say…" She laughed again, "you don't know what we can do?"

Simon cocked an eyebrow, "No…"

Ember and Nicole smirked and waved their hand. In Ember's hand, a small flame danced above his palm, and in Nicole's hand, a snowflake floated in the air.

"You guys are freaks…" He said, backing away.

Elsa saw Nicole and Ember showing Simon their powers, but Simon wasn't fascinated… he was…. Scared. She excused herself and ran towards the group of teens, ice appearing below her feet.

"What's going on?" Elsa demanded when she reached them.

Simon looked at Elsa and felt her icy stare melt into his soul, God, she is scary. He thought. He looked down at her feet to see that ice was being formed around it and a pathway of ice led to where she stood before.

"You… you too?" Simon gasped and backed up against the wall.

Jack ran over to them and asked, "What did you do Elsa?"

"He seems to be afraid of our powers…" Elsa pointed out.

"You mean these?" Jack joked and waved his hand. A snowflake trail appeared behind his hand.

"Don't tease the boy!" Elsa scolded.

"You guys are monsters…" He gasped.

Elsa's eyes widened and she took a sharp intake of breath.

~Flashback~

Elsa ran out into the courtyard and the townspeople greeted her as the new Queen of Arendelle. She looked behind her to see the Duke of Weselton chasing after her. She backed into the fountain, and it froze into jagged spikes. The people gasped and took a step away from her.

"Get her!" The Duke yelled.

"Just… just stay away from me! I don't want to hurt you." Elsa pleaded and ice shot at the ground below the duke's feet.

The duke slipped on the ice and yelled, "MONSTER!"

~End of Flashback~

Elsa staggered and nearly fell to the ground, but Jack caught her. "It's not a pain is it?"

She shook her head and tears rimmed her eyes. Her voice cracked as she said, "Bad memories."