Here are some quick-fics. I used some of the prompts given to me. The rest will come tomorrow. Pre-Day 6
Disclaimer: Frozen belongs to Disney.
Spring Fever
"Frühjahrsmüdigkeit,"
Hans immediately looked lost, he stared at Elsa like she just lost her mind, "Wha—?"
But then, the queen without her usual grace and propriety, sits on Hans's lap and kisses full on the lips.
"It means 'Spring Tiredness'," Elsa explained when she broke off the kiss, making Hans stifle a groan before shooting her another stare.
"Spring Tiredness?"
"Yes," Elsa nodded, kissing Hans briefly before pulling away again. "Do you have it?"
"Uhm," Hans looked lost, then he looked down at himself, his arms, then at Elsa. "I don't...think so?"
"Good," was all Elsa said before she proceeded to kissing him again, longer this time.
I could get used to this. Hans grinned into the kiss, this time he pulled back, making Elsa the one to stifle the groan, "Are you always this... passionate... after the winter?"
"Shut up and kiss me."
Portrait - Modern AU
He wasn't a soldier, never wanted to be. He was an artist, and a good one at that. He never wanted to be stuck behind a wall, feeling hopeless and desperate, with the bodies of your comrades sprawled all around you, and only two frag grenades left.
He had twelve older brothers, and he grew up watching them all being drafted into service, to serve their country and risk their lives for a war they were obviously losing anyway.
He also grew up being reminded that, "Hans, one day you'll make us proud like your brothers."
And in his family, proud meant being a soldier.
So his father ridiculed him when he had told him he didn't want to hold a gun, he wanted to hold a pencil, and his brothers looked down on him as though he was less then a man for not wanting to be a soldier.
But in the end, there he was, bullets were raining down on him, and he was just waiting for a miracle, or someone to place a bullet in his skull.
Hans wanted to come home and kiss his wife on the lips, to run his fingers through her blonde hair and get lost looking into her blue eyes while listening to her singing, or telling him how much she loved him.
He wanted to come home and watch her doing her chores, so he could sit there with a pencil in one hand a notebook in the other, and he could sketch as many portraits of her as he wanted to.
I guess that's not happening anymore, huh?
He had promised her he would come home, but it was a hard promise to keep, one that he shouldn't have made in the first place.
He knew he had to run and get close enough so he could be sure that he'd be able to at least take down most of the bastards that managed to corner him and his men.
The bullets stopped, and he took a deep breath. He took the grenades and pulled the pins with his teeth, with a battle cry, he charged forwards.
The bullets started coming down on him again, he wasn't sure if they were missing, or if adrenaline made him numb to the pain.
He felt his knees hit the ground, he could feel his blood pouring out if the holes in his chest, but oddly enough, there was no pain. With the last ounce of his strength, he threw the grenades, the explosion sent half of the soldiers shooting him flying through the air.
He landed on the ground face first, the light in his green eyes were slowly disappearing, he reached into his pocket shakily, pulling out a sketch of his wife and Hans looked at it one last time.
I know I promised. I'm sorry, Elsa.
Chocolate and Sandwiches - Modern AU
"Wake up, Elsa," came a soft whisper in her ears.
Her eyes fluttered open, "Hans?"
He smiled at her, but it barely reached his eyes, "Hey, love."
Without pause or hesitation, she threw her arms around him, "I missed you, Hans."
"I missed you to, my love," he whispered, breathing in her scent and hugging her as right as he could.
"I can't believe you're back," she said breathlessly, smiling at him and touching his face tenderly.
"Well, I kinda miss eating the sandwiches that you used to prepare for me before I left," Hans replied with a joking smile, his thumb trailed just below her lips. "Even though your sister hates me because she thinks it's a waste to melt chocolate and put it on bread."
This brought laughter to Elsa's lips, "Yeah, but she loves chocolate cake though."
Hans smiled that sad smile again, then he kissed her on the lips. Elsa wished the moment would last forever but he abruptly pulled away, "I'm sorry, Elsa."
She frowned, confused, then he stood up and opened the door to her room, before closing the door, Hans looked at her one last time, "I'm sorry for breaking my promise," and he closed the door.
Elsa felt a gust of wind, she felt breathless, like she had just woken up from a bad dream. She shot out of bed and ran towards the door.
Hans wasn't there, she looked around, but he was nowhere to be found. Finally, Elsa decided to go to the front door, but just before her hand reached the doorknob, there was knock.
She opened the door and was surprised to see a man in uniform standing there, he handed her a letter, bowed stiffly, "Good morning, madame," and walked away, leaving her confused as ever.
She recognized the insignia on the envelope, and she feared the worst. She opened the envelope, begging to be wrong—I was just talking to him!—but the first few words on the paper confirmed her worst suspicions.
"We regret to inform you..."
Siblings - Modern AU
"Thanks for coming with this party with me, Elsa," Hans sighed happily. "I love my brothers, but their friends hate me."
Elsa laughed, "It's not a problem," then she elbowed him playfully. "But I think siblings' friends hate you because you're hitting on their wives."
"It's not my fault that I'm too attractive," Hans shrugged, waggling his eyebrows at her.
"Oh please, you can seduce a blind nun if you tried hard enough," Elsa rolled her eyes.
A blind nun, but not you. How ironic.
Hans gasped dramatically, placing a hand to his chest, "Elsa!"
"It's true!" Elsa defended, holding her palms up in mock surrender.
"Elsa," Hans suddenly said, looking serious. "Haven't you ever thought, that maybe I'm a player because you're such an infuriating woman?"
"Infuriating, huh?" she asked, like she was really thinking about it. "But you love me anyway."
"Of course I love you!" Hans replied, looking sincerely at her. "I love you very much."
Then he started tickling her, completely ruining the moment because—You'll never believe me anyway.
Friends - Modern AU
I can't.
Elsa gave Hans a quick embrace, then she kissed him on the cheek, "Thank you for doing this, Hans."
Hans shrugged like it was no big deal, "Anything for you."
Hans watched Elsa biting her lower lip, with a small smile, he took her hand and kissed the top of it, "Don't be nervous."
That seemed to calm her down, she smiled at him.
I can't do this.
"So this is it, huh?" Elsa asked, there was a giddy smile on her face.
"Yeah, this is it," her excitement made Hans grin.
It hurts too much.
"You're dad would have been proud of you, Elsa," Hans said, pulling her in for an embrace. Music started playing. "Ready?"
He offered her his arm and she placed her hand there, squeezing it gently, "Ready."
I can't be the one walking her down the aisle.
"You're like every man's impossible dream," Hans whispered into her ear. "He's a lucky man."
"I'm so lucky I fell in love with my best friend," she sighed contentedly, leaning on his arm.
I'm your best friend too, right? We've known each other since we were kids! Hans had wanted to shout. But what would a wonderful girl like Elsa want to do with a player like him? You're a player because she would never look at you, remember?Reminded a voice in his head.
"Something troubling you?" Elsa asked, just as they reached the entrance to the church.
Hans smiled and shook his head, "No." Yes!
I want to be the man waiting for you at the end of the aisle, the one who's going to say his vows with you.
But I'm not.
I can't do this.
"Congratulations," Hans said when they reached the steps to the altar. He smiled at her, not really ready to let her go. Then he pulled her into a quick embrace, whispering, "I'm going to miss you."
I can't watch losing you forever.
He felt her stiffen in his embrace, when he pulled away, he saw her looking at him confusedly. All he managed was a smile, a smile that no longer hid his sadness, "I want you to be happy, Elsa."
Even if hurts me.
Flowers - Modern AU
Every Valentine's Day, and on her Birthday, after getting married, Elsa would receive thirteen roses without fail. At first she thought it was her husband, but it wasn't, he adamantly denied that it was him, at first she didn't believe him, but today's roses had a card attached to it.
The words were typewritten, which was peculiar since almost nobody used typewriters these days.
Never pass up chances to say 'I Love You,' before it's too late. Regret comes at the end, and the pain it brings is terrible. Happy Birthday, Elsa.
She went inside and showed it to her husband, who said, "Check this out, thirteen roses means you have a secret admirer."
"Really?" she raised an eyebrow, placing the roses on the table before sitting down in front of the laptop. She found the notion of having a secret admirer funny, now that she was married.
"Want me to get you some coffee?"
Absentmindedly, while she was scrolling down, she replied, "Yes, thank you."
Her eyes landed on one other particular link that caught her attention.
BLUE ROSE.
She clicked that link, she always received thirteen, blue roses without fail. Her eyes widened when she saw the description.
Her husband's words echoed in her head repeatedly.
Secret admirer?
She knew who he was.
Blue roses symbolise mystery and longing to attain the impossible.
"Haven't you ever thought, that maybe I'm a player because you're such an infuriating woman?"
"Of course I love you!"
"You're like every man's impossible dream."
"I'm going to miss you."
Hans.
She gasped, her hands came to cover her mouth, tears started welling in her eyes, and she felt a stab of pain, and a touch of guilt, in her chest.
Oh, Hans.
Never pass up chances say 'I Love You.'
The first tear fell.
Before it's too late.
Elsa wanted to run, but she was frozen on her seat. Her shoulders were shaking uncontrollable.
Why, Hans? Why didn't you tell me?
Regret comes at the end.
She was vaguely aware of her husband wrapping his arms around her, oh how she loved this man, she couldn't help but feel guilty— like she was betraying him by crying.
Because her tears were for Hans.
For what we could have been.
And the pain it brings is terrible.
Marriage
"Have you ever thought about marriage, Hans?" Elsa suddenly asked out of the blue, making Hans choke on the tea he was drinking.
"I'm sorry?" he dabbed his lips with the light blue napkin on the table, before clearing his throat and saying. "No, not really."
"Oh," Elsa nodded, without looking up from the letter she was reading. "I was wondering if I could get your opinion on Prince Ivan of the Kingdom of the Isles. He's about the same age as me, he ascends the throne after his father, I heard his handsome, and he seems to be the most likely suitor I would say yes to," Elsa finally looked up and fixed a sweet, innocent smile on her face.
Hans eyes widened, he stared at Elsa for a split second before standing up, stomping over to her, taking her face in his hands before kissing her full on the lips, "I take it back, darling. I have been thinking of marriage. In fact, you could get married right now. With me. Not Prince Ivan what's-his-name."
Elsa smirked at him, "Good boy, Hans," she said with a particularly evil smile that Hans found oddly... attractive. "But I'm not really thinking about marriage right now, but maybe I'll consider a yes next time you ask."
Then she stood up and walked out of the room, leaving Hans staring at the empty chair she was just sitting on. He blinked. Twice.
Next time I ask? "Cunning woman," he shook his head, grinning. He loved that she was so sly. Consider a yes, huh?
So, here are a few more stories.
I feel like an asshole, somehow. :))
I was just feeling, that maybe I should go for some more angst.
So heeeey! Yeah!
I also incorporated "how to tell a bad news" lessons (GOOD-BAD-GOOD) XD
Thanks to BlueSwordLove , HansElsaLove , adrilabelle , ReadingLikeABoss , Neko-Youkai - thank you for the reviews. I'm very flattered and glad that you guys enjoyed my fics.
Yes...
•I will be writing part 2 for Cinderella.
•I'm always open to prompts and suggestions.
•I might think of writing the full story for Monster so keep an eye out for that.
•And again, I'm glad that you guys enjoyed reading the fics.
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(Iceburnsweek is about to come to an end, but that doesn't mean I'll stop writing Iceburns. I'm in love with the pair, and I'm hoping I could make you love them too.)
Cheers!
Random trivia: The name Ivan and Hans are both variants of the same name, John; and, Kingdom of the Isles is technically just another name for The Southern Isles. So yeah, word play, or whatever you call it. :)))