Completely shocked.
That's what the couple was.
"Excuse my language, Nana, but how the hell do you know of our...situation." Elsa was trembling as anxiety rushed into her body.
Nana gently cradled Elsa in her arms on the bed, trying to soothe her as she noticed Elsa trembling. "Calm down, dear."
Looking back and forth, trying to grasp the situation, Elsa stuttered, "Nana...Well...Wha...What do you expect me to do?"
"Oh." This was not the reaction she had expected from her granddaughter.
As told, Elsa gathered her courage, inhaling deeply as she clung to her Nana, burying her face in her grandmother's shoulder. "I am embarrassed that you know of my secret. Truth be told, I didn't want to disappoint you and see the satisfied grins on my family's faces. So...I lied. I'm sorry, Nana."
Her Nana listened to her patiently, and a considerable part of her felt guilty that Elsa didn't feel confident enough to share this with her: "Nothing you can do will disappoint me. All I care about is your happiness, and from what I can see, I'm satisfied that after my death, you'll be in good hands."
"Do not say that, Nana! I can't even think of you leaving me. Who...Who do I have left then?" Elsa's tears drenched her grandmother's collar. "Please don't say that. I can't lose you."
The ever-sweet Nana chuckled and rubbed Elsa's arm. "Oh, baby, I'm not leaving any time soon. I need to see my great-great-grandbabies first. I won't ever leave you."
Even though Elsa blushed fiercely, she hung onto her grandmother attached like a child. "You better not."
Jack coughed, making his appearance acknowledged; it was awkward. "I'm sorry to interrupt, but how do you know Tuffnut?" How in the world did Tuffnut get in the picture?
With a casual flick of her hand, Nana's lips curled into a mischievous grin. "I reached out to him many years ago, and since then, he has kept me informed about every aspect of my beloved granddaughter's life. Naturally, I needed to ensure her safety and Berk-"
"What?!" Elsa moved back and screeched, interrupting. "You've been spying on me? And with Tuffnut of all. Nana, I don't know what he's told you but trust me, it's all a lie. As much as I love him, well, he's an idiot."
This time, the old lady truly burst out laughing and explained, taking her time, "Oh my darling, I know. But now I've got my moves that I pulled on him, and then I knew he would tell me the truth and keep it hidden."
Once again, Elsa and Jack remained speechless. "But he has no weakness; he's stupid." Jack scratched his chin in wonder.
Elsa snapped her fingers and grinned. "No way! Don't tell me you kidnapped him!"
"Oh, that's a great idea. I should've done that." Nana liked that idea, definitely did. "But that was not it."
Only more confusion followed, and Elsa asked, raising her eyebrow, her fingers twitching in anticipation, "Then what did you do?"
And her grandmother began to explain her plan: "Well, I kidnapped his Chicken and made him sign a contract."
Elsa and Jack were utterly bewildered, their eyes widening to the point where they seemed like they might pop out of their heads. "What?! You kidnapped ChickNut?"
Nana was laughing out as loud as she could. "That chicken had a name?" How did she not know of this?
Jack nodded, still not being able to comprehend all this. "ChickNut Loki Thorston the second." The name felt even more ridiculous after saying it out loud.
This time, it wasn't only Nana but Elsa who was laughing out loud. "Anyways, so I got his ChickNut kidnapped a few months after Elsa arrived at Berk. Then I made him sign a contract, and it said if anyone else were to know about this, his Chickens would be sacrificed and fed to him." Nana waved a hand in the air, sighing, "Now, I wouldn't have killed them, of course, but...well, there's that."
The couple remained dumbfounded, and a shocked Elsa spoke with a raspy voice, "If I knew about ChickNut, I would've used it to keep Tuff's mouth shut on many occasions." So many ideas were already popping in her mind.
"So that's what you did. I'm not going to lie, Nana, that's a smart move. Now, what did you do after finding out he married us? Is he in a prison somewhere underground?" Jack was half impressed and half curious as to what was happening now.
The lady smiled and shook her head as if hiding an unreadable expression. "Oh, he's fine at Berk. It wasn't his fault. You both asked him to get married."
Elsa gasped out loud and felt the need to defend herself. "But Nana, we were drunk."
"So, young lady, how about I get drunk and marry a random, untrustworthy stranger." Now she had an evident teasing smile, her head tilted.
Jack held up his finger, feeling quite offended. Even though Nana didn't take his name, he knew it was related to him. "Nana, I was not some random untrustworthy stranger."
With a quick spin of her head to the side, Nana fixed a piercing glare on him. "You've only known each other for two days and already tied the knot. How can you not be completely untrustworthy strangers to one another?"
"Point to Nana." Jack pursed her lips and agreed shamelessly.
The classic move was pulled that Elsa always used to get away with any trouble; she pouted. "But Nana, it was Tuff's fault. How can you side with a stranger? I'm your granddaughter!"
Nana rolled her eyes and turned away, crossing her arms. "Young lady, those eyes don't work on me." Which was a lie, of course, she sighed. "Elsa, you shouldn't have gotten drunk and trusted Tuffnut. I've known him enough to know he's an idiot. So it's on you."
"My own Nana betrays me. My own!" Elsa trembled her chin, trying to melt her cold heart.
And the heart remained cold, though the old lady found her expression adorable. "Alright, now enough of this. Listen, you both to me."
Jack and Elsa became attentive and stood side by side with each other, looking at Sofia. "Yes, Nana." In unison, they nodded, ready to take on what was coming.
"I approve of this marriage." Jack was beaming, and then Nana continued, "Tuffnut is free from the contract; I'll tell him that his Chickens are safe." Elsa groaned; hearing this still hurt.
The couple said at the same time, "Okay." Jack said it happily, while Elsa, with fallen shoulders, was sad that his suffering ended.
Nana stood up in a graceful manner that so much resembled Elsa. "Let's go downstairs, and oh boy, be ready to face my precious family." The venom behind the word was apparent.
It seemed evident to Jack that Nana harboured a strong disdain for her family, possibly even more so than Elsa, due to the mistreatment Elsa had endured from them.
Leaving behind a small child solely because of her hair colour, which was rumoured to be cursed in the town. She felt deeply embarrassed that her own family would believe in such unfounded superstitions.
"Before we go, I'd like to apologize in advance for any words I say or actions I might take if someone insults my wife," Jackson told the lady with an expressionless face.
Sofia Owen froze and took a good minute to reply, "You should not be apologizing for what's right, Jackson Overland. Remember that, son." She passed Elsa a loving smile that conveyed a thousand words and turned around to walk downstairs.
Elsa gazed down at the floor as she descended the stairs towards her dreadful family, with Jack tenderly kissing her cheek and clasping her hand to convey his current limitations.
Upon feeling his gentle touch, she lifted her gaze and met his eyes. At that moment, it was as if his touch had instilled her with a newfound sense of assurance and security, a simple touch from her husband could do that.
Deeply lost in her thoughts, Elsa didn't see a strawberry brunette beauty running to her who looked so much like a young girl she remembered, "Oh Elsa, you're here. You're here!"
"Anna," Her barely audible voice shook. This was such a different warmth she hadn't felt before. Not from Jack or even her grandmother.
"It's you right Elsa?" Anna asked quietly.
It was genuinely saddening how unreal this feeling and person was to Elsa. "It's me, Anna. Look at you and how you've grown. You look like Mo-"
Anna engulfed her in the tightest hug ever and interrupted her words, "I look like you, but...I mean...I could never compare to your beauty. I mean, you're just gorgeous."
And that was the classic Anna she had known. "You haven't changed, Anna; you still talk so fast."
"Oh, I'm sorry. Is it bad? You don't have to leave. I'll change, I promise."
This was the guilt she had expected to kick in, and it did. "No, that's not...I love that part of you." Elsa sighed and touched Anna's cheek. "I am proud you are everything I'd hope you be. You're perfect."
Anna smiled and looked around. "Give me a second. I'll be back."
Elsa truly meant what she said; she felt a sense of pride in her sister. It was remarkable how Anna remained unchanged, still exuding that vibrant, joyful energy. Elsa couldn't help but see a reflection of herself in Anna, envisioning a life where she, too, was as carefree and spirited as her sister.
A youthful girl who behaved like a carefree, innocent child rather than the current version of herself, who had been compelled to transition into a more mature woman. She couldn't help but feel selfish and unkind for longing to be like Anna.
The whole family ignored the reunion as they were focused on their conversations, but Sofia noticed, "Anna is what I wanted you to be. A happy, careless girl."
How could this woman read her? Was she that readable? "How do you-"
"I raised you, Elsa. I know what goes in that pretty head." Nana poked her head and caressed her cheek.
"Why doesn't she hate me, Nana? I left her, and she still loves me. I deserve to be hated, but the first thing she does is hug me. Why doesn't she hate me, Nana?" Elsa didn't cry, though she wanted to, but she was used not to letting her tears fall.
Nana chuckled and shook her head. "She is not so clueless, darling. She knew all along, and she loves you. She has been waiting years to see you again."
Elsa snorted in pain. "I'd rather have her hate me. I can't live with this guilt. It's been almosr seven years. I don't even know what her hobbies are anymore."
"Anna hasn't changed much as you saw. She's still the same."
Within a second, Anna reappeared in front of Elsa. "Yup, and I still like chocolate. This might shake your memory."
A shaking hand grabbed Anna's cup of hot chocolate, and she took a sip. "Choco!" It tasted the same, and all the memories rushed back.
"Elsa, who is that white-haired weirdo that's talking to my fiancé." Anna was utterly unhinged and asked her sister.
Very casually, Elsa answered as if it was expected, "That's Jack." And simply ignored the insult thrown in her husband's way.
"That's such a common name, and it doesn't even suit him. I can't see his face, but he seems a bit ugly. What's with that slim figure? Who is he? Please don't tell me he's our uncle's illegitimate son or is he a worker. Well, that can't be; he looks rich." Anna rambled on at such a speed it may be faster than lightning.
Finally, Elsa stopped her. "Anna, Anna, slow down. That's my husband."
Her jaw hung open, and she clasped her mouth. "I thought his name was Jackson Overland."
"Yes, Jack is short for Jackson." Elsa's saying sounded more like a question. "Also, my husband is quite handsome. Shall we talk about your bulky giant fiance that simultaneously looks like a five-year-old and a thirty-year-old?"
Anna gasped and jabbed her chest. "Hey, that's mean! Kristoff is cute!"
Elsa jabbed her chest back. "And a weird name, too, crazy?"
Before the two sisters could get into a fight over their men, Nana dragged the men to stop the war, and they ran to their women. Strangely, it was heartwarming to see them argue, acting as sisters.
"Ladies, calm down." They said at the same time.
Elsa pointed at Anna. "Oh, piss-off!"
Anna pointed at Elsa. "A jackass!"
Once they heard the insults, it sent shivers down all four spines because, somehow, the insults rhymed the names.
Jackson Overland and Kristoff Bjorgman were trolled for no reason at all.
Elsa's family
Grandmother: Nana Sofia Owen
Sister: Anna (18)
Brother-in-law to be: Kristoff Bjorgman (18)