No Water Under the Bridge: Frozen Fan Fiction Chapter 2

“I tried. I don’t know how!” Elsa answered Reidar. Again. She had been over this with her Queen’s Council a hundred times. Elsa had tried to come up with a theory- they all had tried.

“Have you tried conjuring ice?” asked Grete, “Then we could melt it and end the drou- ”

“Of course !” Elsa snapped back at her. “That was the first thing I tried! There is no moisture in the air to freeze… Or if there is, it’s like it’s being evaporated immediately. I don’t even know which it is!” Elsa explained, exasperated. “Or how to begin to fix it either,” she thought.

The council members all started talking at once again. She could barely hear herself think.

“That’s enough,” Elsa whispered.

The discord continued, mumbled utterances crescendoing to a dull roar.

“ENOUGH!”

The temperature dropped in the Council Room. Her cabinet fell silent and looked at her expectantly.

“Okay.” She took a deep breathe. The room evened out ot a comfortable temperature.

“I don’t know what’s happening and I don’t know why my powers are not fully working.” She raised her hands to halt the inevitable panicked outbursts. “If anyone can teach Arendelle to survive this drought and extraordinary heat it is Queen Amenset. That is why it is of utmost importa-”

“Elsa! I have amazing news! News that can possibly put Queen Amenset’s ambassador in a forgiving mood!” Anna burst through the doors rattling off her whole speech in one breath.

She stopped for air and felt a room full of eyes on her. “Oh sorry. I wasn’t really thinking. I mean I thought Elsa should know. But she probably should know in private. Um well, this is awkward. I’ve made it awkward…” Anna trailed off, suddenly aware of how personal her message for Elsa was.

“No. Anna you have every right to be included here. I was only trying to spare you from this morning’s preliminary discussions, or freak outs, as you would say.” Elsa smiled to herself. Yes, freaked out perfectly described the Queen’s Council this morning.

Elsa looked at her sister, for such a flustered entrance she really did look quite beautiful this morning. Radiant. And that reminded Elsa of the sun…and this damned heat!

“Elsa, I have an idea.” Ana stated in her best no-nonsense tone as she noticed her sister survey her person, wondering if Elsa somehow magically knew her condition.

“Let’s hear it! I assume you are aware of the new development in our situation?”

Anna nodded, “Yes. I ran into Olaf on the way here…literally.”

“Then you know the Vårenisen have been destroyed?”

Anna felt the eyes of the Queen’s Council flitting between the two of them in silence. Like they were watching the most riveting tennis match.

“Um yes, but Elsa I’m sure it wasn’t his fault. He’s really sorry and everything, but maybe we could have a private council?” Anna began to stammer; she was getting nervous, “because well, I’m- sheesh, uh let’s go over to the smaller council chambers or ooh, I know! Dismiss these guys for a break…”

“I will not be dismissed!” Reidar hissed. For the Minister of Foreign Affairs, he could be incredibly pompous. “Making a good impression with Queen Amenset’s ambassador is my responsibility and I will not have my chances at success ruined, and my reputation tarnished, by your careless snow pet!” He pounded his fist to the table for good measure.

“My Queen, we have the answer to this situation staring us in the face! It is simple,” Reidar finished with a flourish.

“Simple!?” Elsa replied astonished. “Please, do tell us this simple solution we have all overlooked,” she spat out with contempt.

“I, Minister Reidar, charge your play thing with crimes against the realm. I submit that he must pay for his crimes by providing the much needed water for a new crop of Vårenisen.” Reidar paused for effect.

“Melt him.”

It’s Getting Warmer: Frozen Fan Fiction, Chapter 1

blue-flower-1“Elsa!”

“Elsa!” Anna hollered as she ran down the castle hall towards the Great Hall. “I don’t even know why I’m shouting. She can’t hear me from all the way out here.” Anna thought, alternating her pace with a skip and a bounce as she ran. She felt like her blood was bubbling with excitement! It was mid-morning; there was a quiet hush over the castle as the most serious business of running Arrendelle was being attended to, but she couldn’t help it.

Anna shouted again, “ELS-” she felt a friendly mass of snow hit her straight on and she tumbled to the ground.

“Wheee! I didn’t know you liked playing smash races!”

Anna giggled even as she stood up feeling a little sore, “Olaf, I wasn’t playing a smash race- wait, what’s a smash race?”

“I don’t know; you made it up just now” he replied looking around the hall thoughtfully, “and I think it’s really going to catch on. If one person starts 42 paces that way” he pointed down the hall from where Anna had been coming, “and one person leans against the wall about twenty six no, twenty six and a half- paces that way…” he trailed off making calculations and forming game rules in his head.

Anna put a hand on his shoulder, “Olaf, that game sounds great. It really does. But I’m on my way to see Elsa. I have very important news. Is she in the Great Hall?”

Olaf looked away. “No…not in the Great Hall,” he said sheepishly.

Anna narrowed her eyes at him and waited.

“Olaf” she said calmly “what are you not telling me?”

“Um well, there may have been an incident. A certain snowman may have been involved. I won’t name names, but perhaps a few flowers were destroyed, and if they were, which I’m not saying they definitely were, but if…”

“Flowers?” Anna asked. “These wouldn’t happen to be Vårenisen flowers?”

“They might have been.”

“Oh no! Those were to be presented to the emissary sent by the Queen of the south. Those are the only blossoms left  from last spring! With all this strange weather we’ve been having we’ll never be able to grow more in time! Olaf, where is she? Where is Elsa now?”

“In the Council Room. With a lot of very serious faces. I tried to break the ice. I started with ‘a reindeer goes into a bar’ setup-”

Anna stopped him. “Get past the joke. What happened next?”

“They asked me to leave! And not very politely I must add-”

Anna, wait! Don’t you want to play…” Olaf called after her, but Anna was already halfway down the hall and didn’t wait to hear the rest.

 

“Oh no, oh no, oh no. Elsa is going to be so upset,” Anna thought “those flowers were part of our bargain with the Queen. If we can’t deliver, will they still send the help we desperately need?  Maybe this good news is just what Elsa needs. After all, the only thing visiting dignitaries love more than a royal wedding is news of a royal baby, right?”

 

My Dad; The Prettiest Princess of Them All

DadAriel_1Ok, so this one is going to take a little explaining. Firstly, let me just say I have two dads…but not how you think! I have a very long complicated home-life story (which maybe someday I’ll tell in it’s entirety) but basically through a combination of foster care, marriage, and divorce I belong to one of those amazing Frankenstein families that’s more about people choosing to love each other than actual blood relations. I happen to think its a pretty special thing. 🙂

Anyways, so my dad, Craig (pictured here) happens to be a heterosexual male, well into his 60’s, is a decorated veteran of the Marine Corps, served in Vietnam, drives giant Harley Davidson motorcycles, cusses like…well, like a Marine, and also is the most mischievous person on the planet. Thanks to him I was actually kicked out of a Las Vegas hotel like a boss when I was still in middle school. How? He was teaching me to throw paper airplanes in the Luxor Hotel’s atrium!

Back in the day, when I still lived with my parents, I made this super awesome detailed Snow White costume. About a year after the last time I wore it to a party, my dad comes sauntering down the hallway wearing one of his Harley t-shirts, sweat pants…and my princess skirt. Somehow he had opened the back and wedged it around his waist. I’ve never laughed harder in my life than when he was batting his eyes and fanning his face “because someday his prince would come.”DadArial_3

Obviously he had to be Snow White for Halloween! I made fancy light blue princess sleeves for a regular dark blue t-shirt, he commandeered my skirt, we added my wig and my cape and it was a done deal! Of course he wouldn’t shave his handlebar mustache, so yeah, that happened… He ended up not just wearing the costume on Halloween night, but also to get kicked out of both Disneyland AND Disney World for sporting it in the parks.

That’s right. In the name of mischief he got himself kicked out of The Happiest Place on Earth. Twice. That take’s commitment.

At first we were ambitious and swore to do a different Disney Princess costume for him every year…but you know, things happen and we got sidetracked. We did make him a full Cinderella costume, which he wore very well, but once me and my wig collection moved out on my own, I’m not sure if he’s worn it since.

This year, we bought his very own bright red “Ariel” wig and it is game on! You’re welcome.

A love note from JoJo: This post was updated on June 12, 2014