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Shrouded in shadows | The Darkling
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Part 12
The next day you are woken up by Genya who ushers you out of bed rather quickly. Apperently the General wanted to have breakfast with you this morning... in his war room.
You get dressed and make sure you looked presentable. Genya goes as far as the door and then leaves you to enter yourself.
You knock on the door and wait.
"Come in," you hear him call.
You push open the door and step inside, closing the door behind you slowly. Your eyes land on the General immediately. He stands at one end of the table, a breakfast laid out on that side.
He smiles and waves you over, pouring juice into a glass for you.
You approach and come to stand beside him. Your breakfast consisted of some of the finest pastries the Grand Palace could offer.
You smile at the display.
"Are you suppose to have these?" You ask, looking up at him.
He grins as he holds one out to you.
"Are you going to tell on me if I say no?"
You take it and take a bite.
"No."
He chuckles and grabs one for himself.
This was probably the most relaxed you had been with him, so be would take what he could get from you.
"Why here?" You ask, looking around the room.
"The privacy," he replies.
You eye him, but say nothing. He seems to want to relish in your company. You let him have it.
As you reach for your juice, Kirigan slides a letter across the table. It's addressed to you. You glance at him as you put the glass down and pick up the letter. You open it swiftly.
It's from Sven. He had received the letter the General sent and was glad to hear you were safe and well.
"So, what's happening Kribirsk then? Since you're not there."
"They can handle it. I'll make sure to visit soon when I can assure your safety along the way," he tells you.
"You would still take me with you?"
"Of course. I'm not leaving you here."
You look at him, trying to read his expression, but comes up empty. You couldn't quite work the Darkling out sometimes.
He seemed to eager to keep you by his side.
That would make leaving difficult.
"I've been thinking," he starts.
"What about?"
He holds your gaze and smiles softly.
"About you. About what you could do."
"What do you mean?" You ask, confusion written all over your face.
"How would you feel about being trained as a Heartrender?" He asks, looking you right in the eye and waiting for your response.
You stare blankly at him.
A Heartrender? He would have you train as a Heartrender?
He chuckles lightly.
"You can say no. Remember, I'm asking, not demanding."
You smile.
"I'll do it."
At least then you could defend yourself in the future. You need to learn to fight. It may come in handy if you ever want to get out of here.
"Good. I think you'll be surprised," he mutters.
You're confused by his words, but let them slide. He confused you sometimes and you accepted that.
Perhaps he saw more to you than anyone else ever had.
"Sven can be your mentor," he suggested.
"I would like that."
He smiles. He smiles because he was doing something you liked, something you seemed interested in. He was glad he could offer you that.
"I'm sorry about putting you back in that room, but I thought the quiet would do you good," he said.
"Actually... I'd like to stay there. I find I don't mind the private room so much. I'd still like to eat with the others though."
He smiles again.
"That's fair. Is the room to your liking?" He asks.
"Yes. Thank you."
He was glad again. He wanted you to be comfortable here. He wanted you to be happy along Grisha. He wanted you to be happy beside him.
His healer.
"What's the place today then?"
"You're more than welcome to go train with the others, or if you'd rather wait for the return of your friend, perhaps you would like to keep me company?"
You stare at him. Your gaze flickers between his as you try and decipher a deeper meaning behind those words. You find none.
"I'll accompany you, if you want me to."
He offered and you agreed.
"I do want you to."
You give a little nod and relax a little. You take another bite of a pastry and settle into the room, all the while oblivious to his staring.
Just to have you here beside him meant everything.
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Ice Cream and Fire Oven Pizza - Bonus Chapter 6
Pairing: Elsa x Lea/Axel || Side Pairing: Riku x OC
Summary: Modern AU. She's an introvert ball of nerves who works at Ice Palace, a mall food court ice cream shop. He's the outgoing, sassy goofball who works at the Pizza Planet across the way. Hilarity, snark, and fluffy romcom hijinks ensue.
Word Count: 9,761
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Credit for super friggin’ cute and super friggin’ amazing cover art goes to the super friggin’ talented ky-jane here on tumblr!
Ice chips.
A whole paper cup full of them.
This was my current mission. My purpose. My whole reason for existence in this one very specific moment in time.
For if every wholesome, family-friendly sitcom from the 90s were to be believed, ice chips were like crack to women in labor - they just couldn't get enough of the stuff.
Why? No one knows, least of all me… okay, maybe doctors knew but if they did, not a single one had yet to clear up that little mystery for me.
The why didn't really matter anyway. All that mattered is that Rayne wanted them. And what Rayne wanted, Rayne got.
Especially when she was about to shove a brand new tiny person through her body and out into the world any second now.
...at least, in theory anyway.
I thanked the attendant at the nurse station and turned with the freshly secured cup of ice chips in hand, heading down the hospital wing back in the direction of Rayne's room in the delivery ward. As I hurried along, I anxiously ran my free hand down my frazzled braid, grimacing at all the little wisps coming loose before shifting to smooth my fingers along my rumpled dress that I'd been wearing since yesterday. Turning one last corner, my eyes immediately went to Rayne's door-
-only to be brought up short by the sight of fluffy, squishy, huggable reindeer plushie nearly twice my size already waiting politely outside it.
Well there was something you don't see every day.
It only took me a second to spot the shoes poking out underneath that had to belong to whoever was holding the thing from behind where I couldn't see them. I squinted.
I knew those shoes.
With a tiny, tired smile, I put one foot forward once more and approached the giant stuffed caribou with a lightly teasing, "If you're looking for the North Pole, you're off by about a couple thousand miles, Prancer. Or is it Blitzen?"
"Har, har. You're an absolute riot," came a voice from the other side of the massive doll. Though I couldn't see the eye roll, I could distinctly hear it in his tone.
Shaking my head with a soft snort, I dug my phone out of my pocket to check the time. "...1 p.m. already? Can't believe she's been in labor for nearly twenty-one hours." Twenty-one extremely long, extremely sleepless hours for the mother-to-be, not to mention all her loved ones here to support her. Tucking the phone away once more, I told him, "Thanks again for covering my early shift, I really appreciate it. Hope it wasn't too hectic of a morning over at the Ice Palace."
"Hey, don't mention it," Kristoff poked his blonde head up just over the plushie's shoulder. "If it's a choice between the two of us, it's no contest: Rayne'd much rather have you here with her than me." He paused, eyeing the closed door leading into her hospital room with a tiny frown. "...so, still no baby, huh?"
"Still no baby," I sighed, then tipped my head to one side. "Care to explain the reindeer? I didn't even know we made Svens in this size."
"We don't," he shifted his hold on the thing for a better grip. "We got a small batch to try and sell as a test run last year, but no one was really buying 'em. Still had a couple stowed away in back just gathering dust, so got the okay from Frozone to steal one for welcoming the new little Hewley into the world."
A grin pulled at my lips, "How sweet. I'm sure Rayne will love it." I then quirked an eyebrow at him. "...why were you just standing outside with it anyway? You know you could have just walked on in, right?"
His gaze darted to the door once again, then back to me. "...is the yelling still happening?" he whispered with a nervous little wince.
Now it was my turn to roll my eyes as I deadpanned, "It's the beautiful blessed miracle of life, Kristoff. Rayne's allowed to yell as much as she wants. Now come on, there's already one baby on the way, we don't need you being a big old second one." With that, I reached for the door knob, pushed it open and made my way inside.
And straight into the madhouse that was Rayne's hospital room.
"You did this to me, you bastard! I'm gonna KILL you for this, you smug son of a bitch!"
Ah, and there was Rayne now, shrieking her head off.
To be fair, if you'd been in labor for nearly a full day now, you'd probably be shrieking your head off too.
"Yes, hon."
And that'd be Riku, the absolute picture of patience and composure as he smiled lovingly through the abuse, both verbal and physical as Rayne's death grip just had to be murder on his hand right now. But he was soldiering through it like a champ.
Huffing and puffing, Rayne spat, "Don't you 'yes hon' me with that stupid, sexy, annoying, beautiful, infuriatingly perfect little grin of yours, pal! When I'm through with you, you won't have anything to grin about!"
"Yes, hon," he chuckled softly, gently sweeping a few of her messy bangs out of her face before pressing a light kiss to her sweaty temple.
"Oh-ho, no! None of that!" she snarled, narrowing her eyes at him. "It's stuff like that that started this whole damn mess, jerkface!"
"Yes, hon."
We were all handling being included in this special moment in Rayne's life a bit differently, each doing what we could to keep her happy and distracted from the contractions. As could be seen, Riku was doing his part by being a flawless model husband/punching bag combo. Sora-
"What does every moogle need in the morning?"
Sora was trying to make her laugh.
"A kup-o coffee!"
...and was doing a rather poor job of it.
As Rayne stared blankly up at him, Sora gave a tiny sheepish laugh from where he stood at the foot of her hospital bed as he scratched the back of his head. "That one was a dud, huh? Okay, okay, how about this one? What do moogles use when they go shopping? ...Kupons!"
More crickets from Rayne. This time accompanied with an unamused little eye squint.
Undeterred, Sora smiled brightly and held up his hands, "Wait, wait, I gotta million of these! What did one cactuar say to the other? ...looking sharp! What does a cactuar wear to a business meeting? ...A cac-tie!" Why did the chocobo cross the road? ...he was going for a wark!"
His new rapid fire approach did not seem to be helping matters.
"Alright, no, hang on, I'm gonna get you with this one for sure! You ready? Okay… Knock knock."
Rayne's eye twitched. Patting her hand, Riku obliged his cousin with a sigh, "Who's there?"
Barely able to contain his glee now, Sora replied, "Interrupting chocobo."
"Interrupting ch-"
"BWARK!" Sora crowed in delight.
The expecting mother-to-be looked just about ready to hurl the beeping heart monitor at him.
"Look, Ray, look!" Kairi suddenly chimed in, swiftly coming to her boyfriend's rescue as she shoved her phone in Rayne's face. For her contribution in keeping Rayne's mind off the pain, Kairi had elected to sit in the bed with her to provide cuddles and hundreds upon hundreds of pictures of adorable baby animals. "Aren't these little piggy-wiggies the freaking cutest?"
Frowning at the screen, Rayne said flatly, "...they'd look even cuter in the form of crispy bacon on a bun slathered in barbecue."
Kairi gasped in horror, snatching her phone back to hug protectively to her chest, "Not the piggy-wiggies!"
"Sorry, Kai, but I'm starving and they won't let me eat a damn thing until this little bundle of joy gets the hell out of me," she grumbled back.
She pursed her lips to one side, swiping her thumb across the screen several times now, "Guess I'll skip these pics of baby cows and chicks and- you know what? No farm animals at all, how about that?"
Sora was now sidling up along one side of the bed opposite to Riku, both hands covering his face as he went.
Oh dear.
One could only assume this was leading up to his latest attempt to get a laugh out of her and I was almost dreading how the next couple seconds would unfold.
"No frowning. No sad face. Okay?" he muffled out from between fingers as he blindly inched closer to Rayne. "This birth runs on happy faces, so ya gotta look funny… like me!" He suddenly threw his hands out wide to reveal he was wearing a pair of gag glasses, complete with a comically large plastic nose and mustache. "I-"
Rayne yelped in surprise and socked him in the stomach.
Yup. That'd gone about as well as I'd expected.
And correction… it seemed the role of punching bag would now be played by Sora.
Quite literally.
Eyes growing round as she clasped both hands over her mouth, Rayne said, "Oh god, Sora, you okay? I'm so sorry, but you scared the everliving crap out of me!"
"No, no, it's fine," he wheezed out a chuckle, doubling over and clutching at his gut while Kairi shot him a sympathetic pout as she rubbed his shoulder. "You're bringing a new little life into the world, so you get a free pass!"
Smothering his snickers behind a hand, Riku shook his head at him, "Where did those ridiculous things even come from?"
"These?" Sora held up the gaudy spectacles. "Saw 'em in the hospital gift shop and thought everyone might get a kick outta them."
"Or at least a punch," Kairi teased, sticking her tongue out.
Kristoff and I hadn't been spotted yet. Sensing an opening as the rest of them devolved into light laughter, I was just about to insert myself into the conversation when-
"Beep beep, coming through! Move it or lose it!"
Jolting, I just barely jumped out of the way in time to narrowly avoid getting steamrolled by Anna as she suddenly came charging into the room. Her arms were stacked so high with hospital pillows that she couldn't really see past them, so I suspected she had no clue that she'd just beeped-beeped her own sister.
Yesterday when we'd been racing our way back to Twilight Town, I'd called Anna to make sure she'd heard the news that Rayne had gone into labor. Since we still had had several hours left on the road to go yet before we'd be back and I'd been worried about missing the birth, I'd wanted to make sure that Anna could at least be there in my stead. However I discovered I needn't have even asked, for my sister had already been burning rubber out of Arendelle to get to Twilight Town herself even before I'd called. Thankfully we'd arrived with time to spare - plenty of it, as it was turning out. And bonus, I'd been getting to personally witness Anna's own unique brand of pitching in... that is, by doing anything and everything in her power to make sure Rayne was as comfortable as humanly possible.
Which to Anna apparently meant stealing every last pillow in this medical institution to offer up as tribute to Rayne.
"Ta-da!" she chirped as she dumped the tiny mountain of cushions onto Rayne's bed with a big, delighted grin. "I'm back with a whole friggin' variety this time, so pick your poison! I got soft ones, firm ones, big ones, small ones, some as big as your- you know what? Do you wanna go with all of them? Let's go with all of them! Sound good? Good!" With that, she began gently but eagerly stuffing them one by one behind Rayne's head.
"Anna, sweetie… do you think we're maybe approaching the point of too many pillows here?" Rayne delicately asked, shifting her back slightly against the already substantial collection behind her that Anna had managed to amass in the past several hours.
She wrinkled her nose with a snerk, "What? Nonsense, there's no such thing as too many pillows! And I think you'll be singing a different tune once you get a load of this puppy here," she proudly held up and fluffed a particularly plush looking pillow. "This right here is the Holy Grail of hospital pillows! I earned this bad boy too! Had to throw down with some greedy, wrinkly old fart who was trying to horde all the good bedding for himself!"
"Let me get this straight… you beat up an elderly old man and stole his pillow?" Riku gave her a dull look.
"I didn't beat him up! Just… got in a bit of a tussle, that's all," she brushed off with a tiny shrug. At all the blank stares she received, she huffed, "What, he was crotchety and mean and fought dirty, kept whacking me with his cane! The old coot friggin' deserved it!" She turned her head away with a razz of her tongue before her face lit up once more. "Besides, nothing but the best for the soon-to-be mommy, isn't that right, Ray-Ray?" she cooed as she fondly tucked "the Holy Grail" of hospital pillows (which was the last of her latest haul from all her ransacking and pillaging) behind Rayne. Then she clapped her hands together, "Now! Be right back with more in a jiff!"
Before Anna could dash off again however, Rayne snagged her wrist with a hasty, "No!" As my sister glanced back at her, Rayne winced and lowly hissed her way through what looked to be another contraction before blowing out a relieved puff and exhaustedly chuckling, "The thought's appreciated, sweetpea, really, but try as you might, I just don't think we can quite cram the hospital's entire supply of pillows in this one teeny room."
"But-"
"Ah-ah!" she interrupted her protest, holding up a finger. "Trust me, I'm good. 'Sides, if you keep going at this rate, soon there'll be no room left on the bed for me."
The corners of Anna's lips turned down in a tiny sulk. "I suppose you're right," she hung her head as her hands smoothed over Rayne's bedsheets, flattening any wrinkles. Then she froze mid-gesture, face brightening once again as she looked up with a delighted little intake of breath. "I can get you more blankets! So many blankets! All the blankets!"
"What?! Anna, no, I'm not even-"
But my sister had already blurred out of the room with nothing more than a quick, "Hi, Sis! Bye, Sis!" to me. She didn't even acknowledge Kristoff. Don't think she saw him behind the caribou.
"...cold," Rayne finished with a defeated sigh. Then she seemed to notice me for the first time. More specifically, what I was holding. She immediately perked up, "Ah, there she is! C'mere, oh Great Bringer of Ice! My Ice Babe, my Ice Queen, my Ice Goddess!" She stretched out her arms towards me, making grabby hands. "Gimme!"
Ah, my role in keeping Rayne happy.
Which if it hadn't been obvious already, that greeting should have just made it abundantly clear.
This was actually my first time being present for the birth of somebody's child. And if I was being totally honest here, I had to admit that the experience did make me a bit awkward and anxious. Gussy it up however you like, but the "miracle of childbirth" was some animal kingdom nonsense that I'd normally rather take no part in. It was all just so... er… messy. But this was an important day for Rayne and I wanted to be there for her. Which meant I just had to do what I did for all important things that made me awkward and anxious.
I let it go and did them anyway.
Taking in a breath to quell my jittery nerves, I braved a smile as I approached her bedside and held out the cup which she greedily snatched up. "Got it back here as quick as I could, hopefully it didn't have a chance to melt too much."
Popping a few frozen chips into her mouth, she closed her eyes with a contented hum. "Ahhhh, that's the stuff! You always treat me right, boo! Keep the good shit coming."
"D'aw," I grinned softly, reaching out to lightly pat her cheek, "you make me feel like I'm your drug dealer."
"Don't act like you don't like it," she crunched down on the ice with a cheeky little wink before digging a few more out of the cup to slip between her lips. Then she looked past me and went stock still. She blinked once. Then twice. Then, "...um?"
I glanced back to realize she just now seemed to be noticing the comically large, dopey reindeer in the room. How she hadn't spotted it sooner was beyond me. In any case, I cleared my throat and stage whispered, "Pssst… Kristoff!"
"Right." Taking that as his cue, he started jauntily bouncing forward with the thing, making it do a floppy little jig in the process. Remaining hidden behind the colossal doll the whole time, he adopted a deep, goofy voice to speak for the plushie, "Hello, my name is Sven and I'm gonna be your new lil gal's bestest friend! I'll make sure to give her all the snuggles and huggles and wub she'll ever need!"
For a second, Rayne's expression was unreadable as she just continued to stare at the thing's big, silly face. Then she burst into tears.
Fudge, was this a good crying or a bad crying?
With all the drastic mood swings she'd been experiencing since labor started, it could really go either way at this point.
Everyone began to scramble. Riku was murmuring softly to her as he caressed her cheek, Kairi was frantically trying to pull up what she was claiming to be an absolutely adorable picture of a dog and duck that were besties, and Sora was desperately shooting off lame, punny jokes so fast now that the punchlines were getting all jumbled and mashed together into pure gibberish. However it all turned out to be unnecessary as Rayne suddenly wailed, "Oh my god, I love him!"
Whew, okay, this was a good crying.
False alarm, people, stand down.
"Really?" Kristoff stuck his head up from behind the deer, flashing a lopsided smile.
She nodded her head vigorously, sniffling. "He's perfect for our baby girl! And good news! You've officially just been hired as our full-time nanny!"
He gave a bashful chuckle as he found a corner to deposit Sven in, "Shucks, you don't hafta-" But then he stiffened as her words really sunk in. "Wait, what?"
"Yup! Don't worry, I'll talk to the Ice Palace for you so they'll work your shifts around it. Ah, we're gonna have the happiest kid in the whole wide universe now that she's going to have her own talking, dancing, prancing reindeer to play with every day!" she clapped in glee.
"Every-" Kristoff spluttered and paled. "Now hang on, I never agreed to any of-"
"Da-dun da-dun! Candygram!" a new voice loudly sang out. We all turned to discover Lea now standing in the doorway, grinning like a madman with his arms loaded down with junk food. Way, way too much junk food.
"Good lord, where on earth did all that come from?" was the only greeting he got from me as both eyebrows shot up my forehead.
He shrugged, grin somehow defying all odds to stretch even wider. "Raided the nearest couple o' vending machines and picked the things clean. Hope all you boys and gals are famished cuz tonight we feast like Candyland kings! And you get a chocolate bar!" he tossed one to me, which I fumbled to catch before sensing Rayne's gaze narrowing on me and I hastily hid it behind my back. "And you get a chocolate bar!" This one went to Kristoff. "And you and you and you!" Sora, Kairi, Riku. "Annnnnd…" Lea stopped mid-throw to Rayne, smirking as he retracted his hand. "...not you cuz the Doc said that was a big fat no-no for you, Missy! Guess that just means more for me," he smugly singsonged as he made his way further into the room now.
Nostrils flaring, Rayne growled, "You are such an asshole, Red."
"One," he struck up a finger as he unceremoniously plopped down into a chair against the wall opposite of her, letting all the sweets pile up in his lap, "that's just part o' my roguish charm and you know it. Two, you said a naughty word." He tsked with a shake of his head as he began to peel the wrapper off a Snickers. "Now is that any way for a young lady who any second now is gonna be responsible for molding a young, impressionable mind of our future generation should be talking?"
"Fuck off," she spat out.
"That's more like it!" he laughed, toasting her with the candy bar before heartily taking a bite.
And this, my friends, is how Lea was doing his part to help distract her from the pain.
By being a royal pain in the butt himself.
Fighting fire with fire, as it were.
"Mm-mm-mm!" Lea hummed, putting on a show of enjoying his snack a little too much. "The way that chocolate just melts in your mouth and mingles with all that sweet caramel and peanuty goodness… golly, would I hate to be anyone who's not allowed to eat right now," he slyly broke off another piece between his teeth as he eyed Rayne.
She mutedly worked her jaw for a moment. Then in a dangerously low voice, she said, "Sorry, Elsa, but I'm sending your boyfriend to an early grave."
"Please don't. I'm actually rather fond of the little troublemaker," I snorted as I made my way over to him, quick to smother his mouth with my hand even as he opened it to spout off something else that would surely only tighten the proverbial noose even further around his neck.
I anticipated the little kiss he pressed to the inside of his palm. What I didn't anticipate, however, was him simply taking hold of my wrist and yanking my down into his lap (a rather awkward seat, mind you, considering I was sharing the space with all that candy) where he hugged me tightly, pinning my arms to my sides in the process so I could no longer silence him. Nuzzling his nose to my cheek, he then turned his head to regard Rayne once more as he chirped, "Just consider it incentive! Think about it: the sooner ya squeeze that kiddo out, the sooner ya get to throttle me! Now lessee here, where was I…"
Releasing his hold on me, he retrieved another bar from the heap, tore it open and chomped down. "Mmm… Almond Joy? More like Almond Nirvana! Seriously, this is too good. Raindrop, wanna bite?" he held it out towards her, giving it a little wiggle with an impish gleam to his eyes.
Pretty sure I could see a vein bulging on her forehead for a split second. Then she tried to lunge straight for him and it was only thanks to the combined efforts of Riku, Kairi, and Sora holding her back that she stayed put in her bed.
It seemed Lea was playing his part a little too well.
"Lemme at him, I'm going to murder him!" she snarled as she fought against all the hands restraining her.
"Ah-ah," Lea waggled a finger at her - a finger I hastily grabbed and forced him to lower in a futile attempt to keep him from antagonizing her further. "What did I just tell ya? Baby first, then murder."
Rayne's lips parted, a particularly nasty retort surely on the tip of her tongue, but then she sucked in a sharp breath through her teeth as it appeared another contraction wracked her body and she bellowed out wordlessly instead.
As if her howl was a summons, a new person suddenly came bustling into the room with a chipper yet soothing, "Hello, I am Baymax, your personal healthcare companion."
Mind you, I was using the term "person" in the loosest sense of the word. Baymax here was actually a robot of some kind, though a rather odd one at that - I usually didn't picture robots as big, round, soft and inflatable. Then again, this was the first robot I'd ever met, so what did I know? It seemed it (he?) was some sort of prototype on loan to the hospital, making rounds in the role of a nurse as a sort of a test run to see how viable mass producing more like it (him?) might be.
The future is now, apparently.
"Yes, yes, so you keep saying every. Damn. Time that you come in here," Rayne panted out in reply to the bot, her grip firmly squeezing Riku's hand once more.
"On a scale of one to ten, how would you rate your pain?" Baymax asked amiably as he began to lift her blankets to check how far along she was while the rest of us discreetly averted our eyes.
She huffed out a bitter noise that may have been some crude approximation of a laugh. "Trust me, we left ten in the dust hours ago."
"Good news" Baymax announced, still in that mellow yet upbeat tone he seemed to be programmed to never deviate from as he settled her bedsheets back into place. "You are dilated enough now to begin the birthing process. I'll page Dr Finkelstein so we can get started right away."
"Oh thank fucking god!" Rayne cried out.
Baymax turned to address the rest of us, "If everyone besides the father-to-be could please vacate the room and give us privacy, it would be most appreciated. Thank you and have a nice day."
As the rest of us quickly filed out of the room into the hall, I could spot Anna turning a corner down the way, her arms bursting with blankets now as she sprinted at full speed. Her gaze widened slightly when it landed on us and as she skidded to a halt, she asked, "What's going on? What happened?"
"I did it!" Lea chuckled triumphantly as he handed her a Butterfingers, which she bemusedly accepted. "I shit you not, I actually did it! I managed to annoy that baby outta her!"
"Huh. We really would make a cute lil anklebiter, wouldn't we?"
I blinked, taking my eyes off my phone screen to glance down at Lea instead. "...pardon?"
The two of us had laid claim to a row of chairs in the waiting room that were sans armrests and pushed together to form a makeshift bench of sorts. I was currently seated in one on the end with Lea sprawled out across the rest of them, using my lap to pillow his head. Looking up from his own phone, he showed me his screen. "Got curious and put our photos in one o' those 'what'll our baby look like' websites. Just lookit this adorable lil fucker."
I was greeted with the sight of a computer-generated yet still rather life-like picture of a little boy. He had short hair that was platinum blonde like mine, as well as my blue eyes, but favored Lea's more sharp angular facial features, especially in the nose. "He is rather cute," I grinned, one hand pocketing my mobile while the other gently stroked his wild hair. Nibbling on my bottom lip, I hesitated for a heartbeat. Then, "...what brought this up?"
Retracting his arm and turning his phone back towards himself so he could stare at the picture once more, he shrugged. "I dunno… Raindrop and Riku's lil squirt's gonna be here any minute… Mom made that comment 'bout the two of us making a kid…" He paused and shrugged again. "Hard not to get curious what with all that baby fever going round right now, I s'pose."
"You think about that kind of stuff?" I tipped my head to one side, my finger idly singling out one of his crimson spikes to fiddle with in particular. "You want children?"
"Well yeah," he laughed, tucking his phone away as he sat up, now only occupying the seat beside me. Grinning sheepishly as he rubbed at the nape of his neck, he added, "Not anytime soon, of course. But one day somewhere down the road with the right person? Definitely."
The corners of my eyes crinkled. There was absolutely zero doubt in my mind that Lea would make an amazing father some day. His words did sort of beg a certain kind of question however. One that I wasn't really sure I was ready to hear the answer to one way or another. Still, as I lowered my gaze to where my hands were fidgeting together in my lap, my face warmed as I couldn't seem to help but ask, "And do you… see me as the right person?"
Lea reached over, engulfing one of my hands in his and weaving our fingers together, rubbing his thumb over my knuckles. I lifted my gaze to meet his and he smiled softly, "Maybe… yeah, I'd really… really like to think you could be." He used his free hand to tentatively sweep some of my bangs behind my ear, his palm lingering against my cheek. "...is that okay, El?" he murmured.
He was worried his answer might freak me out, make me feel pressured. And to be fair, it was the type of thing that probably normally would have. However, it wasn't a cold panic I felt seeping into my chest now, but rather a pleasant tingle, tiny but warm. I leaned into his hand, covering his fingers with my own as one corner of my lips turned up and I gave a small nod, maybe surprising us both a little bit as I whispered back, "Yeah, that's okay."
His grin stretched to the point of threatening to split his face in two. Then he leaned down to kiss me soundly, resting his forehead against mine after he drew back.
Personally, I'd never before really pictured children in my future. Not that I had seen myself not having any, but I hadn't particularly seen myself having them either. It just hadn't really been something I'd thought much about, to be honest. And it didn't help that like I said, the whole process of childbirth made me a bit squeamish. But now… thinking about the prospect of maybe one day having them with Lea…
...sounded like it might be nice.
But that was still years and years and years away, trust me.
Still… it was a pleasant possible future to think about.
A deep yawn suddenly overtook Lea and he gave a massive stretch before slouching further down into his seat, slinging an arm around my shoulders and tugging me into his side. "Yeesh, it's been almost two hours now, what is taking that kid so damn long? I've heard of showing up fashionably late, but baby girl is really pushing it."
His yawn was contagious for I found myself doing the same as I reached for his hand. Absently toying with his fingers, I hummed a tiny laugh, "Maybe she stopped to pick up a latte on her way here."
"Well then, that kiddo better come outta Raindrop with a cardboard to-go tray bearing enough coffee for everyone."
I smiled drowsily, but made no response. Seated across from us, I could see my sister cozied up with Kristoff in another pair of seats, quietly chatting and giggling. As for Sora and Kairi, they were off grabbing a bite in the cafeteria. We'd decided to go in shifts so that there would always be someone in the waiting room in case news came at long last. Lea and I had been the first pair to go, with Kairi and Sora being the last.
As the hospital speakers paged a Dr Sweet to report to surgery, Lea piped up again, "Ya know, a lil caffeine infusion might not be a bad idea. The hospital coffee here is shit, may as well be piss for all the good it does. Once the kid's made her grand debut at long last and we can finally split, I was originally thinking we'd head back to my place to catch some Z's. But how 'bout instead we swing by Lucky Cat for some quality bean juice so we can get a jumpstart on moving your stuff over?"
"Move my stuff?" My brow furrowed and I turned my head to look up at him. "...where's it going?"
Lea blinked owlishly at me. I blinked owlishly right back. "Didn't we…?" he began slowly, then groaned, rubbing his eyes with his thumb and forefinger. "Shit, I haven't actually brought that up to you yet, have I? Maybe I really do need that nap." His hand shifted down to scratch at his cheek now, "But c'mon now, El, think… the kid's almost here."
"Uh-huh," I nodded.
"And she's gonna need a place to sleep," he went on.
"Of course." Obviously. I wasn't exactly sure where he was going with this.
He looked at me pointedly. "...in a nursery."
I quirked an eyebrow. "Right." Still lost here.
His eyelids drooped. "Babe... your room's the nursery."
I just stared back at him blankly, not saying anything at first as my brain took a minute to churn over his words.
A rather long minute.
Give me a break, I'd been awake for close to thirty-four hours straight now.
But finally it clicked.
I gasped, "I need to move out!"
"There it is," he snorted, his hand rubbing my back.
"Crud, in all this flurry of baby chaos, that part completely slipped my mind." I was on my feet in an instant, hands wringing my braid as I began pacing back and forth. "Fudge, I'm entirely unprepared for this! What am I going to do? Where am I going to go?" I stopped momentarily, looking at Lea. He opened his mouth to respond, but I was already furiously pacing once more, muttering, "Well, not entirely unprepared. I of course knew this was coming, already had some of my things packed, been on the hunt for a new apartment, I have, I really have! You know I have!" Again I paused. Again his lips parted. Again, I resumed my patrolling without giving him a chance to speak, "But there's nothing lined up yet! Gah, the baby wasn't supposed to be due for weeks, I was supposed to have more time! But now there is no more time and… and…" I came to a halt once again, face hardening and shoulders squaring as I tapped the side of my fist into my palm with a firm nod. "Time to revisit the whole living in a box idea!"
Did I mention the whole thirty-four hours without sleep thing?
"Woah now, hang on! No one's gonna be living in a box," Lea hopped up with a chuckle, hands going to my shoulders and giving them a squeeze. "Doubt the new happy family would kick ya out just like that and make you homeless, they'd work something out for ya while you looked for a new home." Now his eyes darted to the left as he softly cleared his throat, "There's... another option though that, ya know... I'd like to think is slightly more appealing to all parties involved…"
I cocked my head. "There is?"
"Yeah." He took both my hands in his, holding them to his chest as he beamed, "Move in with me!"
"Move in with…" I echoed slowly, trailing off as I stared up at him.
Processing… processing…
I gasped again, "Oh no! No, we shouldn't- That's isn't- I couldn't possibly do that!"
"Aw, why not?" he pouted.
"Moving in together is a big step, Lea! A huge decision! One we definitely shouldn't be making spur of the moment like this, not to mention when we're both delirious from lack of sleep! There's so much to consider, so much to think about!"
He used the hold he still had on my hands to pull me to him and wrap my arms around his waist, freeing up his own arms to hug me instead. "What's there to think about? You're already practically living with me anyhow, you stay over almost every night as it is. I'd love to have you there, Bruni and Marshmallow would love to have you there… it's three against one, El, you're outvoted."
I drooped my eyelids up at him. "The dog and salamander don't get votes."
"You'll hafta take that up with them once you're all moved in and settled," he pressed a quick peck to my forehead before flashing a cheeky grin. My expression remained unamused and he snerked, "C'mon, is it really such a big deal? We were just talking 'bout having kids. Compared to that, the idea of shacking up together seems like small potatoes!"
"Yes, theoretical kids in a theoretical future. Me moving in with you is very real and very right now. We haven't even been dating for five months yet, that's way too soon to be living together."
Lea shrugged, "And you were with your ex for five years before almost tying the knot with him and we all know how that ended. Who's to say what's too soon and what isn't? All we can do is what feels right, and this feels right… doesn't it?"
...it actually kind of did.
Damn him, it did.
It didn't help that those beautiful green puppy eyes of his were murder on my resolve.
But my stubbornness flared and I hastily looked away. I wasn't ready to relent just yet and I weakly scrambled to maintain my defense, "But… it's just too soon, Lea. It hasn't even been a year yet, we haven't even… celebrated all the big holidays yet!"
Even as I blurted it out, it sounded lame even to me.
But it was the best I could come up with, dammit!
His eyebrows reached for his hairline and he fought a tiny smile. "...so just to be clear here, it's important to you that we observe all the major holidays in a calendar year together before making any further life-changing decisions."
I hitched my chin with a lofty little sniff. "Yes. Yes it is."
This was the hill was I choosing to die on, apparently.
"Duly noted," he glanced towards the ceiling with a tiny shake of his head before settling his gaze on me once more, eyes crinkling. "Fine, let's not call it moving in together then, call it… a temporary solution."
"...temporary?" I turned my head slightly, giving him some dubious side-eye.
"Mm-hm! Face it, babydoll, even though we both know Raindrop and Riku will be more than happy to accommodate ya, it's still gonna be a tight squeeze with all four of you in that tiny ass apartment while you're searching for a place. Wouldn't it just be more convenient for everyone if temporarily," he reiterated for emphasis, "you stayed with me instead just until you've found your new home? You know there's more than enough space for you and your things at my digs."
I tucked in my bottom lip. Maybe it was the sleep deprivation talking, but darn it, he actually seemed to be making a lot of sense. Still, I hesitated. "...I don't know what to say."
His eyes lit up. Great. Now the big dork knew he was winning. Hugging me more tightly to him, he grinned, "That's simple: say yes."
I squinted up to him, pursing my lips to the left. Then to the right. Then, just as I was slowly opening my mouth to speak-
-a throat suddenly cleared nearby.
Like, really nearby.
Both Lea and I tensed before turning our heads to discover none other than Saïx standing not two inches away from us looking quite perturbed.
To be fair, Saïx usually looked perturbed. It just seemed to be his face's default setting. But this was more perturbed than usual.
Lea quirked an eyebrow at him, but grinned, "Hey, big guy! Ya mind? Kinda in the middle of something here."
"And I do so hate to interrupt, truly," he said flatly, his cold unblinking gaze locked on his brother, "but I fear we have a rather pressing matter to discuss that cannot wait."
His eyebrows knit together. "...which would be?"
Saïx's hard stare was unyielding. "Do you think there is quite possibly something you may have forgot back at our mother's house?"
Cocking his head, Lea seemed even more genuinely confused now. Clearly racking his brain for a couple seconds, he then shrugged with a small shake of his head, "Like what?"
"ME, you DOLT!" Saïx snarled, slugging Lea in the shoulder hard enough to force a pained grunt out of him.
I inhaled sharply through my nose, eyes widening.
There was no way we'd actually-
We couldn't have honestly-
We didn't-
...did we really?
I thought back to yesterday, though it was a struggle to remember a clear picture through the fog of grogginess. Had Saïx been in the car with us on the trip back? Had he not? Try as I might, I just simply could not remember one way or another. But I suppose it could be (and in fact was) completely possible, especially considering Lea had had Saïx's car keys and I had had his code to start the engine.
In our state of panic and rush to get out of there, had we really just totally spaced on the fact that we didn't have him with us?
"Oh gosh, Saïx, I'm so sorry we left you behind!" I bemoaned in horror.
Lea laughed, "Relax, El, don'tcha know that with me as your boyfriend, that makes everything my fault? You're off the hook, I'm the only one he's mad at."
"He's right, I don't blame you at all." Although Saïx was talking to me, his irked gaze never left Lea. "You're not the one who forgot your own brother."
No, I just simply forgot a whole person. For a whole car ride. In his own friggin' car.
Elsa, Queen of Memory Lapse.
"Bah, I didn't forget ya, I just… thought you were in the backseat the entire time being really quiet!"
That earned Lea another punch to the arm.
Giving an annoyed huff as he rubbed his knuckles, Saïx asked with a bit less bite to his tone now, "I presume since I find you all still here at the hospital, the child has yet to be born?" At our silent nods, he moved to the nearest set of empty chairs and sat down with a soft huff, crossing his arms.
Huh. Guess he was going to join us for sharing Rayne's and Riku's joy in this blessed event.
I gingerly took a seat next to him, Lea plopping down in the chair on my other side. As his arm wrapped around my shoulders, he piped up with a huge smile, "Got some good news that I think'll clear up that black rain cloud hanging over your head there, Mr Grumps McSourpuss: El's moving in with us!"
My back stiffened and I whipped my head around to narrow my eyes up at him, "I haven't said yes yet."
Saïx was eyeing me oddly from the corner of his peripheral. "...you mean you weren't already living with us?"
"There ya have it! Saïx's official stamp of approval! Now ya gotta say yes," Lea beamed, smoothing his hand up and down my arm.
My eyelids drooped. "...one, in what universe was that even remotely a stamp of approval? And two, no, I don't 'gotta' do anything, least of all say yes."
"But you will," he winked at me, pressing a kiss to my cheek. Then he was looking past me towards Saïx once more, a thoughtful frown twisting his lips. "Hey… since we jacked your wheels, how'd you even get back here?"
Saïx fixed him with a dull stare. Then he shifted his crossed arms more tightly against his chest, closed his eyes and hitched his chin. "...wouldn't you like to know."
Lea snerked. "I would in fact, thus why I asked."
"What's that inanely childish saying you do so love to spout of? ...that's for me to know and you to find out?"
"C'mon, man," he groaned out. "This is gonna bug the crap outta me now until ya tell me."
One corner of his lips cruelly curled up. "I know."
Apparently, Saïx was swift to enact his vengeance when the need arose.
A tiny scowl emerged on my boyfriend's face, but before he could shoot off whatever acerbic retort he undoubtedly already had locked and loaded, I stopped him with a touch to his arm as I said, "Lea." He glanced down at me and I nodded towards the far corner of the waiting room. "Look."
He followed my gaze to a familiar woman with silver hair pulled back into a ponytail made of several tiny braids and the same green eyes as Lea. Aranea apparently was not aware that we had just noticed her, for she was too busy inspecting the selection available over at the hospital's coffee station with her nose wrinkled.
"Ah," Lea breathed, gracing his brother with a mildly sour look. "That's how ya got back. Ya bummed a ride outta our old lady."
Saïx said nothing, just continued to stare stoically straight ahead.
Blowing out a breath that made his lips flap, Lea turned his eyes towards his mother once more. A heartbeat of hesitation. Then making a sound that was half growl, half sigh, Lea muttered. "Be right back. Ma and I have some unfinished business." I smiled softly as he planted a smooch to my temple and I gave his hand a quick squeeze before releasing it as he stood up.
I watched Aranea perk up as she spotted Lea approaching. They exchanged a few words that I was too far away to hear, her grinning the whole time, him ruffling his fingers through his hair as he shifted his weight from one foot to the other. Then it seemed they decided to find somewhere else to have their talk for they then walked out of the waiting room.
Off to a good start at least, it seemed. Letting go a tiny exhale of relief, I glanced over at the chairs across from us once more to where Anna sat as I considered possibly shifting over to a seat near her. But seeing as she was currently otherwise, er… occupied with, hrm… inspecting Kristoff's tonsils with her tongue, I decided against it.
Ugh, gross, I did not need to see that.
Instead, I turned my attention to Saïx. My lips parted and I took in a breath to say something, but then I hesitated and clamped my mouth shut, staring down at where I was fiddling with my fingers in my lap. Then I cleared my throat, looked over at him once more and tried again, "Would it... really be okay with you if… if I decided to move in?"
His eyes flicked over to me briefly without turning his head. Then releasing a nearly inaudible sigh through his nose, he stared straight forward once again. "I consider you among a small, select handful of people I can tolerate and would even go so far as to say enjoy the company of. If my asinine fool of a brother has against all odds actually managed to persuade you somehow into agreeing to move in with him, then by all means, your presence on a more permanent basis could only be a considerable improvement on our day-to-day lives around the apartment." He paused and for a second it seemed that was all he had to say on the subject. Then then added a bit more quietly, "Besides, you make my brother happy. Far be it from me to stand in the way of that, even if I wanted to."
A small smile tugged at my lips. "...he makes me happy too."
Saïx gave a low hmph at that, closing his eyes. "I would hope so. Otherwise, what would be the point?"
On that note, the conversation ended. As he seemed more than content to remain in a companionable silence, I reached over the seat Lea had vacated and towards the little table on the other side, plucking up one of the outdated magazines provided by the hospital from it and slowly began flipping through its pages.
A short while later, I heard a door opening and I glanced up to see that Lea and Aranea were walking back into the waiting room. Neither one looked like they wanted to murder each other, so I took that as a good sign. In fact, they almost, almost seemed somewhat chummy.
I set the periodical aside and both Saïx and I rose as they approached, which prompted a chuckle from Aranea, "No need to get up, I'm not staying. Just wanted to give my other knucklehead kid one last hug before hitting the road," she embraced Saïx, which he accepted as stony-faced as ever. Then she turned to me with a sly little smirk, "Plus I hear congrats are in order."
My eyes blinked. "...they are?"
"Course! You two lil lovebirds are gonna be living together soon, after all!"
I twitched, then shot Lea a flat look. "I haven't said yes yet."
He grinned, stepping closer to take my hand and bring it up to his lips. "Key word there: yet."
Oh-ho, he thought he was being cute. Even as I opened my mouth to prove just how wrong he was however, Aranea suddenly snagged me into a bone-crushing bear hug as she chirped, "Take care, shortcake!" She gave me one final squeeze before releasing me to rest a hand on my shoulder, "And if either of my boys give you any trouble, you gimme a call, I'll be only too happy to knock some sense into 'em!"
Smiling, I nodded, "Thanks, I'll be sure to do that. Have a safe trip back."
Lea received a hug from her as well and though he returned it stiffly, it was remarkably warmer than the one they'd shared yesterday in the foyer of her home. With that, she made her way towards the exit, waving goodbye to us over her shoulder before disappearing through the door.
"I take it you two are getting along now," I said to Lea as I settled into my chair once again.
He took a seat too, stretching his arm out along the backrest behind my head. As his fingers began to idly toy with my braid, he pursed his lips to one side in thought. Then, "Ya know how you and your folks 'get along' now?" he brought up his other hand to form air quotes. At my nod, he said, "Well, it's kinda like that. We're… gonna work on it."
I reached for his hands, lacing our fingers together as I told him gently, "I'm glad you decided to give her a chance."
"I think I am too," he admitted, albeit somewhat begrudgingly.
Just then, the same door Aranea had left through opened once more, Sora and Kairi being the ones to step through this time, laughing over something they'd been talking about. It seemed their timing was impeccable, for that was also when the double doors on the other side of the room parted and in walked a very familiar white, inflatable robot. All of us immediately zeroed in on him and were on our feet in an flash as he greeted us with, "Hello, I am Baymax, your personal healthc-"
"Yeah, yeah, we know all that already, get to the good part, you giant balloon!" Anna hastily cut him off, rolling her eyes. "Do you actually have anything new to tell us? How's Ray-Ray doing?"
"The delivery was a success," Baymax announced, managing to sound almost pleased somehow despite there being no actual change in the mechanical tone of his voice. "Everyone is happy and healthy. The new family is ready to accept visitors and have welcomed you all back to their room."
There was a mixture of whoops and relieved sighs all around before all of us, Saïx included, followed the robot as he led the way past those doors and towards the maternity ward. Not a minute later found us all crowding back into their hospital room. I spotted Riku first at his wife's bedside, facing her so his back was to us. As for Rayne, she looked absolutely exhausted and like she'd been to hell and back twice, but she positively radiated pure joy and love for the little bundle I could now see her holding in her arms. As she looked up at our entrance, she proudly beamed and said, "Everyone… I'd like you to meet Aria."
"...and Cayde," Riku added, smirking as he turned around to reveal he was cradling a second baby.
"TWO?!" Lea gaped, wide-eyed gaze darting back and forth between them while the rest of us were too stunned to even speak.
"That's right! Two!" Rayne chirped in delight.
Sora was the next one to find his voice, only to blurt out, "Twins?!"
"No, we liked the first one so much, we decided to randomly steal a second one from one of the other cribs when no one was looking," Riku deadpanned before snorting with a shake of his head. "Of course they're twins, doofus."
"But you never said anything about twins," Anna was already adopting a baby voice as she approached Riku, wasting no time making funny faces at Cayde.
Gently rocking little Aria as Rayne watched her fondly, she said, "We didn't know. No one did, not until Cayde shocked us all by showing up hot on the heels of his big sis. Guess the doctors missed him during all those check-ups and sonograms somehow."
"How do they miss a whole other baby inside of you for months?!" Kristoff shook his head in disbelief.
"Who knows, but it's not unheard of. We're not the first couple this has ever happened to." Glancing over to Cayde, Rayne grinned as she reached out a fingertip to tickle the underside of one of his tiny feet. "...he was a surprise, that's for sure, but a happy one."
"I'll say!" Kairi giggled, stepping forward to gently squish Aria's cheeks as she cooed, "This just gives Auntie Kairi and Unkie Sora twice the niblings to wub, doesn't it? Doesn't it? Yes it does!"
"Speaking of which… Kristoff." The man in question stood up straighter as Rayne suddenly locked eyes with him and told him in no uncertain terms, "We're gonna need a second reindeer."
He dragged a hand down the side of his face and sighed. "...I'll talk to Frozone."
Rayne crinkled her nose as she hummed a soft laugh, then her eyes landed on me as I approached her bedside. "Oh, Elsa, there was something I… we," she amended, exchanging a glance and a tiny nod with her husband, "wanted to talk to you about… we'd absolutely love it if you'd be the twins' godmother."
The finger I was waggling at Aria froze as my gaze widened and snapped up to meet hers. "Who, me? Really?" By the look in both the new parents' eyes, they were serious. Dead serious. "Oh! Why, uh… yes. Yes of course! I'd be very honored," I smiled.
"And Sora," Riku chimed in now, causing his cousin to pause mid-sticking his tongue out and crossing his eyes at Cayde. "We were hoping you'd be their godfather."
Sora blinded us all with his signature huge, thousand-watt grin. "Absolutely! I'm gonna make the best godfather ever, you'll see! I- wait…" His brow furrowed and he gasped, whipping his head around towards me now with a slight look of panic. "Does… does that make us... god-married?"
"Yes. It does."
And who was it, one might wonder, to deliver that answer in full earnest and with a completely straight face?
Saïx.
That's right. Saïx.
Which is probably why Sora took him at his word and didn't even think to question it. Nostrils flaring and with a steely look of determination now, he informed Lea, "I promise to take good care of her."
Not missing a beat, Lea nodded firmly, "You better, lil man, otherwise I will end you."
I elbowed my boyfriend in the gut, forcing a wheeze out of him. As everyone else sniggered around us, I sighed, "No, Sora, that doesn't make us god-married, it doesn't make us god-anything."
"Oh good! Whew!"
At that point, conversation for the most part subsided in favor of everyone trying to squeeze in to fawn over the new babies. After a minute of this, I decided to take the opportunity to snag Lea (dragging him away from playing with Aria's "widdle toesy-wosies" - his words, not mine) and pull him off to one side of the room away from the others. They hardly even noticed us stepping away, so enamored were they all with the little ones.
I faced him, holding both his hands in mine as I took in a deep breath and released it before uttering a single word. "Yes."
His face immediately lit up, but he quickly schooled his expression and cleared his throat, asking casually, "Yes? Yes what?"
Ugh, he knew very damn well what, he just wanted to hear me say it. Rolling my eyes but unable to fight a small grin, I said, "Yes, I'll move in with you. It just makes sense, after all, now that they have twins, there's even less room for me in their apartment and-"
I didn't get to finish that sentence as he smiled fiercely and grabbed my face, planting a firm kiss to my lips before laughing as he hugged me, picked me up and spun me around.
"Temporarily," I insisted, arms instinctively latching around his neck to steady myself.
"Yeah, yeah, of course, temporarily," he agreed, putting me down while still grinning like an idiot.
I poked his chest a couple times, "I mean it. I'm going to keep looking for my own place and the second I find something, I'm moving right back out."
"Whatever ya say, babydoll!"
Funny thing is though…
...I never did end up actually moving out.
Author's Note: MERRY CHRISTMAS AND HAPPY HOLIDAYS! Hope you all enjoyed the millions of teeny references I sprinkled in - my aesthetic, as I'm sure you're all aware at this point xP (My fave was something Lea said towards the very end, did you guys catch that it was a reference? I hope so :3) Regarding Sora's lil stand-up comedy act, I unfortunately cannot take credit for any of his material - I just googled a bunch of Final Fantasy jokes xD I can't even take credit for the cactuar jokes for even tho I couldn't find any ACTUAL cactuar jokes out there on the internet, I just googled cactus jokes instead xD And yes, there are IN FACT cactus jokes out there, and a LOT of them lawl! And woo, Lea and his mom made up… sort of! xD Sorry that happened off screen, part of it was I thought it wasn't a conversation that Elsa would really be present for, part of it was I didn't want to take focus off the main points of this chapter, and part of it was I was just too lazy to write it at this time xD Maybe I'll go back at a later date and write a Lea POV chapter for this lil chat with his mum, we'll see! But for now, at least we got a lil closure on that front! And aaaaahhhhh, our ice and fire bbies are taking a big step and moving in together, yaaaaaay! :3 I knew that was definitely a relationship milestone I wanted to cover in one of these bonus chapters and this just seemed like a fun way to bring it about xD
The next one-shot is set during Christmas time! Which I know, lil late, should have posted it today xD But I'd kinda locked myself into the baby chapter with the way the last chapter ended and the babies are born in September, so couldn't combine them into one chapter xD So consider next week's update just a bit of a belated Christmas present! And I'll say this about the next bonus chapter: It's gonna be pure crack xD Trust me, there will be no substance whatsoever, it's just mindless silliness and slightly scandalous and mildly salacious (but still 100% family friendly… ish... haha!). Basically, if PG horny hijinx doesn't interest you, you might wanna skip the next chapter xD You've been warned!
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Days We Spend Under the Sun (Chapter One)
Written for @helsa-summer-event 💛
Fandom: Frozen
Genre: Romance, Family, Fluff, Whump
Rating: T
Summary: Summer is not her favourite season, but a certain Admiral from the neighbouring kingdom is going to change that.
I was rushing with the edit, so forgive me if it's not decent. Also, external links are in the notes. I hope this one is not cheesy, though. Enjoy!
Prompt 1: "Don't you dare!"
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Chapter One
"Are you sure you don't want me to arrange a carriage for you two?"
After breakfast, Elsa found herself in her sister's embrace, as they stood at the front door. Dressed in her blue travel outfit, the blonde looked regal as ever, and a certain Admiral standing nearby couldn't take his eyes off her.
"It is alright, Anna." Elsa pulled away from the embrace and flashed her sister a smile. "Besides, we will make a stop by the fjord so I can summon the Nokk."
Anna nodded, "okay." She let out a sigh.
Having to say goodbye to her sister had always been one of the hardest things to do. After thirteen years of separation, then three years of reunion, before being separated from each other again, Anna felt like it wasn't fair. Sure, they had duties to fulfill, but sometimes Anna reminisced about all those good times they had spent together, and couldn't help but miss Elsa's laughter that used to echo in the castle halls. And little did she know that Elsa, too, was feeling the same way.
When the queen took a step back, it was a cue for Hans to approach the sisters. Nodding at a stable boy, who was holding his stallion, Sitron's reins, he signalled him to come closer. The horse was ready, with two small bags attached on each side. But before he helped Elsa climb up, Hans turned to Anna.
He bowed politely. "Queen Anna."
"Take care of my sister, will you, Hans?" She said. Her tone was stern with a hint of friendliness.
"Always." He smiled. Bowing one last time, Hans then helped Elsa, before mounting on Sitron's back after her.
"I'll see you in a week or so, Anna." Elsa smiled, resting her hand on an arm that wrapped around her waist, while the other was clutching the rein tight.
Anna smiled, "See you, Elsa."
Just when Elsa was about to move her lower legs as a signal for Sitron to walk, she heard a familiar voice calling her name.
"Elsa, wait!"
The blonde turned to the direction where the voice came and saw Olaf running—or attempting to run, followed by Sven and Kristoff. She smiled, finding the sight rather chaotic yet amusing.
"Olaf!"
The snowman stumbled and stopped before the stallion. He tried to catch his breath with one twig hand rested on Sven's side.
"What is it?" Hans gently asked.
Kristoff, who was now standing beside his wife, sheepishly replied, "Sorry, but Olaf has something to say."
"I thought I should say goodbye once more before you go." Olaf murmured, looking up to the smiling couple with puppy eyes. "When will you be back?"
Elsa reached a hand towards the snowman. "Come here, Olaf." Taking his hand in hers, she gave it a little squeeze. "I will only be gone for a week. It's not that long, is it? We've talked about this before."
The past few months, with the war going on, Olaf had grown a closer attachment to Elsa, especially after she was badly injured during one of the battles. He became so mature and caring, protective even, and he surely didn't like the idea of being apart with her now that everything was going back to normal. One time he asked Elsa and Anna why the sisters would go back to living miles apart after the war, and even though he found it reasonable that the sister had their own duties, he still wasn't down with the idea.
"I know." Olaf sighed, before nodding. "Alright then, I'll see you soon, Elsa." He let go of her hand.
"Bye, Olaf! Take care of Anna, Kristoff, and Jensen for us, will you?" Elsa beamed.
At the mention of the little prince, Olaf, too, was beaming. Elsa knew what would keep the snowman interested: her nephew. Ever since Prince Jensen Bjorgman of Arendelle was born, the snowman loved to entertain him with interest. Often Hans said things like perhaps Olaf just happens to like the idea of having a cousin, and Elsa would smack him playfully.
"Okay."
"Take care, Olaf." Hans added.
Olaf nodded, once again. Things might be a little tense between the two, mostly because of what happened in the past, but eventually the snowman had grown to be more accepting, and it got better.
"You too, Hans."
After sending a last glance at the queen and her consort, the couple began to trot away. They were heading out, past the front gates and the bridge. They would need to get through Arendelle Plaza and the harbour to get to the less crowded area in the fjord, their next stop.
"Olaf is something." Hans murmured to her ear. He held her close from behind with one hand while his other hand was holding the rein with her. "You know, last night he went to my room."
Elsa raised a brow. "Really?" She fought the urge to lean back as she found comfort in his presence, but it would make her lose her balance. "What did he do? Did he bother you?"
"He didn't. He waited for me, actually." He chuckled, sending shivers down Elsa's spine. "Olaf told me to look out for you, as I quote, because Elsa tends to be reckless."
The blonde chuckled. "He is just being sweet."
"Hmm, he is probably right." Hans hummed, as if he was thinking of something. "Also, he is probably still not over what happened last autumn."
Her hand unconsciously flew to her right side. There, underneath the light clothing, was a long scar from when she was stabbed during a naval battle. Elsa was too busy controlling the wind; she didn't hear an enemy approaching her. Perhaps that, and the fact that she froze to death in the depth of Ahtohallan once that would count as her recklessness. She shook the image from her head for it was too gruesome to think about, even though those were also counted as an act of sacrifice.
"Probably." She sighed. "But let's not think about it."
A few moments later, they finally left the capital and began to enter the forest. Elsa took a hold of the rein, but when she was about to pull to make the horse turn, Hans quickly took over.
"We can stop over there, Hans." She pointed at a lower ground which directly led them to an open sea. "And then I can summon the Nokk."
Sitron began to slow down at his master's tug, but instead of turning towards the open sea, he turned towards the opposite direction. Elsa's eyes widened, as they rode away from the sea.
"Where are we going?"
Hans gave her a reassuring squeeze. "There's a change of plan, but don't worry, Kaere." He pecked her cheek softy. "I promised Anna and Olaf that I'm going to look after you."
"What is that supposed to mean?" She murmured. Turning to steal a glance at him, she caught a hint of mischief in his emerald eyes. Oh no. "Oh, don't you dare!"
Instead of replying, Hans chuckled, as they broke into a full gallop. She tightened her grip, not wanting to fall over. So much for trying to look after her. By the look of it, he was putting the both of them in danger. What makes him think that not letting her ride the Nokk is a good idea?
"Hans!"
"Relax, Elsa. Your water horse needs a rest too." He said. "Besides, Sitron is strong enough to carry the both of us. We will be fine. Trust me."
A wild idea of trying to escape from his hold and conjured a pile of snow for her to land flashed on her mind. But where would that take you, Elsa? Her conscience asked her. Right, the ground, and gods know if she would land safely. Knowing that she couldn't really do anything that wasn't risky or more dangerous and reckless, she decided to let it slide. Besides, she knew that Hans would keep her safe.
It was strange, when she thought about it. She trusted her own safety in the hand of a man who once tried to kill her. But this man is a changed man, and he has proven that he is capable of character growth more than once. Elsa smiled. They had been through a lot to get there, and she wouldn't change a thing. Giving him a second chance was one of the best decisions she had ever made.
"Fine, I trust you." She let out. "And for the love of God, stop calling the Nokk 'water horse'! We don't want that to happen again, do we?"
For a while, Hans grimaced. A certain memory involving salt water flashed on his mind. Gulping slightly, he let out, "Right."
Smiling to herself, Elsa sighed in contentment. Something told her it would be a memorable trip. Perhaps, in the end, she would end up liking summer more than she wanted to admit, and all thanks to the Admiral currently holding her close.
#helsa#helsa summer event#days we spend under the sun#helsa post frozen 2 au#iceburns#elsa x hans#hans x elsa#helsasummerevent#helsasummerevent2020#mary's writing#helsa fanfiction
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Every Inch of Me is Trembling
Okay, so this was supposed to be for Elsarik week...
But life. As always, Alarik belongs to the incredible @patricia-von-arundel. This happens during Frozen 2.
Every Inch of me is Trembling
Rating: K
Alarik watched the dam fall.
As the giants hurled their massive boulders, some the height and breadth of small houses, he could only stare in awe and horror as the old structure was torn apart.
He'd been behind Kristoff when the hulking creatures rose above the tree line, their forms blotting out the weak light that filtered through the heavy mist. Seconds later, he heard Krisoff's panicked shout- "ANNA!"- and he was gone, urging Sven into a flat-out gallop towards a small figure in the distance. Alarik spurred his reindeer to follow Sven, not knowing what he’d do, but he knew he couldn’t stand and watch.
Not that he ended up doing anything more than continuing to follow as Kristoff swept Anna onto Sven’s back seconds before one of the Earth Giants crushed her beneath its massive foot and brought her to the base of Runeard’s dam. As Anna clambered up the rock face, Alarik was finally able to catch up to Kristoff.
“What’s going on? What is Anna doing?” Alarik strained his neck to see if he could catch sight of what Anna was doing, but he could only make out rocks and plants.
“Don’t know,” Kristoff grunted. “She said she needed to get to the dam.” He offered nothing more, but instead leapt off Sven’s back and began to scale the wall Anna had just climbed. Above, strangely enough came the sound of metal on metal- were those swords striking shields?- and then the ground shook as the Giants hurled their missiles.
“Destroy the dam! Come on! Throw your boulders!” Above the chaos, Alarik could hear Anna’s voice rise above the chaos, and he too gripped the stones and made his slow way up the rock face. When he came to the top, he was greeted by the sight of Anna wrapped in Krisoff’s arms, pulled free from the crumbling structure. Alarik ran up, watching in horror at the sight of the tidal wave that surged down the fjord.
He was used to wandering, to non-permanence. But Arendelle had almost become home. A home, with-
"Elsa." He looked around widely, suddenly realizing- he'd not seen Elsa with Anna. Had she gone somewhere else? "Anna, where's…"
Alarik's voice faltered when he caught sight of her face.
"No. No, she can't, she wouldn't, no, no, NO!" Something raw and primal tore free from Alarik as he dropped to his knees, covering his face with his hands as the tears came. He howled like an animal in pain, uncaring of who heard. All he could think of, all he knew, was that Elsa was gone.
Elsa was gone.
Gradually he became aware of arms wrapping around his shoulders, rocking him gently, a soft voice murmuring, "Alarik, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry." He folded his arms around Anna, shaking his head.
"Not your fault. I'm sorry you had to go through this yourself." He held Anna tight, sharing her devastation, trying not to think of what he would do with Elsa gone.
If he’d even be able to do anything with her gone.
As if from a great distance, he heard the Northuldra surrounding them gasp and cry out. He lifted his head from Anna’s shoulder and saw that the mist had begun to lift, allowing the sight of the brilliant blue sky to break through- to him, it seemed a vicious mockery of what they’d lost. A hand dropped into his line of sight, and Alarik looked up to see Kristoff, arm out, his face a sad mask of pain. Alarik accepted his help, slowly getting to his feet, feeling completely numb.
Alarik stumbled alongside Kristoff and Anna, only vaguely aware of their conversation. His mind was a hazed blur, and it took most of his concentration to place one foot in front of the other and maintain his balance.
Elsa’s dead, Elsa’s dead, Elsa’s dead.
The words came as a thundering mantra, as powerful as the wave he’d watch hurtle down the fjord, washing away any other thought. With shaking hands, he pulled the locket he kept safely hidden away in a hidden inner pocket of his vest and flipped it open. He traced a finger over the two items contained within- a small lock of hair and a copy of one of her Shards cells. The only physical reminder he had left of her.
It was too much, all too much. As the reindeer surrounding them broke away to gallop in a celebratory circle, Alarik dropped to his knees, one hand clutching the locket to his chest, the other digging into the loam as he let the pain consume and overwhelm him. Tears rushed down his face and he groaned, a deep, hollow sound that shook his entire body.
Elsa’s dead, Elsa’s dead, Elsa’s dead…
A soft whistle, and a breeze lifted the curls from his face. At first he paid Gale no mind, too caught up in his grief to care. However, when a heavier gust struck him, nearly knocking him over, Alarik's head snapped up.
"What do you want!? Can't you see I'm…" His voice faded away when he caught sight of what Gale carried within her wake. Not the normal leaves spun from the forest floor, but rather sparkling shards of… ice. Alarik stood as Gale buffeted his face one more as she formed the shards into a four-pointed shape Alarik recognized from his discussions with the Northuldra.
It was the symbol of the fifth spirit.
Gale gave one more shrill whistle and shoved him in the direction of the fjord’s entrance. Alarik ran, pausing at the edge of the rocky embankment leading down to the shoreline. He could see that Anna was already there, staring out over the waters. He squinted, trying to see past the glare on the water's surface. When his eyes adjusted, he made out a figure moving towards the shore on top of the water.
Alarik's heart leapt to his throat. It couldn't be. It had to be.
It was Elsa, but she had transformed- her unbound hair flowed to meet the twin trains of her dress, now a gossamer white. Moreover, her face showed pure joy, which only grew when she caught sight of Anna and urged what Alarik had to assume was the water spirit to go even faster until they reached the beach.
Alarik watched, still trying to understand what he was seeing, as Elsa slid from the back of the equine water spirit, her smile wide and expression soft. He was too far away to hear the sisters' conversation, but watched as the two of them rushed to one another and embraced. Only then did it finally hit him.
Elsa was there. She was alive.
He scrambled down the embankment, heedless of the way the rocks tore at his skin and clothing. He needed to get there, needed to be sure. When he was a few feet away from Elsa, he came to a halt, breathing hard.
"Elsa?" It came out as a choked whisper- he felt that the very mention of her name might cause her to disappear and reveal her to be nothing more than a figment of his desperate imagination. His feet felt as if they'd been rooted to the spot- he couldn't make himself move any closer.
"Alarik." Her voice was cautious and sad. She closed the distance between them until they stood only inches apart, twisting her hands together- a motion he knew well- some things had not changed. “Alarik...I… I’m so very sorry.”
Elsa’s words worked as a goad, jolting Alarik free from his paralysis. He lifted a trembling hand, hesitated, and then let it rest against her cheek, a sob escaping his lips as his fingers met the familiar coolness of her skin- real and solid to the touch, warming beneath his touch. “Elsa, oh… Elsa.” He lowered his head, letting it rest on her forehead, breathing in her scent. "You're alive. You're alive."
Elsa's hand came up to mirror his, resting on his jaw. Through her own tears, she managed a small smile.
"May I?"
Alarik heard his own sharp intake of breath before he nodded. "Please."
He lowered his head so that she could reach him. As soon as their lips met, their arms were around one another, pulling their bodies close as possible. Alarik could taste the salt from the sea on her lips, as well as something cool and sharp that reminded him of a winter's breeze. But there remained still the light, sweet taste unique to her. The final proof he needed to know that it was truly her in his arms- no matter how changed, she was still his Elsa.
No matter what was to come next, he would take it on by her side.
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wacky drabbles # 29
This week’s prompt is: How many [food items] did you eat today?
Prompt is bolded in the story.
This week features Part Five of my Very A Valtorian Christmas series. (Catch up here)
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Word count: 1151
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Candy Kisses
In the great room of the Valtorian manor the Christmas tree is lit and sparkling with glittering ornaments. Outside the windows the sky is darkening past sunset, and the first stars are poking through the indigo canopy. King Nicholas is holding a box of candy canes while Hana and Kate look for spots on the tree to hang them. Every so often the holiday music playing on the room's stereo system filters through their conversation, prompting Kate to smile and hum along.
Hana hangs a striped candy on a branch, glancing back over her shoulder at Nicholas, “Is this a good spot?”
Nicholas contemplates the ornaments around that part of the tree and directs Hana to another branch, “Try the empty branch up and to your right, where you are is a little crowded.”
Hana shrugs and then hooks her candy cane in the new spot, “I'll trust your judgement on where to put them. I'm new to this sort of thing.”
Nicholas nods, “I suppose for both of you ladies this is your first Christmas Holiday spent away from home. What traditions did you celebrate with your family?”
“Christmas isn't a national holiday in China, and my father was more interested in the boost to his business during December than the exchanging of gifts or spending family time.”
Kate frowns, exchanging a sad glance with Nicholas, “That's too bad Hana. Hopefully your Christmas in Cordonia is much nicer than that.”
Hana smiles, her eyes shining with emotion that she quickly blinks away. “It's already much better, thanks Kate.”
Nicholas steps over to Hana and slides an arm around her back to give her a hug. “I know my holiday is much nicer with you in it too, Hana.”
Kate grabs a candy cane out of the box and hooks it onto the front of her sweater. “Plus you're fun to decorate.”
Hana looks down and starts giggling, “Does this make my sweater an ugly Christmas Sweater now?”
Kate swipes a handful of tinsel from the tree and drapes it over Hana's shoulder with a flourish. “Nope, but it is now.”
The laughter in the great room is interrupted by the skittering of toenails and the whimpering and barking of the corgis as they race down the hall.
Kate claps her hands happily, “Ooh, Santa and his Elf are home.”
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Drake pushes the heavy front door shut behind him and Maxwell. As he stomps on the mat to knock the snow off his boots, Drake pulls off his Santa hat and sighs, “It's good to be home.”
Fluffers and Gracie yip and circle Maxwell as he holds his bag of candy out of their reach.
“Sorry guys, these aren't treats for puppers.”
Kate, Hana and Nicholas join them in the front hall. Hana's still wearing tinsel on her sweater. Drake raises an eyebrow,
“Did you run out of room on the tree for that stuff? Or is the tree shedding?”
Hana looks down, “Oh, that. Kate was attempting to make me look more festive.”
After kicking his boots off, Drake gathers them up and steps by Kate, stopping to give her a kiss on the cheek on his way to the closet.
“Speaking of festive, is that dress new? Mrs. Claus looks nice in red.”
Smoothing one hand over her belly, and lifting the skirt to give it a little swish, Kate smiles,
“It's a Christmas gift from Hana, so Santa approves?”
Hana blushes slightly and looks away as Drake scoops Kate into his arms from behind and kisses her on the neck, his voice a low growl,
“Oh, Santa definitely approves.”
Maxwell pops a gummy candy in his mouth, watching the joyous reunion with just a little bit of envy.
Nicholas clears his throat trying to break up the growing awkwardness in the room, “Ahem, so shall we return to the great room? Resume our party?”
Hana snatches the bag of candy from Maxwell, scolding him when she notices the powdered sugar and sprinkles on his face, “Just how many of these candies did you eat today?”
Drake chuckles as he and Kate follow everyone back to the great room, "Oh about 10 too many."
In the great room a buffet table full of sweets and party food catches Drake’s eye. When Kate hears his stomach rumble, she grins and then lets go of his arm so he can go grab a snack. “Go ahead honey. I know that Santa can’t live on candy canes alone.”
Drake pops a piece of cheddar into his mouth, nodding as he chews and swallows. “Darn right he can’t.”
Hana waves Kate over by the Christmas tree, “Come take a Christmas selfie with me Kate.”
Maxwell chimes in, “Ooh, can I get in on that too?”
“Sure you can, sweety.” Kate makes room for Maxwell to get in the middle between her and Hana.
Hana hands Nicholas her phone to take their picture. Turning the phone sideways he lines up the shot, “Ok everybody, smile.”
Max wraps an arm around each girl and smiles wide, “Oh yeah, this is going on my Instagram.”
Drake rolls his eyes and then turns back to the buffet, mumbling, “Just keep your hand off my wife’s ass Beaumont.”
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Nicholas joins Drake on the sofa with his own plate of snacks. They watch with amusement as Maxwell recounts the harrowing details of their sleigh ride to Hana and Kate. With every gasp of astonishment or frown in Drake’s direction he just shrugs or shakes his head.
Nicholas leans in close to Drake to ask, “Is that really how it happened?”
Drake mumbles around a mouthful of cracker, “One minute he was singing Jingle Bells and then all of a sudden he wasn’t. The way he tells it, I tried to jump us over a snowy canyon like Kristof and Sven.”
Nicholas frowns, “Like who?”
Drake shakes his head, “Nevermind.”
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Much later, while Maxwell is trying to figure out how to connect the Karaoke machine he brought to the room’s stereo and TV, Drake pulls Kate aside.
“I don’t know about you, but I’m about ready to quit this party. After a day with Maxwell and a bunch of neighborhood children I’m hoping for some quiet time with my wife.”
Kate snuggles into Drake as he strokes his hand up and down her back, “Do you think they’d mind if we ducked out for a while?”
Tucking his face into her hair he mumbles, “I know we’re the hosts, but…”
Kate sighs with contentment and strokes her hand up and down his chest, running her fingers along the red elastic suspenders of his Santa suit. “You know what, these suspenders are kinda sexy…I wonder how they’d look on you without the shirt and red furry pants.”
Drake grins, “Ok that settles it, let’s go..”
While everyone else has their backs turned they quietly slip out the door.
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Now I'm curious... what were you thinking for the meta type stuff for that Frozen au?
For the record I may have a vaguely incorrect idea of what meta means and so may have used it incorrectly.
That said, I was mostly going to go on about casting and how the story would need to change, so I’m glad to do that since I didn’t get to put a lot of it into the short thing that I wrote.
Elsa:
Roy Mustang. I honestly don’t know if I want him to have ice powers. I suppose it has to be that way for the plot to work, but for some unknown reason, in a lot of my own personal headcanons and aus, Roy has power over poisonous plants, meaning he’d build a castle made up of...interwoven vines of poison oak, nightshade, etc. He decorates the castle with oleander flowers, dangerous red berries and mushrooms. But for the sake of having the story make sense, I’m leaving all that behind (*sigh*) and sticking with ice.
Kristoff:
Riza Hawkeye. Kristoff will probably have to change the most because I’m royai trash and need it to happen. In the beginning of the snippet I wrote for the original ask, I quoted a part of the movie where Kristoff admires Elsa’s handiwork, remarking that the ice is “flawless”. I’m working off of that where Riza’s initial attraction is to the strange sorcerer who can create ice so beautiful, and then sees him decked out in his icy dress robes and kinda...forgets that the ice is supposed to be the good looking part. Anyway, though. Black Hayate would probably take the part of Sven, though he’d have to be enormous. I can’t really stand the thought of turning Black Hayate into a reindeer, so instead I’m going to turn him into a Miyazaki-style enormous wolf. Because reasons. Riza can be a beautiful, Princess Mononoke-type wild child who uses her attunement with nature to get some major awesome cubes of ice. I love her.
Anna:
Edward and Alphonse Elric. I’m splitting Anna into two people because of two reasons. First, there’s two Elric brothers, and second, I think that Anna could have afforded to harbor a little more bitterness towards her sister, and so I’m throwing Edward in to have abandonment issues while Alphonse handles more of the “unconditional trust” type thing. In this au, Edward received the initial wound from Roy’s ice powers, though it was a little more serious than Anna’s streak of white hair. He ends of losing his arm and his leg to frostbite when Roy’s magic hits him, and both he and Al are wiped of their memories. He gets automail somehow, but I’m not sure where I want to put Winry in this. Alphonse is the one injured by Roy’s blast of self-doubt in the ice palace, the way Elsa freezes Anna’s heart in the movie. The frost spreads throughout his entire body, much the way his entire body is taken away in the transmutation.
Hans:
I’m using an oc for Hans. I didn’t necessarily want Hans to have any romantic attachments to any of the characters (real or imagined) so I’m going to call him Ed and Al’s half brother. In this au, Roy’s mother (Trisha) ends up marrying Hohenheim, who had a son of his own, and then gives birth to Ed and Al, making both Hans and Roy half-brothers to them (though not related to each other). Technically, I could say that Hans is 03 Envy, but I wasn’t particularly fond of that development, so I’m just going to have him be miscellaneous half-brother Hans, possibly named Skyler (I have a lot of weird aus, and in one of them Ed and Al have a half-brother named Skyler, but he’s nice so idk about using him here).
General plot stuff:
Hohenheim doesn’t leave, and Trisha doesn’t die of an illness. They die the way Elsa and Anna’s parents do. Roy particularly misses Trisha, because though his step-father is kind, Trisha was most understanding about his ice powers, and it was Hohenheim’s idea to “conceal don’t feel”, while Trisha had some doubts about that method.
Hans/Envy/Skyler/whoever is the son of Hohenheim, who married into the royal family after Trisha’s husband and Roy’s father died. Skyler (I’m gonna use Skyler because using Hans is confusing) wants the throne not because he has a ton of older brothers like in the movie, but because he’s jealous that Roy is the crown prince even though Skyler himself is technically the eldest. Turns out having a parent marry into royalty doesn’t give you many royal rights. Skyler shows up at Roy’s coronation, and quickly becomes a bit of a role model to Ed, who sees him as the older brother who did everything he could to be present for him, as opposed to Roy who shut himself away. Technically Skyler didn’t even show up till now, but Ed just needs support and so doesn’t think much of it. Skyler’s excuse is that he was away at school and didn’t even realize that Ed and Al were all alone till he arrived for the coronation. Sketchy but semi-believable. Unlike Hans, Skyler actually remembers about Roy’s ice powers, because he was there when Ed was injured, and didn’t have his memory wiped. His plan is to antagonize Roy until his ice powers are revealed, forcing him to flee the country, then to use Ed and Al’s deferment to his judgment to get himself crowned king.
Once Al gets frozen (haha), Ed becomes determined that, per the troll’s instructions (which definitely did not come after a musical number in which a troll who probably wasn’t Maes Hughes tries to get Riza and Roy together), Skyler will be able to un-freeze him. Ed doesn’t consider himself as an option because he has Issues and doesn’t believe himself capable of the type of pure love that will save his little brother (he is, obviously, but like I said, Ed has Issues). Once they return, Skyler decides that the death of the younger, beloved prince would be a good way to solidify Roy’s fall from grace, and leaves Al to die by locking him in Roy’s old room. Edward comes to find him (sorry Olaf fans out there, Ed is not Olaf, and Olaf is not in this au, but someone has to pick up the one piece of plot he’s responsible for) and, after he discovers self-deprecating notes that Roy has written to himself to remind himself to “conceal don’t feel” in order to protect his precious little brothers, becomes convinced that Roy had loved them all along and tries to drag Al back out to Roy in one last, desperate attempt to save his life. On the way, Ed’s automail acts up because of the cold, and he ends up collapsed on the frozen lake, with Skyler about to strike him down. Alphonse throws himself in front of Edward, as Roy, who had broken out of prison in an attempt to save the brothers he cares so desperately about, attacks Skyler with his ice powers, immobilizing him (do I want him to die? I don’t know. Depends on what you want it to be rated).
Because of the self-sacrifice, Al unfreezes, and Roy is convinced by his brothers that there is still love in their family, and uses it to end the eternal winter that he had unwittingly started. He and Riza forge a tentative friendship-that-will-probably-turn-to-romance, and everyone lives happily ever after.
This got really long, sorry. Thank you for the ask, though! I’m glad I got to expand on it.
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