I was inspired to write a Hiccelsa fanfiction today, and realized that the big five is basically a huge shipping bicycle, consitering I ship: HiccupxAstrid, HiccupxMerida, HiccupxElsa, JackxElsa, ElsaxHans, RapunzelxFlynn, MeridaxThisOne Guy and so on...

There are really only a few ships I don't like- ie JackxRapunzel.

Anywho, this is the first chapter, so enjoy ;)

"Got you!" Elsa's arms tightened around her four-year-old niece and the little girl squealed and yelled at the top of her lungs, "I win. Time to go home, right?" She nudged the little girl, and tugged on her pig-tales.

"No fair. One more!" The girl cried, "I don't want to go home yet. Mom makes me eat carrots and gross things for dinner."

"Ah, but they're good for you." Elsa chuckled, and bopped the child's nose with a finger.

"We could miss dinner. Then I could eat whatever I wanted." The girl said, proud of her skills to avoid a problem.

"It doesn't work like that, honey." Elsa sighed, and rubbed her golden hair, "You're braid is coming out."

She leaned down and tightened the braid back together, much to the child's chagrin. She saw the disappointed look on the child's face.

"Ophelia, what's the matter?" She asked, and Ophelia shrugged, "Carrots are hardly something to cry over."

"Mom's so busy now that I'm having a 'new sibling'," Ophelia scrunched her nose up, "And Daddy is visiting his family now, so I'll be all alone if you bring me home."

Elsa rose up, and she frowned. She vividly remembered the acute feeling of loneliness as a child, and saw a little of herself in the toddler. The sky was darkening though, and Anna would worry if her daughter was not returned soon, no matter how pregnant and tired she may be. Elsa had been taking care of Ophelia more and more lately. At this point, she was almost ready to break, for she hated seeing her upset.

"Ophie, how about this. I get our favorite ice-cream, and after dinner, we'll play in your room all night." She said, "But we need to go home now."

"Ice-cream with chocolate sauce?" The little girl prompted, and Elsa nodded. She had inherited the love of chocolate from both her mother and her aunt.

"A whole bucket of it." Elsa promised.

"Then I guess I can go back." Ophelia decided, and Elsa chuckled.

"A wise choice, my dear princess." She curtsied, and the girl collapsed into giggles.

She dropped Ophelia off with her mother (and a plate of steaming vegetables waiting for her) to do some paperwork for the kingdom while her niece ate. After just five years, things had calmed down significantly. It was still worrisome to a few about her magic, but she was not still persecuted for it. The affairs had been simple, and no one had been really badgering her to marry like Anna thought they would. There was the occasion bump along the road, but other than that, Elsa was content with her life.

After about two hours, Elsa went down to the kitchens and retrieved the ice-cream and chocolate sauce, and went to Ophielia's room. Anna stood at her door, a cross look on her face.

"Anna." Elsa greeted, "Is the ice-cream too much? I did promise her, but I suppose if you don't want her to-," Elsa began, shrugging away her sister's face, but Anna sighed.

"Elsa, look, I love that you take Ophelia out, but it worries me when she comes back bloody." Anna said tensely, and tugged on her braids uneasily.

"Bloody?" Elsa echoed, and Anna nodded, pressing her lip into a thin line.

"Look, I don't know what's worse. That you didn't know, or that you let it happen." There was disapproval in her tone, something that Elsa rarely heard addressed to her. And she was a little shocked.

"Where?" Elsa said.

"On her leg. Her knee especially. I wondered why she wouldn't let me touch her stockings." Anna commented, tilting her head. Her expression softened, "I suppose it's not going to kill her, and maybe the ice-cream will make her feel better. I yelled her at her a bit, I guess." She admitted.

Elsa nodded, and patted her sister's stomach, "You go and sleep. I'll get her into bed, and talk to her about not telling me about the cut." Anna looked torn, but nodded.

"Yes, she does listen to you, I guess. More than me it seems sometimes." There was a wistful tone in her voice, and Elsa felt her breath hitch. She was lousy at comforting her sister, because she'd been out of practice most of her life. Instead, she nodded and entered the room.

"Why didn't you tell me you hurt your leg?" Elsa asked, dropping the ice cream onto the table.

"Well I didn't want to go home! It's not even that big-look." Ophelia kicked out her leg, and Elsa winced. It was pretty bad. It stretched from just above her foot to her knee, where it looked like something big had imbedded itself into her leg, which she had taken out.

"Ophelia! When did this happen?" Elsa dropped to examine it.

"I don't know. When we were playing. I fell down a little hole thing with a lot of rocks, and I guess it hurt. My hands got dirty trying to get out, but I did!" She said with pride. She got right up in Elsa's ear and whispered, "Do you want to know the best part?" She asked.

Elsa could hardly imagine that there was an upside to this. "What?"

"I got a dragon scale." She said proudly, and Elsa tried to hide her disapproving face.

"Oh?" She asked lightly. Ophelia nodded, and ducked under her pillows and dropped something in her aunt's hand. It looked just like a normal, average black shiny stone, and Elsa made a hum of half-approval.

"No! Hold it to the light!" Ophelia said in exasperation, "Duh."

"Oh, silly me." Elsa said, and humored the small girl, holding it up. It glowed a thousand different blues, and the hues danced off the room. In the light, it looked almost translucent, like the harbor on the sunniest of days when there wasn't a single ripple to disturb the water. Elsa nearly dropped it in surprise.

"It's special," Elsa recovered her shock, "But how do you know it's a dragon scale?" She questioned the small one, handing back the stone. Ophelia tucked it away tightly, and gave her aunt an exasperated look.

"Because it is." She said, a phrase derived from her mother's 'because I said so'. When she saw Elsa's face, she shrugged, "Because I've dreamed about it."

"Oh, well, then." Elsa said, "It must be true, I suppose. Now how about that ice-cream?"

The next morning, Elsa headed out to where they had been playing to find that hole. From the way Ophelia had described it, it was fairly large and she could have been really hurt if she didn't fall where she did. With such a place so close within her woods, Elsa felt that if it was a danger, she should do something about the hole.

She wasn't sending out people to fill it just yet, because everything seemed big to a four-year-old. Also, she wanted to see if there were any more 'dragon scales' around, just out of morbid curiosity.

She easily located the hole in broad-daylight, where as yesterday it was dimming before Ophelia got hurt. It stretched a couple feet across, and was like a whole part of the earth had just fallen out. There were a few little alcoves, and Elsa saw that Ophelia had fallen into the closest one, which was hardly a foot deep. She saw no more scales on that, but a glimmer of blue farther down caught her eye.

She leaned down, on her knees, and reached a few feet to pluck it out. It shone with the same brilliance that Ophelia's had last night, something that Elsa had imagined to just be a addled brain.

"I told you." The voice nearly knocked her over.

"Ophelia!" Elsa barked sharply, "What in the world are you doing out here?" She demanded.

"I heard you telling Mommy you were coming back here today. I wanted to get a collection." She said innocently.

"And your mother just let you come?" Elsa had a hard time believing that, and put her hands on her hips in accusation.

"No." Ophelia shrugged, "She doesn't know I'm gone."

Elsa rubbed her forehead in exasperation. "We need go get back." Elsa said, and went to stand, but found her dress tangled on a growing patch of thorns just underneath the edge of the earth. She tugged, and Ophelia went to help her.

"No, stop, I can get it." Elsa said, but the girl was stubborn.

"But I can-," her protest was cut short when the ground crumbled beneath her feet, and she slid down fast. There was no alcove below her to catch her, and if not for Elsa's hand that grabbed her palm, she would have fallen down to where Elsa could not see light.

"I'm going to pull you up now." Elsa breathed after a terrifying moment.

"Ok." Ophelia's reply was a scares whisper. Elsa sucked in hard, and she began lifting the girl- who now seemed to act as an anvil tugging her down- up slowly. She just had contacted with her other hand when some animal danced out behind her, and altogether Elsa lost her balance as well.

There was nothing stopping the pair from falling, and all Elsa could do was tuck her arms around the tiny girl as they went down into the darkness.

Why did Ophelia fall down with her? We'll see. And I figured that Anna read a lot of books in her time alone, and Ophelia is a rather pretty name (disregarding the horrible ending Hamlet's Ophelia has). It's not foreshadowing for what will happen to this one, though, of course. Tell me if you enjoyed it so far!