Chapter 1: Fifty Shades Of-

(A/N) I decided to upload all my jelsa mini one-shots and drabbles here so they're easy to access for people, rather than having to scroll through endlessly on tumblr.

These stories are mainly just practise to try and get my muses back into the writing xx Hopefully you'll like them xx

Prompt: OTP A is reading a book. OTP B is bored. Therefore OTP B decides to distract OTP A as much as possible until they do something else.

It was glittering twilight night, the full moon shone brightly, surrounded by his ever faithful companions the twinkling, glistening stars.

Most of the worlds occupants on this side of the globe had all but succumbed to the seductive allure of the worlds of dreams, keeping Sandy the Sandman busy for the time being. However, one resident of the lands of Arendelle refused to fall into the slumbering realm, instead opting to stay in the company of her libraries latest occupant.

Tucked into her bed, propped up against her pillows, with a single candle alighting a small fraction of her room, lay Elsa, Queen of Arendelle, in her hands she held a single, weathered old book.

Her eyes darted right to left as she read the words, unconsciously her lip found it's way between her teeth, a soft smile spread upon her lips. It had been far to long since she had last had the opportunity to read one of her beloved books, and after much debating with herself, she decided to sacrifice a few hours of her precious sleep in order to allow herself the indulgence.

Alas for the young book worm, a certain well acquainted mischievous spirit of winter had other plans. The windows burst open, allowing an intrusive cold wind to sweep past the billowing curtains and into the room, casting the room into darkness as the candles on the queens night stand was forced to flicker out.

Now unable to read the words, Elsa let out a groan, tossing her head back into the pillows stacked up behind her. "Sir Overland Frost, I am no mood for your silly antics tonight."

"Ohhh," a voice drawled from somewhere within the darkness. "Sir Overland Frost. You only use that name when I'm in trouble."

"I was in the midst of reading over some… important documents and you rudely interrupted without so much as a knock," Elsa scolded, crossing her arms as she narrowed her eyes into the darkness.

There was a moments silence before Jack responded. "You hesitated before you said important documents," Jack pointed out.

Elsa blinked. "No… I didn't"

"You did it again."

"And? So what if I hesitated," Elsa snapped, her brow furrowing in confusion.

"The only time you hesitate, milady, is when your trying to tell a lie. Now-" Elsa couldn't see him but she could tell that wherever he was he was probably folding his arms, smirking at having been able to read her so easily. "What, pray tell, fair maiden, are you reading?"

"Nothing that concerns you," Elsa said, raising her voice while her hand skilfully crept behind herself to secretly tuck away the book under her pillow. "Now if you don't mind I have to get some rest. I'm quite tired from the days activities and have far too much to do when dawn arrives, so if you may, please leave."

There was a quiet moment before Elsa heard the window bang shut, signalling the spirits departure. She waited a few moments more, listening to the silence that had descended within her room. Carefully, she fumbled for the matches on her nightstand, found them, and lit one so as to light her candle.

The small flame lit up Elsa's corner of the room once more with a dull orange glow, allowing her the chance to once again to dive into the world her book presented to her. Elsa retrieved her book from its hiding place, then, using both elbows, dug them into her pillow a few times, fluffing them up a bit before again snuggling into her blanket.

Elsa flicked through the dull yellowing pages, then stopped when she landed on page one hundred and thirty two. Her eyes scanned down the page, hunting for her lost location. She inwardly cursed Jack for having interrupted her. Eventually she found her place, and continued on with her adventure.

A few seconds was all she was granted until interruption struck again. Another cold, biting wind rushed through the room, blowing out the candle.

"Oh for the love of winter!" Elsa cried, relighting the candle.

She turned away from the candle and let out a scream.

Jack had appeared lying on the bed beside her, legs outstretched and arms tucked in behind his head, acting as a pillow. He winced at the scream, closing one eye. "Owe-" he said, rubbing one ear. "Way to destroy a guys eardrums."

"Jack what do you want? I thought you had left!" Elsa snapped, hand resting against her wildly beating heart.

"I can't leave," he shrugged, returning his arms to rest behind his head.

"And why ever not?"

"I'm bored," he sighed, as thought it was the most pitiful thing in the world.

"Wait what?" Elsa blinked. "You're… Bored? That's why you're here? Its three o'clock in the morning and you come to my chambers because you're bored?"

Jack nodded, moving one arm to absentmindedly play with the lose ties of his hoody. "The boredom is driving me mad. You have no idea what it's like. I'm the Guardian of fun and here I am. Bored!"

"Jack," Elsa said sternly. "I am the Queen of Arendelle, I have endless responsibilities and obligations to perform on a daily basis. It is physically and mentally exhausting. In short, I need my sleep and don't have time for this nonsense! Now go annoy someone else!"

Elsa picked up her book, attempting to once more read on.

"Oh come on Elsa, you weren't even sleeping, you were reading," Jack said, turning over so he was lying on his side, his head resting in his palm, his elbow leaning into the bed. "I'm curious though, what are you reading that would have little miss busy bee up at such an hour?"

"Not your business, Jack," Elsa said.

"Aww come on, tell me," Jack prompted, prodding the queen in the arm.

Elsa ignored him and continued reading.

"Alright then, don't tell me. But can you at least stop reading and do something more fun with me? The boredom is killing me."

Jack prodded her again. Her ignorance persisted.

"Do you wanna build a snow man?" he suggested.

Elsa ignored him.

"We could go ice skating?"

Ignored again.

"Flying around Arendelle? I know how much you love flying in the twilight sky," he tried to tempt her, throwing in a sly smile.

Yet again she ignored him. Jack decided to retaliate by prodding her in the arm again.

It carried on like this for awhile. Prod. Ignore. Prod. Ignore. Prod. Ignore, though by this point Elsa's eye was beginning to twitch out of annoyance. Prod. Ignore, fingers tightened on book. Prod, prod, prod.

"ENOUGH!" Elsa cried, slamming shut the book and tossing it aside. "Why are you so annoyingly persistent?"

She turned to face the spirit only to find him having vanished from her side. Elsa frowned, her eyes narrowing. "Jack?"

"So lets see what this mysterious book is, shall we," Jack grinned as he examined the old dusty book before turning it over to read the title. "Fifty shades of-"

Elsa tackled him, cutting the boy off mid-sentence. The two went tumbling over onto the ground, the book flying free from Jack's grasp.

Jack blinked, looking up wide eyed at the frantically breathless queen straddling his waist. His hands were now pinned to the ground, a thick layer of ice keeping them in place.

"Fine then. Lets do something fun then," the queen smiled slyly, lowering her lips so they were hovering inches above his own.

Jack gulped, the mysterious book fifty shades of something all but forgotten.