Jelsa Lemons and One-Shots

The Guardians

Jack and Elsa watched as Guardians their past selves. Elsa was now the Guardian of Love. The Man in the Moon had given them permission to visit their past selves to find out who they were before they became Guardians.

Currently, they were watching Jack Overland. "Just go, big brother!" Jack's little sister shoved him out the door. Jack O. was going to visit a girl that he liked, and tell her that he liked her. Elsa and Jack watched as Jack O. stood outside their small house, dumbfounded and holding a single white rose.

He ruffled his brown hair and sighed before turning back toward the house and knocking on the door. The door swung open to reveal a girl similar to Jack. Brown hair, brown eyes, brown clothes. "What?" She asked impatiently. "Ahhhh...I have to check how I look." He made up an excuse before the girl could shout at him and dashed to his room.

"You really do have a crush on this girl, Jack." Elsa giggled poking Jack F. in the chest. The people couldn't hear or see them, but Jack and Elsa could touch things. He swatted her hand away and turned his attention back to Jack O. He was currently locked in his room, looking at himself in the mirror. He modeled his white shirt with a brown vest and brown pants similar to Jack F.

With a sigh, Jack opened the door to his room and sauntered into the living room. His sister was pacing and she stopped to look at him. He grabbed his cloak and made his way to the door. He hesitated as his hand hovered above the doorknob. "Maybe..." His voice trailed off.

Suddenly his sister grabbed onto his ear and twisted it. "Ow ow ow ow ow, Emma!" He winced. She opened the door and threw him out and slammed the door behind him. He rubbed his ear as he got off of the ground. He dusted off the rose and started walking somewhere.

"I had a violent sister." Jack murmured to himself as he rubbed his chin. He followed his brown-haired self. He floated in the air as Elsa walked leisurely on the ground since she couldn't fly.

They had been walking for a while as they approached a huge palace. Jack O. knocked on the door. A maid answered. "Hello, Jackson! Lovely meeting you! What can I do for you today?" She woman asked cheerily. "Um hi. Can I speak to the Queen, please." He asked, hiding the rose behind his back and rubbing his neck. "Of course! Have a seat in the garden dear." The woman said as she closed the door and scurried inside.

"It must be the Queen your crushing on, Jack." Elsa giggled. "Yeah, no dip Sherlock." He replied. Elsa followed the old woman into the castle as Jack followed her. They lost the woman for a moment. But then they heard talking coming from a nearby room.

"Who has come to see me?" A different voice asked. Elsa and Jack crept into the room. The two women were talking with their back facing toward them. Elsa sat on the bed as Jack hovered in the air.

"No!" Elsa scolded Jack as his hand was about to knock a vase off the shelf.

"Come on!" He pouted. "You'll scare them away!" Elsa said, wagging a finger in the air. The sun glinted off her platinum blonde hair that was messily thrown in a braid over her left shoulder. Her arms crossed over her chest in a royal manner.

"Jackson, ma'am." The woman said

"Ok, I'll be there soon." The woman, who as assumably the queen, said.

The other woman left the room. The queen turned around. Jack and Elsa both gasped. Same platinum blonde hair, same rosy lips, and same frame, it was Elsa.

Elsa walked up to herself curiously. She tilted her head looking at herself. She pursed her lips in a thoughtful manner.

Elsa (the queen) breathed out heavily. She smiled. A smile so wide it spread across her face from ear to ear. She jumped on her bed squealing with excitement.