Happy Birthday, greennonmonster!
Mid-September as per request since did not want to divulge actual birthday - which is PERFECTLY FINE.
Mid-September - âYou wouldnât dare!" Skye/Bobby (Iceman) for @greennonmonster
Fits into the Elsaverse (Elsaverse part 1, part 2)
âYou know,â Skye said thoughtfully as the two of them sat together, feeding each other bites of the wedding cake samples and laughing, âit would be absolutely hilarious if you did get up and sing Let It Go at the wedding.â
âYouâve had too much sugar.â
âBut it would!â
âNo.â
She gave him a pathetic, pleading look. Bobby folded his arms and gave her a cynical stare in return. âForget it. I love you beyond reason, but that is one step too far. I am never singing that song ever.â
She pouted, but she could already tell she wasnât going to get her way. âWell, maybe I should get up and sing it then.â
âNo.â
She smirked at him.
âYou wouldnât dare!â Even as he said it, Bobby realised he was making a mistake, that Skye never could resist a challenge.
âNo? What would you do to me if I did?â
âIâd spank your ass black and blue!â
Skye leaned her chin on her hand and deliberately took his cake fork, sucked icing off slowly before smirking at him again. âPromise?â
Bobby groaned, watching helplessly as her little pink tongue swept over the fork tines. âSkye,â he said huskily, forgetting briefly that he was supposed to be convincing her that she wasnât going to inflict That Song on him at their wedding. She chuckled softly, dropped the fork on the table and slid out of her chair and into his lap, winding her arms around his neck.
âThe snow glows white on the mountain tonight, not a footprint to be seen,â she sang softly into his ear, holding on tighter as he tried to pull his head back, kiss her to silence. âA kingdom of isolation, and it looks like Iâm the⌠King.â
âOh god please stop.â
She carried on singing, through her laughter, at least until he deliberately shoved his hands up inside her shirt and froze them against her skin, at which point she screamed with outrage.
âThatâs not how I meant you should let it go!â
âThen you shouldnât be encouraging me to build castles of ice.â He grinned as she finally pulled back to look at him. âYou started that, honey. Donât be pissed at me for finishing it. No singing that at the wedding.â Recognizing the mischievous glint in her eye, he hastily added âOr any other song from Frozen, Frosty The Snowman, or whatever other ice, snow or winter-themed song might pop into your devious little mind.â
âYou are no fun.â
Bobby chuckled, kissing the pout off her lips. âThatâs not what you said last night.â















