Author's Note: So I was half way through typing up another chapter for FBtY when my sister yelled that the Frozen 2 trailer dropped. Me being the Elsanna-lover that I am immediately ran to watch it. It looked amazing! Anyway I was in a Frozen mood, so here it is. My second attempt at an Elsanna fanfic. Yes, the psycho pass crossover counts and yes, I did mean to continue it. Well, I did until I lost the next chapter... I swear I have no idea what happened to it. I must not have saved it or something, but now it's gone. Or maybe it timed out... idk. Anyhow! Hope you enjoy and as always, don't own shit.

Special Slightly Important Note! Addresses two points so please read all

Elsa's injury is (near?) impossible in real life (me being the idiot that I am did this research after I came up with the entire story premise and wrote the first chapter and some scattered ideas). It is not impossible for someone to only have paralysis in one limb and not at all terribly uncommon but it is most commonly caused by things like cerebral palsy. I am fairly certain that it is not possible in the way I have depicted it or at least that is what my research brings me to conclude (putting a bunch of keywords into google and asking generally knowledgeable sources counts right?). I would also like to say that the brace I describe Elsa having may or may not exist. This was much harder to research believe it or not but given my history grade I may just be a terrible researcher.

'Shit! Shitshitshitshitshitshitshit! It's fucking freezing! You'd think that living in Boston for the first twenty years of your life would make you immune to the cold! But nope! Not me of all people. All I want to do was get in the damn door! Is that too much to ask?'

Anna silently berated her luck as she stood dead still on the landing of her apartment building, her constantly shifting glare turning from the door to the slippery snow at her feet. It covered the entirety of her building's steps and she could not seem to get the better of the darn element for the life of her. Any move she made would cause her to slip and slide like a clumsy penguin. Luckily she had yet to suffer such disgrace as to fall on her ass... yet. Hey! Carrying two bulging bags of groceries up frozen steps is hard! Even when back in Boston, she wasn't terribly compatible with cold weather and since her move to New York, it hadn't gotten any better. Don't get her wrong, she loved the city, her job, even her roommate, but she could never and will never understand cold weather.

"Kristoff! Kristoff!" Anna shouted in complete vain. The building didn't have any fancy com system or doorman like the high end places had, but Anna could hope, couldn't she?

"Um, miss? -Kristoff!- Miss? -KRISTOFF!- MISS!"

Anna whipped around to fa- riiiight, ice. In no less than a second, Anna was on her now sore behind with her groceries creating a mess at her feet.

'Well, at least it can't get any wo- *clunk* ... apple to the head ... brilliant'

"Um, miss, are you okay?"

'Oh right, someone talking, got it!'

Anna looked up with a sheepish smile at her antics. In front of her stood the older couple that lived down the hall from Kristoff and her. Kai and Gerda was it? They, unlike her, were on their feet, dressed in warm winter wear with their hands joined between them.

"Oh ya, I'm fine," Anna chuckled, "Sorry about that, I couldn't get to the door without slipping so I was yelling up to my roommate. It would appear that I wasn't too fortunate with that though. I just can never get the better of snow even when I was a kid! My mom would always joke about it. She used to say that she should wrap me in bubble wrap with all the messes I get into. I would always reply with something along the lines of it would keep me warmer. Although, it is just a bunch of plastic and air so maybe not too insulating. Well, a layer's a layer I suppose..." By now the couple were laughing heartily, eyes shining and cheeks rosy. It kind of reminded her of nearly every picture of Mr. and Mrs. Claus.

"Here," Kai said extending his hand once the chuckles had ceased. Anna took it graciously as Gerda kneeled down and began collecting her dropped items.

"Oh no, you don't have to do that," Anna said, but Gerda just laughed again. Standing, she handed Anna her bags, once again full and bulging.

"It's not a problem dear, just be a little more careful next time," she chuckled. Anna thanked the couple profusely as they helped her enter the building and to their floor. In the end, they parted as good acquaintances with many promises of being more careful and returning the favor one day.

Leaving the elderly couple at their door, Anna headed down the hall to her apartment. Refusing to learn to art of balance before her arms gave out, Anna kicked the front door... a few times.

"Alright! Alight! Slow your roll, I'm coming!" were the muffled replies combined with multiple dog barks. Kristoff opened the door, his hair as looking like a bird's nest and still in his pajamas, by which meant an old t-shirt and some pants. To complete the look, his dog, Sven, was peering at her hopefully between his legs.

"Slow your roll?" Anna quirked her eyebrow with a smirk.

"Hey, I'm tired, cranky, and hungry," Kristoff replied crossing his arms, but his eyes shown with a playful smile, "so I'm sorry if my vocabulary isn't to your liking, Your Highness."

"It's not your vocabulary Kristoff, it's your phrasing," Anna rolled her eyes, pushing past her bear of a friend, "and besides, I have food right here."

"Yes!" Kristoff exclaimed, pumping his fists into the air. Closing the door with a kick, he followed her inside. Their apartment wasn't too much, but it was nice. And cheap too. Kristoff knew the landlord so they got a discount and Anna was proud to say they could afford it comfortably. The flat had two bedrooms, a bathroom, a kitchenette that doubled as their dining room, and a small living room. Honestly, they had everything they could hope for, a television, a gaming system, and food. What more did they need? Oh and warm beds! And chocolate! And... ya okay

"Whatcha got for me Red?" Kristoff asked, jumping into his seat at the table.

"Some more of your weird cereal and carrot juice," Anna replied, dropping the carton and box before her roommate.

"Alright! Sven, come and get it!" Kristoff exclaimed. Immediately, Sven jumped into his chair, dog bowl in mouth, ready to be fed.

"And you wonder why none of our friends like coming over here," Anna rolled her eyes.

"Hey! Sven is as civilized as they come! Besides, we both know it's because we can't cook," Kristoff crossed his arms having already poured Sven his carrot juice. How that was anywhere near healthy for a dog, Anna had no idea, but Sven was as strong as an ox so it was obviously working or Sven had some secret super power Anna didn't know about.

"You got me on that one," Anna chuckled setting down her own bowl of cereal before running back to retrieve a spoon.

"Yes! Three Kristoff, two Anna," Kristoff grinned, mouth full of carrot juice and cereal, "You loosing your edge Feisty Pants?"

"No just tired," Anna laughed finally sitting down for breakfast.

"Long shift?" he asked, all teasing gone from his tone.

"Ya," Anna sighed, "I never should have offered to help with that night rounds. Although, now I understand why Aurora is always falling asleep during class."

"Well at least it's not your regular slot, you're back to mornings starting tomorrow right?" Kristoff replied. Oh the joys of working at the hospital. Anna loved her job and her co-workers, but sometimes the hours just got to her. Normally her shift was in the morning, but her classmate Aurora had to go see her stepmothers for a few days so Anna agreed to take her shift seeing as her time had a few extra workers. The timing mixed with her school work was a major killer. The other day she was writing a paper for Wesealton's class when she discovered that she had been writing nonsense for the last two paragraphs.

"Ya, they gave me the day off," Anna shrugged, "so I think I might do some homework."

"You? Anna Kristian? Doing homework? As in no procrastination? No whining? No groaning? I'm in shock!" Kristoff gasped dramatically.

"Don't act so surprised! I can be responsible!"

"Really like that time you ran in a museum on our school trip?"

"The floor was slippery and that suit of armor should have known better!"

"What about the time where you decided that Rapunzel's stairs made a great biking hill?"

"I was eight!"

"Mmhmm"

"Kristoff!"

All this accomplished was a heartily laughing roommate and a steaming red head.

Having finished his meal, Kristoff took his bowl to the sink, hearing something along the lines of 'stupid, good for nothing dolphin memory', but he decided to ignore it with a final chuckle. Admittedly, teasing the hothead behind him was fun and all, but he should probably offer some sort of peace before he finds another dumping of snow in his bed and down his sweatshirt. Why both was necessary was beyond him, but it apparently made perfect sense to Anna.

"Hey, I was going to head out and check up on the ranch, you want to come?" he offered.

"Really! Awesome! Can I ride Kjekk? Oh what about Sitron, is he okay? Oh can Sven come too!" Anna exclaimed, gearing up for another hour long ramble, but Kristoff cut her off with another laugh.

"Yes, yes, and yes, but I'm going to have to make a pitstop on the way," Kristoff agreed, "It'll be quick, I promise."

An hour later, dressed in her jeans, snow boots, and three warm layers (an undershirt, a flannel, and a winter coat) Anna completed her anti-winter-wear with a hat and scarf. Patting her pocket to make sure her gloves were still there, Anna made her way back to the front door where Kristoff was waiting in similar attire with his classic grey beanie crowning his head.

"Ready to go Feisty Pants?" Kristoff smiled. Anna playfully shoved her roommate, but returned the smile. Today was shaping up to be a pretty good day.

They reached the car without any accidents - thank god - and Anna even found decent music that both she and the ranchman enjoyed. Kristoff didn't drive too far before stopping. Their apartment had a great location by Central Park, but not along. The building they stopped at overlooked the park giving it a wonderful view of the city no matter what floor you were on. From the looks of it, the building was a higher end apartment. Not like crazy high end, but something Kristoff and she could never afford on their current paycheck.

"Wait right here, I'll be back in a minute," Kristoff said unbuckling. Anna shrugged, pulling out her phone and opening whatever new mind-numbingly boring but obsessive app was popular, but as Kristoff's door slammed shut there was a small jingle then thud of something sliding from wherever it lay to the car floor. Leaning over Anna saw that it was a Kristoff's key ring that always hung out of his pocket yet no matter how many times it fell out he never cared to buckle it to something like his belt loop. Anna rolled her eyes

'Typical Kristoff' she chuckled as she grabbed the keys, 'Better run these to him.'

Anna quickly unbuckled and jumped out of the car. Panicking slightly when she realized that she was running on snow but seeing as there wasn't too much Anna shrugged it of.

Upon entering the building Anna saw a set of stairs and an older elevator with the floor numbers and an arrow that signaled which floor the elevator was on or passing above it. The arrow was stopped at the top floor and so Anna began her ascent. Figuring the stairs would be quicker than waiting for the elevator, Anna began leaping three at a time. Needless to say, by the time she reached the top floor she was practically dragging her body up the last few steps.

'Damn, I should see Kristoff about that gym he keeps mentioning cause skinny does not mean fit,' Anna scolded.

Taking a minute to catch her breath, Anna looked down the halls. Down one was silence, but down the other was a panicking blonde banging on the door to one of the apartments like the sky was falling.

"If you don't open this door right now I'm breaking it down I swear to God!" Kristoff shouted, but he sounded far from angry. His eyes were wide and worried as he fidgeted and pounded on the door.

"Kristoff!" Anna shouted, calling his attention. Nearly jumping at his name, Kristoff found Anna running towards him.

"Anna? What are you doing here?" he exclaimed.

"You dropped your keys," Anna explained, "What the heck is going on!"

"You have my keys!"

"Yes why else would I run up like a gazillion stairs! Now wha-"

"Give them to me! Quickly!" Kristoff panicked. Anna took the hint and handed them over as fast as she could. He practically tore them from her grasp and fumbled as he tried to get a bronze one into the lock. As soon as he heard a click, Kristoff burst into the apartment with Anna right on his heels.

"Elsa!" Kristoff called, running into what Anna assumed to be the living room.

"What the fuck Kristoff!" a woman exclaimed. She was clearly in the middle of picking herself up off the floor although, didn't look to be having the easiest time with it. She had pale skin and the lightest blonde hair Anna had ever seen. She looked a bit like winter personified in her blue jeans and loose light blue sweater but damn that was the most beautiful winter Anna had ever seen. A dog stood in front of the woman, between the intruders and her, growling deeply. It was a large, muscular husky. It's long fur only adding to its size and its white-gray coloring made it look half wolf. The dog was crouched, baring its teeth, and glaring at the newcomers and given its appearance, Anna didn't doubt for a second that that dog meant business. Behind the larger canine was a smaller and all white one. It was nuzzling its owner worriedly.

"You don't just burst into someone's apartment and the shouting! Seriously! I don't have the entire floor to myself you know!" she growled and the beautiful winter began to look like the beginnings of a rather frightening snowstorm. The larger dog also seemed to take note of its owner's tone because the growling increased. Kristoff sighed, his shoulders slouching.

"I was just worried, what if you had hurt yourself again?" Kristoff asked his tone softer.

"Then I would have dealt with it just fine. Marsh, down," she ordered and though the large dog looked hesitant, he relented. Moving behind his owner and caringly nudging her before lying down, pillowing her slightly.

'Hurt herself?...' Anna wondered. It was then she noticed the wheelchair behind her and the knee brace on her right leg. Kristoff sighed again and shook his head.

"Well I'm just glad you're okay," he replied then his eyes went wide when he realized that Anna was still there, "Oh, um, and this is Anna. Anna, Elsa. She's the one who brought me my keys." Anna smiled and waved cheerily, but Elsa just watched with slightly narrowed eyes. Anna could see distrust swirling in her icy blue irises.

"Um, nice to meet you," Anna said nervously, "I'm Kristoff's roommate." At this Elsa turned to Kristoff with her eyebrows raised.

"What! No! Not like that! It's not that at all! She's a childhood friend," Kristoff exclaimed quickly getting flustered. Anna grew a bit red herself, but Elsa only shrugged in response. Pushing herself up into a near push-up position, Elsa turned onto her side and attempted to hop back up to her feet even though it brought her clear discomfort.

"Hey! Elsa," Kristoff scolded lightly but Elsa merely fixed him with a challenging glare which seemed to shut him down with yet another sigh.

'You have got to be kidding me! He doesn't let me leave the table until I've finished my brussel sprouts and yet he's just letting this woman do this!' Anna rolled her eyes, 'and what's with all the sighing! Man up dude!'

Anna set her jaw and approached the struggling woman. The second she was within five feet Marsh started growling.

"Anna...," Kristoff said warningly. Anna pointedly ignored him and continued forward. She wasn't going to be scared off by some fierce wolf wannabe.

"He bites," was all Elsa said, not paying her any attention as she attempted to stand back up.

"If he bites when people get this close to you I doubt this place would let you keep him," Anna replied stubbornly furthering her advance. At this Elsa looked up once again and fix her with another threatening glare. Anna swore she heard her conscious gulp but she knew her stubborn streak and it had never let her down before.

"Look you may not want help, but you're injured. I don't want you hurting yourself so please just let me help you," Anna attempted, making her voice as calm as possible. She incountered these kind of people all the time at work. They refuse help and try to act all tough, but in the end it just makes everything worse especially their injuries. Anna never understood those people. What was wrong with a little help? Apparently a lot because Elsa's glare only intensified causing Anna to take a step back both out of surprise and because she didn't want to pressure her too much. Elsa relaxed the barest amount when Anna backed off and managed to right herself. Balancing on one leg before sitting back down and adjusting the brace so her leg could bend to the foot rest.

'Paralysis...' Anna immediately recognized. She looked to Kristoff and, personally, she though he looked like he was going to jump up and slam his head through the ceiling at any slight sound.

"Uh, sorry Elsa," Kristoff chuckled nervously, "Anna's a nurse, it's kind of instinct for her." Anna looked back to Elsa who was sitting ramp rod straight in the wheelchair looking more rigid than a rock.

"It's alright," Elsa replied but Anna could tell it was anything but, "Thank you for coming to check on me."

"El-"

"I'm sorry to say I have some business to attend to for school, but we can catch up later," Elsa interrupted, "and next time, please text before you give me another heart attack." Kristoff gave a small smile and chuckled.

"Alright, I'll call you," he replied, waling out the door. Motioning for Anna to follow, he closed the door.

Neither spoke on their way down the hall. Neither spoke on the elevator. Neither spoke while walking out to the car but by the time they were in said car, Anna was about ready to burst. She only managed to close her door and buckle herself in before breaking.

"Who was that and what was her deal! Also, why do you have to keys to her apartment? Is she some secret girlfriend because if she is, she needs an attitude check. And the dogs, really! The big one looked like it was about to e-" Anna rambled but it quickly faded when she watched Kristoff sigh for the hundred time today and let his head fall slightly.

"Elsa's an old friend," he explained, "I check on her once in a while to make sure she hasn't... done anything."

"If she's a friend then why was her dog all like grrrr arrrgh!" Anna asked. Raised eyebrows aside, Kristoff smiled.

"Marsh isn't the nicest to intruders," Kristoff shrugged, "He's fine when I'm let in and Olaf's pretty chill."

"Olaf?" Anna brightened. That was perhaps the most perfect name for the small white dog in the entire world.

"Ya, I have no idea where it came from though," Kristoff laughed.

"What happened to her leg?" Anna asked hesitantly. Kristoff looked at her hesitantly but spoke nonetheless.

"Elsa was in the military. She was on a scout mission, she never told me where, but they were ambushed," Kristoff recounted, "I don't know the exact details of what happened but there were shots fired. One or two hit her or maybe skimmed her... I don't know. But what I know for sure is that there was some sort of bomb and, well, you can see how that turned out..." Anna went quiet for one of the first and only times in her life. Her mind went numb as she thought back to the beautiful blonde and how the whole confrontation went down.

'Shit...'

"What happened in there, it wasn't you," Kristoff said, her guilt must have been clear on her face, "She's like that around everyone even before the accident just maybe a bit more severe now."

"Ugh... Kris, I can't believe how stupid I was. Just marching right up an-"

"Anna this isn't your fault, Elsa is Elsa. It's simply the way she's always been or at least for as long as I've known her. She's better once you get to know her, actually she's quite a bit of fun when she wants to be."

"I need to just pause here and point out that you used 'she' way to much in that sentence," Anna replied with a smile, "but jokes and personality aside, I should apologize." Kristoff looked at her curiously but shrugged starting the engine.

"Whatever you think is best but maybe not today, give her some time to cool down. Look on the bright side, we parted on a good note," Kristoff chuckled.

"What do you mean?" Anna asked confused, but Kristoff looked rather pleased.

"She was sarcastic," Kristoff smiled.

The rest of the ride consisted of shouts and insults. Why? Simply because Anna felt it was appalling that Kristoff considered that to be a good note. Last she checked, the blonde looked more irked than mirthful when they parted. But in all it was a good rest of the day, well, until Anna woke up the next morning and realization hit her. She had no idea how she was going to apologize to Elsa.

'You absolute idiot! That's how you behave in front of people! God what would your parents think! Or Kai and Gerda! Or... well it doesn't matter now, they're gone.'

Elsa sighed as she sat back into her couch, exhaustion from the day and moving period was enough to make her do this, but the added weight of guilt and disappointment helped her do so earlier. Elsa surrendered, defeated. It wasn't even noon and she was done for the day. Elsa groaned.

'Brilliant job Elsa, you've done it again. Now not only can you not go outside, but you can barely make it through the day in the protection of your own house! Congratulations with the new low, how's it feel? Enjoying it?'

"Argh! No!" Elsa growled, "Just shut up!" Olaf whimpered in her lap, rubbing his face into her stomach and well on his way to being trapped in the folds of her sweatshirt. Marshmallow also whined, hopping up and lying his head in her lap. Elsa gave them both a sad smile.

"Sorry boys, I'm not mad at you," Elsa said, petting both affectionately behind the ears. She sighed, thinking back to when Kristoff came.

'Who was that with him? Annie? Ann? Anne? Anna? Anna! That's it. She was kind of cute... But you saw the look on her face when she stepped back! Like she'll ever come back here again!'

Elsa groaned again - this was becoming an annoyingly common pastime - and dropped her head into her hands.

'Don't give me that! The only one you can blame is yourself, it's no different from any other time! God, you'd think you'd get use to it by now. You should just-'

Ding-dong

Elsa bolted up and whipped her head around to the door.

'... who would-? It doesn't matter who! Get off your ass and answer the door! Or are you too lazy and stupid to do that too?'

"Elsa! Elsa, it's me," a woman called through the door, "I brought some of that greasy mess you call food!"

'Oh, it's just Tiana.'

Elsa looked from the door to her wheelchair to her leg then back to the door. With a sigh at memory of the kind of scolding she was about to receive, Elsa stood shakily and hobbled (with the help of Marshmallow, the back of the couch, and the wall) to the door. Opening it, Elsa found her friend balancing the take-out she brought on her head and arms.

"Hey El- what are you doing out of your wheelchair! How many times do I have to tell you that this is the least helpful thing you could be doing to yourself! What if you fall and concuss yourself again! What if yo-," Tiana exclaimed. Elsa sighed and let her head drop, once again resigning to defeat. Once Tiana got going, there was no stopping it so there was no use trying.

'Is there really any point in ever trying?'

"Elsa? Hey, Elsa," Tiana said worriedly, "What's wrong?" Elsa hesitated.

'How had she known?... Dumbass! You zoned out and you only do that when you're upset!'

"What! Oh ya, everything's fine," Elsa covered, "Come on in." Leaning her back on the wall, Elsa made room for Tiana to enter, balancing act and all. Elsa rolled her eyes with a small smile. How Tiana was beautiful, smart, and a natural center of gravity was beyond the blonde. The two made their way to the small dining area, but Tiana stopped short. Turning sharply, she went to the living room.

"Where are you going?" Elsa asked confused.

"Sugar, I know you and right now I know you need some comfort food and a good ole classic Disney movie," Tiana smirked, but it was soft and caring. Elsa sighed and followed the brunette back to the couch.

After getting settled with Chinese take-out on one half of the coffee table (Elsa's half) and Tiana's home cooking on the other (Tiana's half), the two friends settled down to The Emperor's New Groove.

"I don't quite see how this movie is a classic," Elsa said as she watched Marshmallow curled up in his bed with Olaf at his side.

"It is underappreciated and wonderful," Tiana replied, "that alone makes it worthy of being called a classic."

"You could say the same about Atlantis, Treasure Planet, The Black Cauldron, Robin Hood, The Great Mouse Detective, Fantas-" Elsa smiled.

"Oh hush, we both know that only Atlantis can measure up to this movie," Tiana replied.

"That's what you say," Elsa said into her box of fried rice. Tiana rolled her eyes, but didn't comment further. The movie began and both women soon found themselves lost to the world of talking llamas, squirrel-speak, and the wonder of Disney.

As the fifth movie came to a close, both had eaten their fill and the left overs were ready to be shoved into the frig. Tiana sighed contently before looking over to her blonde companion. Elsa was busy watching the ending, a small smile flickering across her features. A few questions still lingered at the back of chef's mind, but she firmly decided against it. Why ruin a good moment?

"So, see my point?" Tiana said, turning off the television as the film hit credits. Elsa rolled her eyes with a smile.

'Four movies later and she still can't let it go. Typical Tiana.'

"I can see where you're coming from but my point still stands," Elsa replied, "Not enough people know the movie to make it a classic, it has to be a household name like The Lion King, Cinderella, or even Fox and the Hound."

"Alright," Tiana caved, hands up in mock surrender, "you win, as always." Elsa smiled at her friend before attempting to stand.

"Hey, just cause you win doesn't mean you're going to be walking on my watch," Tiana scolded lightly. Standing, she grabbed the blonde's wheelchair and brought it around to her. After helping Elsa into the seat, she grabbed a few empty containers and headed to the kitchen. Elsa followed with a couple of her own, wheeling begrudgingly. The pair made small talk as they picked up and before long, the room was good as new and the frig gained a few new occupants.

"Well, that's it," Tiana smiled in satisfaction.

"Reminiscing are we?" Elsa asked, rolling up beside her friend.

"I still remember when my momma and I went to clean up the place," Tiana sighed, looking back, "You should see it now, sugar, she's a real beauty."

"I bet," Elsa replied.

"Well, I better get going," Tiana said, turning to the door, "See you soon?"

"Sure," Elsa smiled, "Whenever is convenient, I'm not busy." Tiana smiled with a wave before leaving. Elsa sat where she was with a downcast look.

'I wish I could see it... with Tiana's taste and cooking, she's well on her way to becoming a big, five star hit. I don't now what you're pouting about, you did this to yourself remember?'

Elsa shook her head, turning to the kitchen.

'I'll just feed the boys and head to bed. After all it isn't like I have any plans... ever.'

Author's Note: Yes? No? Absolutely... not? Well it's here and I'm not taking it back. Hope you enjoyed! More coming soon! Also my other fics are coming along so all those that read From Black to Yellow and/or Negasonic Teenage What the Shit! take the previous sentence to heart!