Well this is my first story and I don't know much about how this site works (sorry if there are any errors with the text, I think the indention of the paragraphs got messed up) and I would really appreciate some feedback! This first chapter is pretty light and happy but don't worry, the darker stuff will be coming later. Enjoy!

Anna sat by the fireplace, the soft crackling of the flames filling her ears and the golden light illuminating the strawberry blonde braids dripping over her narrow shoulders. Shivering, she drew her shaw tightly across her arms, feeling as if the cold December air had somehow seeped through her skin and into her bones. She turned around upon hearing the thud of footsteps heading towards her. Immediately, she forgot that she was exhausted and freezing and jumped up from the ground in order to fling herself into the open arms of the man standing a few feet behind her.
"Kristoff!" she cried, her voice filled with delight.
"I just saw you twenty minutes ago," Kristoff laughed.
"Oh, sorry," mumbled Anna, backing away from him.
"I'm not complaining," said Kristoff, scooping up Anna's tiny body in order to plant a kiss on her lips. She giggled as he set her down on one of the velvet couches in the enormous sitting room.
"Kristoff, I have to ask you something," she announced as he sat down next to her. Her tone had shifted from happy to a combination of nervous and serious.
"You can ask me anything." He gave her a reassuring smile. Anna hopped up and stood directly in front of him, poking her stomach as if it contained a secret she was dying to know.
"Ok," she sighed, "Do I look fat?". The playfulness had returned to her voice and Kristoff noticed that she was grinning.
"What? No of course not? You look beautiful," Kristoff stuttered, confused at why she would ask such a thing.
"You hesitated!" she accused.
"No I didn't!" he said, "But why are you asking?"
"Well,um," the nervousness making a second appearance, "I've been feeling a bit fat lately because, uh,I'm pregnant." Kristoff's countenance changed from confused to shocked to ecstatic.
"Are you serious?"
"Yep." He lifted her high above his head and sun her like she weighed ten pounds.
"I can't believe this! Wait, will this hurt the baby?" he asked, frantically returning her to the couch.
"No, of course not, don't worry." She couldn't help but laugh at his caution.
"Have you told Elsa yet?"
"No, I wanted you to be the first to know. It is our baby after all," she placed her hand on her stomach,"and I thought we could tell her together."
"Well what are we waiting for? I want to tell the whole world!" He took her tiny hand in his large one and began to pull towards the door.
They ran down the hallway hand in hand until they reached Elsa's door. Anna paused with her fist inches away from the wood, suddenly remembering all of the times she had stood in the same position, begging her sister to open up. When she finally did knock, she half expected to hear the familiar 'Go away, Anna', having to remind herself that the days of being ignored by Elsa had left the previous year.
"Come in!" The sound of those words wrapped in her sister's voice filled her with relief. Kristoff twisted the doorknob and walked into the room and Anna followed him, once again filled with shaky nerves. What if Elsa disapproved of her pregnancy? She was only nineteen, after all.
"Hello," Elsa said, leaving her desk chair to walk towards them. She looked stunning as always, wearing a dress the same icy blue shade as her eyes, her thick blond hair secured in a side braid that fell over her left shoulder,
"We have something to tell you," Kristoff announced. He wore the same smile as he had five minutes earlier, the kind that took over half his face.
"I'm guessing it's not bad news," Elsa noted, clearly amused by Kristoff's exaggeratedly happy expression.
"Anna, I think you should tell her," Kristoff said, placing his muscular arm around his wife. She took a deep breath, but instead of remaining calm and collected as she had planned, she just blurted it out.
"I'm pregnant!" She blushed, realizing how awkward she must have sounded. Fortunately, Elsa didn't seem to notice as she wrapped her arms around her little sister.
"Oh, Anna," she cried, "I am so happy for you!" When she finally let Anna go, she turned towards Kristoff. He expected her to bow her head and quickly congratulate him, but instead, she hugged him the same way she had hugged her sister. He had lived in the castle for nine months and not once had the queen hugged him.
"You're going to be a great father," she whispered in his ear.
"Oo, cold!" he yelled after a minute had passed and Elsa quickly let go, realizing her excitement must have activated her powers without her noticing.
"I'm so sorry!"
"It's fine, Elsa." Kristoff was too happy to mind the sudden icy chill that had taken him over and his body temperature was back to normal in seconds.
"Do you know for sure? Is the baby healthy?" Elsa asked Anna, her voice filling with anxiety.
"Of course, Elsa. I saw Dr. Rider this morning, don't worry," Anna laughed.
"Ok, sorry. I'm just so...excited! I've known for a while that I couldn't have a child of my own; the doctor said it would freeze inside of me within days, so I've always looked forward to the day that I would be blessed with a niece or nephew." Elsa suddenly looked sad, yet somehow still happy. Anna had never known her sister had wanted a boyfriend or husband, let alone a child.
"Elsa," Anna smiled in a way that only she could, expressing sorrow, love, and understanding all at once, "you won't only be this child's aunt, you'll be its godmother. I know that you'll love it just as much as I will." The sadness suddenly left Elsa's eyes and she hugged Anna once more.
"I love you, Anna. And you too, Kristoff," Elsa said, smiling at her sister's husband, "you know that you're like a brother to me."
"I love you too, Elsa," Kristoff and Anna said at the same time.
For the first time, it felt as if the three of them were a family. If only things could have stayed so perfect forever.