Floor 27

A/N: Originally 'Where It All Began", story name is in reference to the release of Disney's Frozen November the 27th. This is a short chapter and meant to be a test if you will so if you like this and want to see more leave your response in the comments. Also this was to get me back into writing, do enjoy. Rating will change in future.

Anticipate and prepare accordingly. It was a simple yet important advice among many that were imparted to her. Anticipate and prepare to give you the advantage and ability to remain calm and collected. Essentially, it was all about identifying and understanding every factor in every situation so that nothing would be of surprise and hard to manage. This allowed for preparation ahead of time, what to do and how to do to respond to these factors so that you will never waver. That was what she was taught, how she functioned, what was expected of her.

But she did not anticipate this nor was she any bit prepared. Up at floor 27, the prospect of being attacked upon entering her new home was definitely not expected. This was far beyond her. As a result her response was shock, and that should never ever happen to Elsa Anderson. So who was this lithe redhead devil wrapped around her that managed to catch the Ice Queen off guard?

Said devil tore herself away as quickly as she had attached herself. Then and only then, did Elsa managed to think coherently again. That was until the redhead devil opened her mouth to assault her hearing next.

"Welcome to floor 27!"

"Wha? Uh, what was that?" Elsa managed to stammer out when she had returned to her senses and her hearing had cleared.

"My personal welcome involving a special hug! You know, to welcome you and stuff! It's great to start off positively right?" she explained cheerily. A bit too loudly Elsa noted, the space they were in was horribly tiny.

"W-who are you?" Elsa stuttered unsteadily with the close proximity between them. Unsure of who and what the girl was and just everything at this point.

The redheaded demon cocked her head to the side and raised an eyebrow quizzically. Elsa felt something peculiar bloom in her chest at the sight. The redhead held her pose with the pointed stare as if the answer to her question should be as clear as day. But much like life in New York, that was never clear.

"Uh your flat-mate?" the redhead finally answered when the silence stretched uncomfortably and the awkwardness of the situation became rather apparent. When the silence continued, she added "Anna, Anna Summers" with an outstretched arm for a handshake.

Elsa snapped her eyes down to the offered hand and took the moment to examine just how incredibly filthy it was. Turquoise bits were strewn about a glob of brown that caked the girl's hand. The revolting sight caused Elsa to take a step backwards. After a moment of hesitation, she took another for good measure. The girl, 'Anna', noticed this quickly and immediately jerked her hand back.

"Oh no no no no! So sorry! I've been working on the kitchen because, hello there was no wallpaper and most importantly no chocolate fountain. I'm so, so sorry, I didn't have time to wash up when you arrived! That was an act of the moment, I didn't think it through-"

"Enough!" Elsa boomed when the words began to hammer her ears, effectively stopping the rollercoaster rambling. Anna was frozen mid speech but got the message and snapped her mouth shut with a click. Again, Elsa felt that peculiar sensation in her chest and was getting incredibly confused. This was not how Elsa Anderson was supposed to be. This was not how her first day in her flat was supposed to be. This was not supposed to – wait did she say chocolate fountain?

"Chocolate fountain?" Elsa inquired to the, very strange, girl.

"Yea a chocolate fountain, water is boring to drink anyways. I had to of course sorta demolish the kitchen counter and did some plumbing but I tested it out and what do ya know? It works annd I'm rambling again," Anna explained and sensibly cut herself off without Elsa's interruption this time.

Elsa was beginning to realize how insane this girl was and was seriously considering running all the way back down to her scorching car to bolt far, far away from here. However her thoughts of quick escapes were interrupted by a voice from her left.

"Uh I might have kinda got chocolate on your shirt."

"Great."