A short drabble that I thought of when I saw a picture of the the girl's room before and after Elsa left. Plus, someone has to groom their hair... And as always, nothing belongs to me. Frozen and all it's property belongs to Disney.

"Elsa, dear?" The queen called out from in front of Elsa's door. "May I come in?"

"Yes!" A tiny voice answered hastily, as if the owner was trying to hide something quickly.

The queen opened the door slowly, and saw Elsa climbing down from the window sill; a snowman drawn on the frost of a window pane, and something else that Elsa must have smeared away so she couldn't see it.

"Hello mother." Elsa gave a small smile and a curtsy. Her heart was heavy, but didn't want to show it.

"Are you ready to cut your hair?"

Elsa turned her head around to look back at the window. Anna was gone. The Queen looked over towards the window as well and saw nothing but the snowman evaporating. Elsa turned back around.

"Yes mama."

The queen held out her hand for her daughter to take and Elsa slowly walked up to her and took it. Her mother began to lead her to a stool near the giant window, but then Elsa saw something bright orange from the corner of her eye by her bed.

"Mama wait!" Elsa tore her hand loose and rushed over to the little doll made in Anna's likeness. She grabbed it by the arm and hurried back over to the stool and climbed on. She hugged the doll close, imagining the warmth of a body radiating from it to penetrate and lift her heavy heart.

The queen stood there, her lips separated slightly from a silent gasp, a tear in her eye, her heart strings being tugged at every which way. She hated having to keep them apart like this.

'This can't be healthy for them. Surely, there has to be some other way.' She thought to herself.

She brought a hand to her eye and swept away the tear before it could fall. Then she laid out her bundle of utensils and selected her hair shears and turned back and stepped behind Elsa on her stool. She took a deep, albeit shaky, breath to steady her words.

"So that's where the doll went. Anna thought it had come alive and run away from her. I had Helga make her another to calm her down." The queen said as she combed her daughter's snow blonde hair through her fingers before she snipped away at the ends.

Elsa said nothing. Her brain was too busy processing what she just heard. She brought the doll out so she could look at the minimalist face and studied it for a few moments. 'Did I make her sad by taking this with me? I didn't mean to! I just want her with me!'The only evidence of time passing by her was the sound of her hair being cut off and landing softly on the carpet.

"It was quite funny though to watch her with the doll of you run about the castle looking for it. When Helga had finished making her the second one Anna was asleep, so she placed it right next to the doll of you. She was holding it while she slept."

More falling hair, more silence.

"She was?" Elsa finally asked. There was a smile in her voice and her mother heard it as clear as day.

"She doesn't go anywhere without it." Her mother said warmly and both their faces began to beam with happiness. Elsa hugged the doll to her chest again.

"I miss her mama."

"Trust me darling, I know." The queen sighed. Her daughter's statement draining her happiness away. "She misses you as well."