Syuchang: Hey guys, first Frozen fic. Ever. So I hope its up to standard. Excuse any grammar and or spelling mistakes and tenses. And Frozen does not belong to me. Unfortunately.
When will this heat end? A sigh escaped Anna's lips as she flopped down on the floor, tossing her Nintendo down beside her, the familiar tune of Pokemon sounded dull and distant to her ears. Sitting up she pushed a stray lock of hair from her face before hauling herself onto her feet. "Hot…" Anna mumbled before making her way downstairs and into the kitchen. As she began to raid the fridge, Anna did not hear the light footsteps of another person behind her. "Sweet Santa on a bicycle!" The resounding thunk of Anna's skull meeting the inside of the fridge echoed within the fridge. Spinning around, Anna came face to collar bone with another girl.
"Elsa! Don't do that…" A tinkling chuckling escaped the girl named Elsa as she retracted her hand from Anna's shoulder.
"Sorry. What are you going to make?" Elsa took a step back to observe the shorter girl who was touching her head gingerly before shrugging it off. "I think a smørrebrod will have to do for now." Gathering the ingredients in her arms, Anna quickly wobbled over to the counter trying to balance a bottle of mayonnaise that was on a packet of fish-loafs that was packed onto packet of butter that was again resting on a loaf of rye bread. Letting out a breath she didn't she was holding, Anna dumped everything on the counter as Elsa was making her way to stand behind Anna's shoulder.
"Looks good, but you should bake the fish-loafs and not fry them." Elsa placed a hand on Anna's shoulder making the other tense up at the touch. Emotion flickered across Elsa's face before she schooled her features and removed her hand. Anna bit down her lip as she felt the coolness of Elsa's hand through her shirt and heaved a sigh of relief when the pressure was alleviated. Shaking her head she decided to ignore Elsa and rifled around in the cupboards for a pan to heat up her fish-loafs. She squeaked in surprise and froze when she felt Elsa wrap her arms around her waist and nuzzled into her shoulder. "Please bake mine."
Anna shoved the other girl off her and muttered through clenched teeth. "Leave me alone Elsa." Said girl blinked in surprise from the coldness she was receiving from the usual jovial and kind-hearted girl in front of her. Without saying anything and downcast eyes, Elsa turned and walked out the kitchen. Anna clutched the counter so hard that her knuckles turned white. "Damn it." She slid down the counter and hugged her knees to chest. "Damn it!" Burying her face in her knees, she bit her lip again when she felt the telltale prickling in the corners of her eyes. "I'm sorry. I'm so, so sorry." She whimpered softly, food completely forgotten.
When Anna lifted her head again she noticed that it had gotten significantly darker and that she was still hungry. Rubbing her tired eyes, she hefted herself up for the second time that day and looked around the kitchen hoping to see the other girl but also wishing that she wouldn't. Seeing the forgotten ingredients on the counter, Anna decided that instead of a late lunch she would just begin making dinner since her father should be home sometime soon. Rustling up what she needed to make beef patties with sautéed onions and potatoes, Anna began the painstaking task of peeling and chopping up the potatoes and onions. The method and continues sound of knife hitting the cutting board carried out through the small house, Anna was so oblivious to her surroundings that for the second time that day she was not able to her what now should be the familiar soft footfalls of another occupant.
"Anna…" The unsure whisper reached Anna's ear and the knife slipped on an onion and sliced her finger. Hissing in pain she dropped the knife and clutched her finger close to her chest. Elsa gasped in shock and quickly yanked Anna's hand over to her to assess the injury. "I didn't mean to startle you Anna." Examining the finger she didn't notice the way Anna stared dumbstruck at her and shifted slightly with discomfort. The feeling of her hand cradling gently in Elsa's grip caused her cheeks to heat up slightly. Turning her head away from Elsa to hid her now rosy cheeks, Anna mumbled some incoherent and tried to pry her hand out of Elsa's.
"Come, we need to stop the bleeding before you faint." Elsa began tugging her in the direction of the bathroom. Yelping in surprise at the sudden movement, Anna tripped over her own feet and crashed head first into Elsa's back. Elsa careened forward and face planted the floor. "Oomphfff." The air was knocked out of Elsa's lungs with the combined force of getting acquainted with the floor and Anna's entire weight barrelling into her. "Elsa!" Anna jumped off the other girl and began to help the other girl up.
"I'm fine Anna, really." She smiled down at the flustered girl and turned around to head over to their original destination. "But we should still get your finger patched up." Nodding in agreement Anna followed Elsa willingly albeit cautiously to the bathroom. Elsa mentioned for Anna to sit down on the toilet seat before rummaging around for the first aid kit. Anna sighed to herself and rested her cheek in her good hand, her eyes slowly began to wander across the tile floor and came to a stop at Elsa's ankles. Blinking slowly she let her gaze travel up the length of Elsa's legs drinking in the sight of slim calves and toned thighs, up to a jean clad bubble butt, over a trim waist. Blushing profusely she snapped her head to the side and squeezed her eyes shut. But it was too late, the mental image of Elsa was burned into her brain and she found herself not really minding the sight.
Choking on air, she spluttered quietly to herself she internally cursed Elsa and the splendid things she just saw. Shaking her head wildly, she looked over at Elsa once again through the corner of her eyes. Her gaze immediately picked up from where she left off. Fine platinum hair was folded into an intricate braid that was fetchingly draped over her left shoulder showing off unblemished porcelain skin. Gulping audibly, Anna stared at a stray lock of hair that escaped the confinements of the braid and was resting happily on the nape of her neck. Admiring the beautiful girl before her, Anna's gaze softened and a pained smile spread across her lips. "You sure have grown up, Elsa." She whispered and stared up at the back of Elsa's head.
"Anna, did you say something?" Elsa questioned as she turned back around to face Anna, first aid kit in hand, an eyebrow raised. "Nothing! Nope! Nada! Neit! Nein! Non!" Her arms cart wheeling around in panic. A bell like laugh escaped past Elsa's lips and she smiled fondly at Anna. "Alright Anna. No need to give yourself an aneurism." Kneeling down in front of Anna, she gently began to bandage her finger. "That should do it, lets hope that we won't be making any more accidents today." Nodding at her handy work, Elsa put away the kit and tilted her head towards the door. "Should we finish making dinner?" Mumbling a hurried 'thank you' Anna pushed past Elsa and practically ran back into the kitchen. Slamming the door behind her she leaned heavily against the door. Please don't follow me. Please don't follow me. A distinct knock pattern was heard through the wood and Anna winced at the familiarity. "Anna? I know you're in there. Please open the door." The hauntingly beautiful voice of Elsa carried through the barrier between them. Anna didn't reply but rested her head against the door. On the other side of the door, Elsa traced the grain of the wood with her fingertips. Sadness crept into her eyes when she didn't hear Anna reply. Chewing her lip thoughtfully she looked around the room to find something to try coaxing the other girl to open up the door. Suddenly her eyes lit up in excitement and she turned back towards the door.
"Do you want to build a snowman?"
A choked sob could be heard from the other side of the door before she heard a muffled broken reply.
"Go away Elsa."
Author: Well, first chapter done. Do tell me what you think.