Authors Note- Okay. So. Originally, roles were going to be reversed, and Elsa was going to be the angel, and Anna the human. I ended up swapping them, obviously, because I think the characters fit these roles better. This is a relatively short intro, following chapters will be longer.
This is my first Frozen fanfiction, so I apologize if the characters seem a little off. I'll get into the swing of things soon. Also, this will be (non incent) Elsanna. Sooo. Yeah. Don't like that, please don't read.
For those of you following my other story- this plot is the exact opposite of the other one, despite the supernatural elements. This is just going to be pure fluff.
Usual disclaimer- I don't own anything besides the plot.
Part One.
Elsa let out a small puff of breath, which rose in a soft cloud in the cold air. She rubbed her gloved hands tightly together, trying to get even just a little bit of feeling back into them. The leash that hung loosely around her wrist pulled gently, the large cream Chow-Chow attached getting impatient. Elsa picked up her pace.
The pair walked down a deserted street, the sleepy town already closed for the night. It wasn't even that late, Elsa mused, as her eyes scanned the snow covered stores. Her phone vibrated softly in the pocket of her large, puffy blue winter jacket. Using her teeth, she tugged the glove off her free hand, and went to retrieve her phone. It lit up brightly, a notification appearing letting her know her boss had sent her a message.
Her boss. She sighed as she flicked the lock screen open, and read the message. It contained some vague details about her current project that was about to begin, but stated that everything would be gone over in detail at the meeting this weekend. This caused the blonde to groan.
She never had to deal with meetings- or bosses for that matter. Up until a month ago, she was a freelance painter in a big city. Sure, she was struggling, but she was happy. Fate, however, decided it was time to change that. A big name contractor had contacted her about a series of works that he wanted to be done. It was all very mysterious and vague, but the paycheck that was promised almost caused her eyeballs to pop right out of their sockets. The job, however, had a catch. The man wanted her to move to his town so he could oversee the work. He payed for travel expenses and lodging, and that was how the blonde woman found herself walking the deserted streets of a sleepy Wisconsin town.
"Oh Marshmallow." Elsa sighed, sinking down onto a snow covered bench. The seat of her pants instantly drenched through, causing her to shiver involuntarily. "Maybe coming here was a mistake."
The cream colored chow gave her a small huff in response, before plopping a furry butt in a snow mound. A blue tongue lolled out in happiness. Elsa smiled softly at her best friend, and she ran her fingers gently through his long mane.
Elsa continued to stroke the happy dog, the loneliness she felt sinking deep into her heart. Though she didn't have many friends in her hometown, things were at least familiar. Predictable. Here? This tiny little farming town was completely new, unknown. It made her uneasy. Nervous. She didn't like these feelings.
Elsa leant back against the bench, her braid falling off her shoulder behind her. "I wish God would just give me a sign, you know? Something obvious. Plop something right in my lap, and say 'Here ya go. You're on the right track, girl.'"
A bright light flashed above her briefly, drawing her eyes to the star speckled sky. Something small began to drift slowly downwards, and Elsa strained her eyes to see what it was.
The small thing continued to grow bigger and bigger as it drew closer, until it was quite a large thing. It gained speed on its descent, and Elsa began to panic as she realized it was headed directly towards her. Her eyes widened as she realized her body was frozen in place- too shocked to move.
Elsa could now make out that the object was a large, glowing circle. A bubble, her less than lucid mind decided as she watched it continue to fall towards her. She couldn't even tear her eyes away long enough to flinch.
The bubble shot down in front of her before it came to a sudden and complete stop just a foot above her lap. Elsa stared wide eyed at the softly glowing sphere. Marshmallow began to bark wildly at it, finally noticing it's arrival. He put his large paws up on the bench, growling in warning at it. It just continued to hover there.
Elsa placed a soft but firm hand on her protective dog, silencing the animal and gently pushing him down to a sitting position on the snowy ground. Satisfied that he was calmed, Elsa removed her hand from his head, and carefully brought it inches away from the bubble. Swallowing a large lump in her throat, Elsa reached out and touched it.
It popped with a blinding, white light.
Elsa flinched, her hand now moving to cover her eyes. Squinting, Elsa peeked between her fingers. Encompassed in the light, there was a girl.
A thin girl with orange locks braided into pigtails hovered above Elsa, her body curled into a fetal position. Two large, white wings unfurled behind her, the silky feathers glowing in the light. She hovered there, completely naked, completely still. Elsa didn't realize she was holding her breath. A moment ticked by slowly, the night air completely silent as Elsa and her dog stared at the girl.
The girl opened her eyes. Emerald eyes met blue, and there was an elongated pause. The stillness was almost too much for Elsa to handle. The girl opened her mouth, and a small gasp escaped.
The moment was broken, and the girl let out a little squeal as she finished her descent to Earth, clumsily falling right into Elsa's lap. The blonde girl snapped out of daze, wrapping her arms tightly around bare shoulders as she felt the begin to slide off of her. The naked girl blinked twice, her eyes scanning her surroundings before finding Elsa's gaze. A small smile pulled at pink, puffy lips as the girl brought a small hand to rest against Elsa's cheek.
"Hello, you." She breathed, before her eyes closed gently, and she became limp, knocked out.
Elsa looked at the naked dead weight in her arms, her brain completely failing her. Her mouth fell open slightly as her gaze shifted to Marshmallow, who was now occupied with smelling the new arrival.
"Uhm... what?" Elsa asked out loud, and the Chow-Chow gave her a small woof in acknowledgement to her question. He hopped up next to her, getting a good look at the naked girl. Elsa pivoted her body away from the dog. "Hey. That's not nice." The dog licked it's nose and gave a her a grumpy look.
"How would you like it if you fell out of the sky, naked, and some strange animal was staring at you." Marshmallow gave her an unamused huff. "You're right. That sounds crazy."
Elsa stared down at the girl, who was currently slumbering peacefully in the blondes arms. She was surprisingly light, considering the large wings attached to her back.
A warmth spread through Elsa's being. It came in comforting waves, starting the moment the girl came crashing in her arms. It kept the artist calm. She hugged the girl closer to her chest, snaking an arm under her legs. "I think we are suppose to take her home, boy." Elsa whispered. Marshmallow gave her an unsure bark.
Elsa stood up shakily, gathering her balance underneath her. The girl weighed next to nothing in her arms. Light as a feather. "Come on, boy." Elsa called, walking off in the direction of her house. "Lets get her home."
-S-C-E-N-E-
Elsa stared suspiciously at the figure sleeping soundly on her bed. Now that they were separated, the warm, comfortable feeling telling Elsa that everything was okay was gone. Now there was just suspicion.
Marshmallow pawed anxiously from behind the bathroom door. Having sensed his owners change in attitude towards the stranger, he had quickly reverted back to protective mode. To protect their guest, Elsa had to lock him in the only other room in her small apartment. His pathetic whining and yelping caused Elsa to feel sorry for him.
Elsa had laid the girl down on her bare stomach, the wings getting in the way of putting clothes on her. The wings were a mystery to the blonde, as they were securely fused to the girls back- Elsa checked. Thoroughly. She even gave them a few good tugs to see if they would come off. They remained in place between the girls freckled, pale shoulder blades.
Sighing, Elsa finally tugged off her winter gear. Tossing them in a messy pile on the ground, Elsa sunk into an uncomfortable wooden chair she had pulled next to her bed. She ran a finger through her blonde bangs.
"Now we wait, I guess."