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Warning: This story contains child abuse.
FYI: Anna is about 13 and Elsa is about 15 (just saying)
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Anna had given up trying to coax Elsa out of her bedroom a long time ago. She had taken to roaming the halls on her own. The younger princess would spend her days talking to the paintings and, occasionally, Elsa's silent door, but even that lost its fun. On one especially boring day, Anna found herself sitting at the small table in the kitchen. The cook, Kai, watched the girl for a moment before returning to seasoning the pork. "Princess Anna, is there something I can get for you?"
Anna glanced up. "No thank you, Kai. There is just nothing to do."
The cook tilted his head to the side for a moment, trying to come up with something for the child to do. "Aren't there books for you to read?"
"Read them all." Anna replied.
"Well what if you rode your bike?" the cook suggested.
Anna sighed, "It got taken away after I crashed into the suit of armor for the fifth time."
Kai glanced at Anna again, wondering how one could crash into something five times. Shaking the thought from his head, he tried to think of something for the princess to do. "Well…" he began slowly, as an idea grew in him, "would you like to help me make dinner?"
"Could I?" Anna's eyes lit up in excitement.
The cook chuckled. "I don't mind. Here, take these to the sink and wash the dirt off of them," he instructed, handing Anna a bowl of potatoes.
Once Anna had finished, Kia had set up a little space for her at the table. He quickly showed her how to peel the potatoes and warned her to be careful with the knife, before leaving the girl to her work. Kai continued his work and chatted with the princess. When Anna was finished with the potatoes, he carried them to the stove to begin cooking them. Then, he handed Anna a bowl of washed carrots, asking her to chop the tops of and peel them as well. Anna happily completed the task. As she was finishing the last carrot, Kai was pulling a batch of cookies out of the oven.
"Princess Anna, would you like to decorate the cookies?" He asked, knowing that dessert was Anna's favorite.
"Yes!" Anna exclaimed.
Kai laughed and set the tray of cookies and a large bowl of white and another bowl of blue frosting in front of her. "Takes these cups, go into the pantry, and find the chocolate and sprinkles. Then pour them into the cups." The cook instructed.
Anna did as she was told. By the time she had found all of the sprinkles, the cookies were cool enough to begin decorating. Anna spent almost two hours decorating. Kai was amazed by the princess' eye for detail. By the time Anna was done, it was getting close to dinner time and Kai sent her out of the kitchen to go wash up.
The royal family sat around the dining room table, quietly enjoying the roast pork, mashed potatoes, and baked beans with carrots. No one spoke, as usual. The King and Queen seemed content with the silence, Elsa sat nervously, and Anna fidgeted. When dessert was brought out, the King scrutinized the cookies in front of him. "Master cook," he called to Kai, "do you spend all of your time decorating cookies down in the kitchen." The King's tone was cold, with an undertone of warning.
"No, your majesty, I-" Kai began.
"I decorated the cookies father!"Anna exploded with excitement. "Don't you like them?"
The King looked at his younger daughter, who began to shrink into her chair under his gaze. "No" he stated simply.
"Why?" Anna asked.
"Because you are a princess," the King replied with anger rising in his voice, "not some kitchen hand. I forbid you to ever enter the kitchen again."
Anna's fearful expression slowly morphed into anger. "It's not fair! Every day, for years now, I have wondered around this castle. You don't pay attention to me. You took my bike. Now, you forbid me to spent time in the kitchen. I'm not even allowed to be around my own sister!"
Anna was stopped by the sound of a quiet sniffle. She looked at Elsa, sitting quietly at the other side of the table looking down at her plate. There was a single tear on elder girl's cheek. Anna looked to see what held Elsa's attention. On the plate, was the cookie Anna spent the most time decorating. It was coated in blue frosting with a white snowman. He had a chocolate top hat and sprinkle eyes, nose and mouth. Suddenly Anna remembered the old question she would to ask, standing outside of Elsa's door, 'Do you want to build a snowman?'
Anna was pulled from her thoughts by her father's voice. It seemed he had seen Elsa's tear as well. "Elsa," he growled, "control yourself. "
Something snapped in Elsa as her head lifted to look at her father with hate in her crystal blue eyes. Suddenly, she stood up and, grabbing Anna's hand, began to march out of the dining hall. The king stood at his place at the table, "Elsa! Come back here."
"I'm going to show her." Elsa replied without stopping.
The king began to turn red with anger. "No, you will not. Elsa, come back here now." As Elsa reached the door with Anna in tow the King yelled, "Elsa, come back here before I disown you!"
The blonde teenager whipped around. "Go ahead," she snarled, before dragging her sister out of the room.
The King moved to chase after them, but found his feet frozen to the ground.
Anna remained quiet the entire time her sister dragged her through the castle. Finally, Elsa pulled Anna into the blonde's bedroom. "Elsa, whaomph." The younger girl was cut off by a bone crushing hug. It only took her a minute to return the gesture. The two girls stood in each other's arms until Anna realized her shoulder was wet. Quietly, she asked, "Elsa, what happened?"
"I'm so sorry Anna," Elsa sobbed, "he made me. I didn't want to leave you all alone or ignore you. He wouldn't let me spent time with you. There were threats. He would hit me, yell at me, curse at me. I had no choice but to do as he said. He even threatened to hurt you if I did not obey."
Tears began to form in Anna's eyes as she stroked her sister's hair, trying to calm the blonde down. After Elsa's tears subsided, Anna asked, "What was it that you wanted to show me?"
Elsa pulled back from Anna. "Go sit on the bed, and please, don't be afraid?" Anna could hear the worry in Elsa's voice and did as she was asked.
Before her very eyes, Elsa began to move her hands in a circular motion. Something began to form around them and she propelled it up towards the ceiling. There it burst and white flakes began to fall. Anna's eyes were wide in awe. "Is this… snow?" she asked. Elsa nodded. "Why did you hide this from me?"
Elsa sighed, stepping closer to Anna. "When we were very young, I hurt you with my powers. You almost died," Elsa explained as she twirled the streak of white in Anna's hair. "That is how you got this." Elsa gave the strands of hair a slight tug, just enough to bring Anna's attention to it. "It was an accident. Your memory was wiped and I was shut away. I would never want to hurt you, but father never forgave me. He told me I was a monster and not fit to be in the company of other people."
Anna had tears running down her cheeks by the end of Elsa's story. "You are not the monster. He is."
Elsa held Anna close again. "Will you stay with me tonight, like we use to?"
Anna smiled into her sister's neck. "It would make me the happiest girl alive," she replied.
Elsa slowly led Anna to her bed, where the two girls laid together simply happy to have their each other back. "Elsa?" Anna asked quietly, "What if father comes. I don't want to lose you again."
"We will worry about him tomorrow; he won't be able to get us tonight. Look at the door." Elsa reassured he sister with a sly smile. Anna looked to see a thick wall of ice sealing them safely inside. Smiling, Anna inched closer to her sister, who she had though she lost forever.
"Elsa?"
"Yes, Anna?"
"You are the best sister I could ever ask for," Anna declared with a yawn. That night, both girls fell asleep with smiles on their faces.